Co-Written with SuperShipper. This is the result of two friends with WAY too much time on their hands. We hope you like it! Review and we'll love you forever.

Summary: Tampons, condoms, chocolate and elevators. A lot can happen when 4 interns, a resident, and 2 attendings have time to talk.

One morning, while Meredith and Derek were kissing in the hallway of Meredith's house for reasons unknown to anyone, Izzie stalked down the hall and shouted "Derek! I need tampons!!!"

Derek, in awe of what his girlfriend's roommate had just shouted to him, broke the kiss and gave Meredith a confused look.

"Tampons, Mer. Tampons? I don't do tampons. Condoms, sure. Glow in the dark condoms, definitely. But not tampons," he said frantically. "Why on earth would she ask me to get tampons? Doesn't she have any?"

"If she's saying she needs them, we probably don't have any. You have four sisters; they never made you buy tampons?" she asked, running her fingers through his dark curly hair. "And George usually bought the tampons for us."

Derek laughed. "George? Tampons? No way," he said. "And you know what? I have no comment about the whole sister thing. I've spent years ridding my memory of the awful things they did to me, and I'm not about to try to remember for you," he said, a smile forming on his face.

Meredith grinned, "You know that makes me want to know what they did now, right?"

"Seriously, Derek. We have, like, three left!" Izzie called from the bathroom, "THREE!!"

"I'm sure Mark or Addison would tell me these awful things you sisters did to you."

"Oh, don't you dare. I swear, Meredith, if you go behind my back and ask them, I'll...I'll..."

"You'll what?" Meredith questioned.

He laughed and kissed her gently on the lips. "I don't know. But you know I'll think of something."

"Two," Izzie screamed. "Now we only have two left!"

"Oh, I so didn't need to know that," Derek said, running his hands through his hair.

"You'd better go, Derek. She's even bitchier at this time of the month. Pissing her off would be like pissing Cristina off, and you know never to piss Cristina off," Meredith told him.

"Oh, I have seriously learned never to piss off Cristina. But why do I have to go by myself to buy them? Can't you come too?"

"I suppose I could come too," Meredith replied.

"George didn't need girls to go with him!" Izzie called.

Meredith laughed. "She's right, Derek. George was a man and went by himself. But, I guess I'll go with you since you're too scared to go by yourself..."

"No, I'm not! I can do it, Mer. I can go by myself," he told her, confidence present in his voice.

Meredith smiled. "Good, so while you're there, you can go grocery shopping, too. Here's the list. And make sure you get a lot of tampons, 'cause I'm getting my period later this week. Thanks, honey," she said, kissing him on the cheek and walking back into their bedroom. Derek was left alone in the hallway, with a shopping list in his hands, and a look of confusion and embarrassment that washed over his face.

Derek got over the shock and got dressed. He grabbed his keys, making his way to the grocery store. He pushed his cart through the store, grabbing the items that were on the list, leaving the dreaded tampons for last. He turned onto the aisle where he would get the tampons and ran into George.

"Oh, hi, uh, Dr. Shepherd," George said.

"Hi, George, call me Derek," he replied, "So...what are you doing here?"

"Callie sent me to get some...things. What about you?"

"Mer and Izzie are making me buy…tampons," he replied, the last word a whisper.

George leaned in, and said, "Me too! She told me that if I could buy them for Izzie, I better damn well be able to buy them for her. But there're so many to choose from! What do I buy?"

Derek looked at the list Meredith and Izzie had written up. "Well, Meredith and Izzie want," he pointed to a box, "this one. But they didn't give me the specifics so I don't know what exactly to get them. And God knows that if I come home with the wrong kind, they'll murder me and make it look like an accident."

"When they had me buy them they made me buy these ones," George told him, pointing to the box a few to the left.

"Really? Are you sure?" Derek asked.

"What are you two doing?" Addison asked from behind them causing the two to jump.

"Addison!" Derek exclaimed, turning around to face her.

"Dr. Montgomery!" said George at the same time. "Wh-what are you doing here?"

Addison looked at the two with an amused look on her face. "I'm here to buy tampons and it looks like the two of you are as well..."

"Yeah, well, Callie wanted me to buy her tampons, 'cause, you know, they're not for me or anything. And I don't like doing this but she's my wife and she told me to and..."

"George!" Addison exclaimed.

He snapped his head up upon hearing his name. "Wh..what?"

Addison smiled. "You're rambling. And I kind of figured you were buying them for Callie. It's not like you need them."

Derek proceeded to crack up, laughing hysterically.

