AN: I do not own Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice or any of the characters. This is just for fun.
This is set around season 2 of GA, if that helps at all.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What in the hell do you think you're doing?"

A confounded Meredith looked up, yelping a moment later as she fell backwards onto the bed with her feet tangled in her pants.

"I was taking off my pants to go to sleep, why?"

"I don't think so. Just because Richard thought it would be good for us to go on this thing together, does not mean we're buddies. I do not want to see your panties."

"Addison, seriously? You're an OBGYN!" The blonde stomped her foot, having finally freed it from the deadly trap.

"That doesn't mean I want to see the panties of the woman my husband cheated on me with," the older woman supplied effortlessly as she relaxed on the couch.

A groan came from the bed as she sat up, her eyes immediately finding the other woman. She licked her dry lips as she clasped her hands together, twisting them nervously.

"I didn't know he was married."

"Never said you did."

"Quit acting like I did something wrong here, he should have told me."

"I agree with you on that one," the redhead scoffed.

"Then can you please stop acting like a total bitch to me? I left him alone, I lost any interest in him the moment I laid eyes on you." The blonde's cheeks flushed a light pink, something unnoticed by the woman on the couch.

"You didn't even know who I was yet," Addison replied lazily, sleep taking over her body.

"I meant when you introduced yourself," Meredith amended quickly, pulling her pants back on and buttoning them before pulling her hair back into a sloppy ponytail.

Finally opening her eyes, the redhead took in the blonde and her hasty movements. "What are you doing?"

"I need a drink," was the only short reply as she jumped up and grabbed her purse before starting for the door.

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Okay, so, drinking...? Probably not her smartest idea. But Meredith Grey had needed a quick exit away from the woman who could very well destroy her.

That's why now, as the bartender - who was very much not Joe and didn't know when to cut her off - was telling her it was last call, she tried her hardest to clear her mind of the feisty redhead up in their hotel room.

Why the Chief had thought it to be best to send them two together on this conference trip was a mystery to her but she felt tiny bubbles of hatred forming for the man. Not because it was Addison. Oh, no. But because of the feelings that wouldn't go away - and were only getting stronger.

Feeling the eyes of the bartender burning holes in the side of her head, she sighed heavily and slid off her stool. Once she was sure she had her footing, she started for the elevators.

Drinking had been a horrible idea.

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Although her entire body was yelling at her to go to sleep and forget about the intern downstairs, she couldn't. Her mind was running a mile a second, her heart racing in time with it as she connected the dots.

'I lost any interest in him the moment I laid eyes on you.'

Meredith's quick escape made more and more sense as she put all the dots together, her mind running wild at this new information.

Plus, she knew how the blonde got when she drank. She also knew that they were miles away from Joe's bar and that this bartender wouldn't know when to say enough.

A thump at the door jolted her out of her thoughts, her eyes immediately looking for the source of the noise. Hearing Meredith's quiet cursing from outside, she simply frowned and pulled the covers closer to her.

"Stupid idiotic words. Stupid idiotic feelings. Stupid idiotic Chief." The low, whispering voice washed over Addison like a silk sheet, curling her toes. "Surrrrre, let's send Meredith with Addison to a conference miles away from home where there's no one to remind her that this is totally inappropriate thinking."

A pause, another thump, another pause and then the rustle of sheets as the bed sunk in and Addie felt the intern slide in beside her, still whispering to herself.

"Because it's totally normal to have the hots for your ex-boyfriend's wife. Yeah. Totally normal to want to pin her up against the wall while she's talking to a patient because the way she quirks her eyebrow just makes you want t-" A groan escapes the woman beside her, the bed moving again as she starts wiggling.

Before the redhead has time to even comprehend what is going on, Meredith is right beside her and nudging her shoulder - forcing her to 'wake up'.

"Grey, you better have a damn good reason for waking me up." Her voice is no where near sleepy and she knows that if Meredith wasn't completely smashed, she'd know that she had been awake and listening.

"You should divorce Derek," the intern stated simply, her lips lifting in a lazy smile.