Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy. I owe all of the brilliant characters and some plot sequences to Shonda Rhimes. But in the general manner of fan fiction, a lot of the plot is of my own mind.

I know this plot isn't very developed yet, but I have to start from actual storylines to get to where I want to be. Forgive what might seem like pointless plot backgroud. It'll get interesting. giggles maliciously

Meredith gazed into Derek's blue eyes, seeing love in them, love that was reflected in hers as well. Their eyes never parted as he helped her put on her coat, like the gentlemen only read about in Jane Austen novels. Their hands interlocking, both looking like they wanted to keep it that way forever. Derek turned, facing the entrance. The love-stricken grin slapped off of his face, to be replaced anguish.

'Meredith, I'm so sorry.'

Meredith didn't know how to respond. Her grin stayed frozen in place, but her eyes widened in confusion. The conversation became blurry, her eyes never leaving the gorgeous redhead in front of her.

'Addison Shepard.'

'Shepard…?'

'So, you must be the woman who's screwing my husband.'

Meredith met Derek's eyes. There was no love in the meeting this time, only a crushing combination of fear, anger, and pain.

'…Derek…' Meredith muttered softly. She wasn't sure if it was a question or merely testing reality.

'Meredith, let me explain.'

Meredith let go of Derek's hand. She couldn't handle explanations; it was all too clear. Married…Derek was married. She had to get out of here. She walked backwards towards the door, not breaking eye contact. Derek's eyes begged her to stay but he didn't say another word to her. He knew her better. Calling after Meredith makes her run away faster. Meredith turned, her back facing the married couple and walked out. Derek didn't chase after her. She went to the place that always offered her comfort, however temporary: Joe's.

'Addison, how like you to waltz in and ruin everything. Or last time I guess it was me doing the waltzing in, but still you with the ruining.'

'Derek…You didn't return my calls. I tried to give you some warning, but you didn't accept it. But you're my husband. I'm not going to let some woman ruin that.'

'You cheated on me with my best friend. I left you and I met Meredith. And I love her.'

'You didn't chase after her.'

Derek didn't know how to respond. He didn't know why he didn't chase after Meredith. It just didn't occur to him. So he went for the only defense he knew: a terse offensive.

'Addison, go back to New York. I have a life here, one without you. I'm happy.'

'Derek, I love you. I'm not leaving without you. We're married.'

'There is no love here. There hasn't been since you cheated on me with Mark. It's gone now. I love Meredith.'

'Meredith? She's just an affair. We had love. Mark was a mistake. A terrible mistake. Let's try our marriage again. I love you; Mark didn't change that. He only made it clearer. Derek, you're the one for meI hate to be so blunt, but we've both had our little, meaningless affairs. Now let's call them off and try us again. I love you, Derek! And you love me!'

'I just don't know anymore. And Addison…Meredith, she isn't just an affair.'

Derek walked out of the hospital. He knew Meredith was downing tequila at Joe's. He didn't dare go over there yet. There was nothing he could say to change what happened or make it better. Nothing. And knowing that defeated him. He got into his car and drove off into the twilight, confused and devastated.