Burke cautiously approached the trio, his list in hand. George noticed him first and desperately needed to get the attention off himself.

"Oh it's Dr. Burke. Hi, Dr. Burke. How are you?"

"I'm doing well, O'Malley. How are all of you?" Burke asked, not addressing the awkwardness of meeting in the tampon aisle.

They all said they were fine then Addison asked, "Is Cristina making you buy tampons as well?"

"She is. She said that if Shepherd and O'Malley could, then I could too," He explained, "But I'm not sure which to get."

"Join the club," Derek replied.

Addison realized that if she and Mark got back together, she could make him buy tampons for her. She reached out and picked up a box, not believing she was going to tell three of the men she worked with the type of tampons she used even if one was her ex-husband. "Well I think these ones are the best, but you might want to check with the girls before you buy anything."

"Seriously? You want me to call Izzie and Meredith and ask them what kind of, um, products they use? Yeah, that's not at all embarrassing," Derek asked Addison.

"Relax, Derek. It's not that big of a deal for girls to talk about their period or tampons. See, I'm talking about it now. Tampons. We have your extra-absorbent, juniors, light flow, Pearl...you want it, they've got it," Addison said, pointing to various boxes, unaware of the fact that Burke, Derek, and George were staring at her, their mouths hanging wide open in disbelief.

"Oh, you did not just say that, Addison," Bailey said, pushing her cart through the line of three men. "Have some self respect, woman!"

At the sight of Bailey, Derek groaned softly, George looked around nervously, and Burke cleared his throat a little.

"Obviously Addison did not make you buy tampons for her when you two were married, Shepherd," Bailey said.

"No, Bailey. But my sisters did and..." he trailed off so that he didn't have to think about it, "but Izzie and Meredith said I had to go, and Izzie started yelling, so I thought it would be best."

"Well you're not too stupid," she replied then scanned the faces of the three men looking cluelessly at the shelves containing hundreds of boxes of tampons. She decided to help them this once, "Okay, since you are all obviously helpless," she picked up a box and gave it to Burke, "Yang will like these," she picked up a different box and thrust it into George's arms, "Torres probably uses these," and she picked up two more boxes and handed them to Derek, "Stevens and Grey should be happy with these. Remember what they are; you will be sent to get them again." With that, she grabbed the type she used and went on her way, grumbling about men and their stupidity.

Derek groaned again. "That did not just happen. Tell me that did not just happen. Tell me that I did not get tampon advice from Bailey."

Addison burst out laughing. "I so wish I had made you buy me tampons when we were married."

"Well, there was that one time..."

"Mark!" Addison exclaimed as she turned around to face him. "What're you doing here?"

"Oh, you know, just browsing," he said nonchalantly.

"In the tampon aisle. You browse in the tampon aisle," Derek said, monotonously. "You really have no life, you know that?"

"You're buying tampons for your girlfriend and her roommate," he threw back. "Hey O'Malley, Dr. Burke."

"Hi Dr. Sloan - oh god," he looked at his watch, "I really need to go..." he scurried off with his cart.

"Why are you browsing in the tampon aisle?" Addison asked, a hand on her hip.

He shrugged, "I was browsing all around, but I saw all of you down here and I thought I'd see what everyone was doing. I'm just glad I don't have to try and figure out what kind of tampons to buy."

Just then, Derek's cell phone rang. He saw it was Izzie and grudgingly answered. "Hi, Izzie."

"ONE! We have one! Mer's period was early and now we have one and you are not back!" She ranted, "One, Derek!"

Derek hung up the phone, laughing a bit to himself.

"What's so funny?" Mark asked.

"Mer's period was early and we only have one..." Derek said, the last few words mere mumbles as he realized what he was saying.

Burke snickered at his friend while Addison and Mark had to hold onto each other to keep from falling down, their laughter fiercely shaking their bodies.

"Well, enjoy, you guys. It was a pleasure shopping with you, really," Burke said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "I've got to get back to Cristina. I'll see you all later. Goodbye!"

"Bye," the trio said.

Derek turned around to face Addison and Mark. "Not a word tomorrow, you hear?"

Addison and Mark crossed their fingers behind their backs. "Sure thing, Derek," Addison said.

There was an awkward silence between the group, and Mark, always being the one to break the ice, spoke first. "You realize that when we get to work tomorrow, we'll have two residents and three interns, you know...with their little friend," he stated, placing the word 'friend' in air quotes.

Addison started to laugh nervously. "Make that two residents, three interns, and one attending."

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