A/N: This story deals strictly with the ending of 3.21 "Desire". If Shonda wants to break them up, then this is how it should have been because Addison is not a woman who depends on a man and yet, that is what she has become. So I made her kick ass Addison from Season 1 and 2 instead of sad Addison from Season 3. Also a part 2 might come. It would be set in the future and it would be Addex, because I have ideas. This is my first fic, I think it's pretty good, but please comment construtive criticism in a must! Don't the characters, but if I had the chance, I would definitely steal them.
After talking with Callie she knew. She couldn't be with Mark, she couldn't be happy with Mark, because… he wasn't Alex Karev. Alex was the guy who barbeque's and teaches kids to play catch, she knew this. It was one of the many reasons she fell for him, but it took proding from Callie to make her realize the significance of her feelings. She made her move right there in the hall way. She wasn't sure what it was, whether it was her realization from that morning, or his care and sensitivity with Ava that afternoon, or hell, maybe she was just horny, but they consumated their feelings for one another, or at least what she assumed were mutal feelings, later that day, and she was still riding high when she saw him in the lobby.
"Hey"
"Oh.. hey…"
he quickly looked back down at his text book, clearly engrossed in the reading
"Thought you might could use a drink, you want to meet me at Joe's?"
"um.. I'm really under with this test.. soo.."
"Oh, well I took this test once upon a time. Maybe we could go back to my hotel… I could quiz you"
She said this suggestively, He felt like he needed to set her straight.
"Listen, this isn't… you're not my girlfriend."
He knew what she said about him. She thought he was the guy who would barbeque in the backyard and teach their kids to play catch. Well quite frankly, this scared the hell out of him. He liked Addison, he really did. He liked her as more than a friend, contrary to what he told her in the supply closet a 2months ago; he wouldn't have slept with her if he didn't. Actually, if he'd taken a half second to consider it, he might have realized that he loved her. The little things about her were what really got him. The woman had more facial expressions than anyone he'd ever met, but her smile had always taken his breath away. It didn't matter if it was the half grin, or her lips pursed together or the "I'm trying really hard to be mad at you, but its not working so I'm making this face" smile, he always melted. His favorite though, it wasn't a smile. It was the way she looked at him when she thought he wasn't paying attention; it was during those moments he knew how she felt about him. When she watched him, her eyes bore through him, she was taking it all in. He knew what she was seeing, she was seeing everything in him, everything he had, his "greatness" as she would call it. That was why he loved her. He loved her and yet he knew he wasn't what she wanted. He wasn't the barbeque and catch guy, someday, but not yet. He knew if he started something with her, it would end with her disappointment because right now he couldn't be that guy. He loved her enough to tell her "no" now, to save her from hurt later.
"What..?"
"Today was great, its just, I'm busy and stuff"
Woah… did he just deny her, again! First, she had no idea where he got this "girlfriend" idea and second, she was Addison Montgomery. The sexy red head with a hot body, a great job and enough money to last a life time. Men did not deny her, and certainly not twice.
"Um.. excuse me?"
"Look, I'm just… I can't not now. I can't be your boyfriend."
She sensed the disdain in his voice when he used the words boyfriend and girlfriend. Heartbroken she replied...
"I didn't ask you to be"
"What"
"I don't know where you got the idea that I wanted you to be my "boyfriend"" she said this with all the sacrasm in the world. "because I never said anything about that. I asked you if you wanted to get a drink. You said "no" because you need to study. Since I've taken that test before, I offered to help you study, because I understand that that is you focus right now. So however you interperted my offers, well that's up to you, but I did not mean to imply that I wanted you to be my boyfriend."
"Oh… sorry"
"No, Dr. Karev, really its fine. I'll just go now, goodnight"
And with that she walked out the front doors of Seattle Grace hospital. As she left she turned around, as though to take in the beauty of the hospital at night. A silent goodbye.
Constructive criticism, much appreciated. Thanks!
