I stare vacantly up at the blank white ceiling above me. "Dark and twisty place?" Someone from my doorframe asks. "Dark and twisty place," I confirm without looking up, already knowing who it is. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Come back to me," Derek requests. "We've talked about this before. No." I hear a sigh and then some fading footsteps. I don't know what to do about Addison. I think I might actually have feelings for her. Oh screw it. I pick up my phone and all her. "Hello?" comes a sleepy voice from the other line. "Addison. I need to talk to you." "Meredith?" she sounds confused. After telling her rather than asking her to come to my house and giving her my address I say bye and hang up. Twenty minutes later Addison is at my door, still very confused. After inviting her into my house and taking her to my room she asks, "Meredith what's going on?" "We need to talk," I reply. We both sit down on my bed. There is a moment silence before she asks, "What are we talking about?" I sigh and say, "Last night. And this morning." She holds her hand up to prevent me from saying anything else, "It was nothing. It doesn't have to happen again. It won't happen again. It can't happen again." I try to hide my hurt when she said, 'It was nothing.' I nod, "Right right I agree. Just uh nevermind. Nothing." She raises an eyebrow. "Nothing. Nothing." "Then I'm gonna go," Addison says. I nod again. She walks out of my room. I resist the urge to go after her and look back up at the ceiling. That blank ceiling. That white ceiling. The next thing I know I've got a paintbrush in my hand slinging paint onto the ceiling. Then Addison bursts back into . "What are you doing?" she exclaims. "I don't know." "Are you, are you bleeding?" she asks, pointing to my arm. I look down. "I think I fell." She starts towards me. She rolls up my sleeve. "We should get you to the hospital, you might need stitches." I nod and then I'm in her car. "Addison," I mumble. She glances over at me. "Yeah?" That's the last thing I remember before I wake up in a hospital bed. Beside my beside I see Cristina. "Wh-what happened?" I ask causing her to look up. Then I notice her face looks a little distorted. "What's happening?" I try to reach r died my hands are restrained. "Meredith, you're in the Phych ward. They've restrained you so you can't hurt yourself," Cristina replies. The distortion in her face isn't gone so I ask, "Am I high?" She nods. "They sedated me?" She nods again. Then Addison appears and I smile. She touches one of my hands that had been cuffed to the died bed. Cristina is gone and it's just Addison and I. "It wasn't just sex," I whisper to her. When I wake up, my hands are free. Beside my bed there is Cristina and Izzie. My throat is dry. And my arm hurts. "What happened?" I ask in a raspy voice. They both look up."You're at the Phych ward." "Why?" Izzie sighs and Cristina replies, "You tried to hurt yourself." I laugh, "Right." "Your mother is in the hospital," Izzie blurts. I exhale and look away from them. "Why didn't you tell us?" she asks. I say nothing "You don't have to do this alone." I chuckle, "I've always done it alone Izzie." They don't say anything. "Can I get out of here now?" They nod. "Yeah. Uh Yeah." I stand up, still clothed in regular clothes. After getting onto the surgical floor I hear screaming. "What the hell is that?" I ask, looking to my friends. "That would be your mother." I roll my eyes. "How is she?" They once again say nothing. "What's wrong?" Nothing. "What's wrong?" "They found a liver mass." I nod. "We're waiting for the results of the test. And She-Shepherd's looking for you." They walk me to my mother's room and I lean on the nurses' station in front of it with George who suddenly appeared, Cristina, and Izzie. A few moments later a man hands me a paper. I look down at it. Ellis Grey: Liver Mass: Benign. I sigh. "Let her know." I hand the paper to George. "Are you okay?" Izzie calls after me. "No. I'm not." I keep walking, not sure where, just walking. Somehow I end up in an on-call room. I sit down on one of the bottom beds. I didn't know what time it was. I lie down on the ned and just stare at the bed above me. The door opens. "Meredith? Are you in here?" "Right here," I say, sticking my arm out. "Are you okay?" the voice asks. "I wish people would stop asking me that," I reply, standing up. Addison hugs me. "Do you need anything?" "No. No," I shake my head. "Are you sure?" "Addison, I've gotten used to this, my mother's diagnosises." "How many diagnosises does she have?" Addison asks."Alzheimers. Liver mass," I shrug, "I have a crappy life, I'll get over it." Her face softens, "Meredith." "I should go talk to her. See if she needs anything," I say, leaving Addison in the on-call room. I walk back to my mother's room to find her sitting there, looking at charts. She looks up at me and then back down at her charts, then back at me. "What are you doing here?!" she asks angrily. "Haven't I told you?! How many times have I told you not to bother me when I'm at work?!" She shouts. I stare at her. "Go!" She screams. I turn around and shake my head when my body collides with another person's. "I'm sorry," I apologize. When I look and see who it is I ask, "How long have you been watching that?" "The whole thing." I close my eyes. "Of course you did." I open my eyes. "What time is it?" "Around eight thirty." "I'm gonna go home," I tell her. I start to walk off but Addison grabs my arm, "Let me drive you." I sigh and she walks me out to her car. "How did I get here?" I ask. "You were bleeding at your house and I drove you here and then they required that you were admjtted to phych. They gave you a bunch of morephine and then you slept a lot," Addison tells me and starts to drive. "You're being oddly nice to me. Did I say something to you?" I ask as we pull out of the hospital parking lot. She swallows and replies, "You said it wasn't just sex." I look away. One of her hands grasps on to one of mine and she intertwines our fingers. We drive to my house in a comfortable silence. "Stay with me," I say. "Meredith," she starts. "Please," I beg. She nods and I unlock the door of my house. We walk to my room and lay down in my bed. "Just go to sleep," Addison whispers.