Hey guys, thank you soooo much for all the love and support! I'm so thrilled that my story is being anticipated! And sorry for not posting earlier, all this stuff decided to happen as I was writing this chapter. Very long, but well worth it.

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Mark already hated Seattle and he had only been here for less than ten minutes. As he exited the airport in the morning, he was greeted by a typical sheet of icy Seattle rain. Cursing, he managed to hail a cab before he was soaked clear through. As he instructed the driver to head for Seattle Grace, he thought about what to say to Addison, and possibly Derek if he popped up. He figured that a "sorry, man" and an "I love you" wasn't going to be enough. The more he thought about it, the more he overanalyzed it, and the more he became more and more frustrated.

"Screw it, I'm just going to wing it," he muttered as he gazed out the window to see his destination outlined against a stormy sky. He hoped that he could at least get them to listen to him and act like civilized adults.

"Well, this is what happens when I have wishful thinking," Mark thought as he slowly stitched the gash across his cheek, compliments of his ex-best friend. He chuckled to think of Derek punching anyone, let alone a man who had been like a brother to him for his whole life. "However," Mark thought again, "I was talking to the dirty mistress herself."

He glanced a the slight intern who held the small mirror so he could see his work. She was pretty, he would give her that, even hot, but he couldn't see how Derek went from Addison to…Meredith? Yeah, that was her name. But then, Seattle was a crazy place. Anything could happen.

After finishing his work and ordering Derek's lusty intern to get him into X-ray, he went in search for Addison. He prayed that he could just find her without running into Derek, to finally get of his chest what he wanted to say to her. Thankfully, in return for the beating he took earlier, he fund her quickly, leaning up against the wall outside the Chief's office with her head cradled in one hand. He grabbed her arm and without a word, pulled her down the hall to the nearest on-call room. He pushed her in and quickly shut the door, turning to face the woman that nearly pushed him over the edge. They just stood there, frozen like marble statues.

The rain falls where it wants to

The wind blows where it will

Everything on Earth goes somewhere

But I swear we're standing still

"Mark, what are you doing here?! Did you not understand what I said to you? I'm trying to get back with my husband!"

"Yeah, the husband that punched me in the face for just talking to his girlfriend. Face it Addy, your marriage is over."

She snorted. "I'm leaving. I've said what I needed to say." She tried to step around him, but he stopped her.

"No. I still have to say something. Just listen, you don't even have to look at me."

She took him up at his offer, staring straight at the ceiling with her arms crossed over her chest. He sighed; it was just a figure of speech. But she didn't try to leave. He took that as a sign and started.

"I won't lie Addison; I don't regret our relationship. Despite the fact that I lost my best friend, I don't regret it. For the first time in my life, I felt loved. There was someone I could go home to everyday that would be excited to see me, someone I could sleep soundly next to with our arms wrapped around each other. And someone that I could wake up next to and see in their eyes the same love and happiness that was in mine."

He stopped there, choking on the emotions that were bubbling up. Addison's eyes were filled with tears, but other than that, her position stayed the same.

Mark continued. "Addy, I know that I wasn't the best man. I cheated on you and that is my biggest regret. I had someone so wonderful in front of me and instead of taking that, I had to go and do the man-whorish thing. I take part of the blame for the failure of our relationship. " He cocked his head to the side, "But Addy, why did you get rid of the baby? You know I would've loved and taken care of it. Why?"

She finally shifted her eyes from the ceiling to meet his. He saw embarrassment, pain and…sadness? He opened his mouth and said, "Addy, the way you left, the things you said…I lost it. But I realized that I can forgive you. For everything. Give us another chance, Addy. I promise that it will be worth it. I love you so much…"

At those words, her eyes filled with tears again. "Mark, I…I…can't." Without another word, she ran out of the on-call room, leaving Mark all by himself. He sighed loudly, ran a hand over his face and walked out into the hall.

"Well, that wasn't awkward and embarrassing," he thought. As he passed the Chief's office, the door swung open and a tall black man stood in the opening.

"You Mark Sloan?" he clipped.

"Yeah," Mark answered.

"I've got a surgery that will intrigue you. Come into my office," the Chief said, stepping aside for Mark to enter. He walked through and came face to face with the man who used to be his brother. Derek's eyes glinted with anger and his face was red from screaming. And it looked like he was ready for round two.

"I had to say something," Mark thought as Derek and the Chief's yells flooded his ears.

Mark walked away from the morgue, stripping the surgical gown off and tossing it in the trash. The poor boy who suffered from lionitis had died on the table and Mark, after getting parental permission, went on with the boy's last wish. He wanted a new face, a fresh start to hopefully a better life. Mark chuckled; it seemed that their dreams were not so different. After changing out of his scrubs, he went to the nurses' station and began to fill out some paperwork. A few minutes later, he saw Addison make her way down the hall, without seeing him, and into an on-call room. Mark went back to his paperwork, but soon ideas were flashing through his mind…

"I should go see if she's alright…I need to tell her how I feel…I need to tell her that I love her…" He sat up and made his way over to the door, opening it quietly and shutting it behind him. He could just make out her body, lying on her side with her face towards the wall.

"Addy?" No acknowledgement. "Addy, I just saw you walk in her ten minutes ago." Still nothing. "Fine, I'll just say what I have to say. Again. Derek can never love you as much as he loves that intern of his. Hell, he doesn't even try and hide his love for her. But I love you that much, Addy. I love you so much that all you have done to me in the past is a mere bleep on the radar. I can forgive what you did to me because I was also to blame for the way our relationship was. I just wanted you to know that I have changed; I'm taking responsibility for the parts that are my fault. I just wanted to…let you know that…I love you."

He expected her to sit up and scream at him, to go back to New York and let her continue to suffer as Derek and his intern shared intimate glances in the elevators. What he didn't expect was for her to let out a snore, not terribly loud but enough for him to hear across the room. He smiled to himself; he had just poured his heart out to a woman passed out in an on-call room. But he had said what he came to Seattle to say. He scribbled her a note and laid it on the small table next to the bed. He brushed her face gently and then left the room, closing the door softly behind him. He grabbed his things and walked out of Seattle Grace. He had made up his mind, now it was her decision.

So I'm not gonna wake you

I'll go easy on your heart

I'll just touch your face and drift away

Like smoke rings in the dark

Almost nearing the end of the story as I have it written at this moment. If you guys have any ideas, don't hesitate to let me know! Reviews are love and may equal a NEW chapter update tomorrow!!