ok, so i know i said i wasn't going to start another story until i finished cupid's playlist, but i just love this idea and it wouldn't leave me alone, and so i wrote it, because i really just can't wait to hear people's reactions to the story. so, and i know i don't usually beg in the author's note but this is special, please please please review!

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oh, italics are addison's POV, but i'm fairly confident that you could have figured that out eventually. and, by the way, i'm just pretending the quint thing didn't happen, and addison has izzie's phone number.

It was wrong. So wrong. I knew it was wrong and half the time I was half-crazy with guilt. But I couldn't stop. And it's not like it was a full blown affair, or anything. It was just sex. At least that's what I told myself.

You have to understand, it's not like I was particularly happy with Derek. We were falling back into our New York state, and I just didn't know how to deal with it. I didn't want to divorce him. I loved him, that's true, but I was just so tired of fighting. Fighting with him, fighting Meredith, because that influence was still there even though he said it wasn't, fighting for us. I was just so tired of it all. It was all so complicated. Alex, though, Alex was uncomplicated. He was smart, he was funny, he was sweet, and he was hot. He was uncomplicated. I didn't have to fight for us, I could stop whenever I wanted, it was just sex that I wasn't getting from my husband. And as long as no one found out, it was fine. No one was getting attached, and anyways, even if Derek did find out, he'd probably be thankful for a reason to divorce me, so the only person in a position to get hurt was me, and I was willing to take that chance.

Like I said, me and Alex's affair, it was uncomplicated. Until one day it wasn't.

Addison stares disbelievingly at the pregnancy test. This can not be happening to her. It just can't. Because things, well, they aren't great, but they're decent, and this is going to screw everything up. Shaking, she picks up her cell phone and calls the only person she can think of, other than the man who got her into this mess in the first place. Addison sighs when she picks up. "I-Izzie? It's, um, it's Addison," she says. "I'm really sorry to bug you, but it's just that, well, Callie's out of town, and I can't call Derek, and you were the only person I could think of."

"What about Alex?" Izzie asks, hoping to pass the responsibility to him.

"I definitely can't call Alex. Look, Derek's at work, and I'm alone and are you on call or anything?"

"No…" Izzie replies warily.

"I… just… could you come to the trailer?"

"Why?"

"Just please, Izzie. I know I'm not your favorite person in the world, but please?"

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

"It's open!" Addison calls when she knocks on the door. She enters to find Addison sitting on the bed, staring at something in her hands.

"Are you okay?" Izzie asks shyly.

Addison looks up and it's clear that she's only just stopped crying. "I always wanted to be a mom," she sniffs.

"You're pregnant? Congratulations!"

"No, no congratulations. I so don't deserve it."

"What?"

"I'm married, and I'm pregnant," Addison explains. "And my baby isn't my husband's."

"Oh. That's a problem."

I told you it got complicated.

reviews? pretty please with cherries on top?

-Juli-