Addison and Alex sat in a musty silence for a while until Addison decided to break it with just a quick flick of her tongue.

"So, Seattle Grey's is a great hospital, isn't it?"

Alex, jumping at the chance of conversation, nodded.

"It's the best place I can be for plastics."

"Oh wait…who's going to 'own' you now that Mark's gone?" As soon as that escaped her, she regretted it. Any mention of Mark might set off something. But it didn't with Alex. Instead, he just leaned back a bit before saying, "Hmm, I donno. You, maybe?"

"I'm not in plastics!"

"You should be!"

Laughter chorused around the table before a waitress popped up before them.

"What would you two like?" she asked.

"Umm…I think I'll get the fettuccine alfredo," said Alex, his eyes scanning the menu.

"I want just the mini-cheese pizza, thanks," said Addison, putting down her menu.

As the two chattered on about Seattle Grey's, trying to push from their minds they were on their first date, the tension and awkwardness lessened slightly.

Before they knew what was happening, they were standing in front of Addison's house, staring into each other's starry eyes.

"Well, this has been fun," said Addison.

"Hell yeah."

"Um, no sex tonight, Alex, ok?"

"Oh…"

"We had sex!"

"Well usually when I come to a girl's apartment…"

"Well, tonight you're just dropping me off."

"Soo…you and Mark are over, right?"

"Alex! Of course!"

"Just checkin'. Ummm…" Alex racked his mind feverently to find something to say. "Izzie and Georgie like each other."

"Huh?" gasped Addison.

"Well, it's just a nurse's rumor…"

"Hmm, nurses can be right—remember when they chatted about us…?" They laughed awkwardly.

"See ya, Addison."

"See ya."

Before Alex galloped down the steps, Addison caught him by the shirt. She spun him around before giving him a fleeting kiss and pushing him away.

"Bye!" she waved.

"Bye."

The next morning, all the interns were tired. Georgie and Callie, looking frazzled and completely half-asleep, stumbled in.

"Uugh," sighed Georgie, walking up to the desk and leaning on it. Callie took her position next to him. As the two groaned and leaned against the desk, Alex walked by. He gave them a strange look before saying cheerily, "What the heck?" He was a morning-person, and it made all the doctors and interns alike sick to their stomachs.

"Go away, Alex," groaned Georgie, plopping his head onto the table.

"Ya know what? I almost miss Mark walking by happily, making some sort of comment on how it sounds and looks like we're humping and having sex with this desk."

"Heh, ya. With all the moaning and groaning and shifting into a comfortable position…"

Just then, Izzie, Meredith, and Derek walked in, side by side, their eyelids drooping. This group was more awake than Georgie and Callie, though.

"Heyy," yawned Izzie, plopping down into a waiting-room chair.

"Hey interns!" said Bailey, her voice muffled and strange.

"Hey, Bailey," chorused all the interns, even some doctors joining in.

"Stevens, O'Mally—I mean Georgie O'Malley, not Callie—and Grey, you've got Clinic Duty."

All three of them smiled. The clinic was usually the easiest, no tough surgeries to scrub in on and usually nice and easy in the morning. As the three walked into the clinic, Izzie said, "Georgie, why am I always with you?"

"I l'no."

"Hey guys," said Meredith, "why the hell are there so many people here?"

All the interns' eyes widened with amazement as they stared at the swarms and herds of people that chattered and yelled like…animals. All three of them, at the same time, made disgusted and disgruntled faces at the crowd. A cheery new doctor, Doctor Ika, walked by.

"Oh yeah, the homeless shelter from not too far away is here!" she smiled.

Izzie's jaw dropped as she saw one bleeding person.

"Holy crap, he's from the homeless shelter?"

"Obviously not!" sighed Meredith. "He was probably run over by a car or something, he can't be from a homeless shelter. They treat you with a limited amount of respect there, right?"

Meredith's words were slurred and drowsy, proving to be a bad sign.

"Get more interns!" ordered Doctor Ika, walking over to a crowd of people that were wheezing.

"Bailey!" called Izzie, running out the door to Bailey, who was charging into the clinic.

"Holy…" uttered Bailey before Izzie came bursting up to her. "We need more interns!" Izzie said, motioning tiredly towards the people.

"I can see."

Before long, Alex was joining them in their quest to defeat the crowd.

"Man oh man is this going to take a while," said Georgie, charging into the crowd bravely. It took the other interns a while longer to get used to it, but then they followed.

"It's been such a freaking long day," cried Izzie as she, Georgie, and Callie took a taxi home.

"Fuck, I'm tired," said Callie.

"More tired than this morning!" added Georgie, his voice drowsy.

"Don't talk, Georgie," said Callie, her eyelids drooping.

"Sorry ta break it to ya kids, but ya're here!" announced the taxi driver, holding out his hand for the money. Callie slammed it into his hand before sliding off into the overwhelming darkness of the night. Little flurries of snow sprinkled down from the not-in-view clouds that hung above.

"It's dark," noted Izzie, feeling a bit lonely in the empty taxi.

"Yeah, makes't hard ta see," said the taxi driver, swerving slightly.

"Um, are you okay?" asked Izzie as he crossed into the wrong lane.

"Just hard to see," croaked the taxi driver. With a sigh of relief, Izzie noticed she was in front of her house. "See ya!" she called, hopping out of the car. Her eyes closed shut as she plopped onto her warm, welcoming bed.