Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or anything affiliated with Grey's Anatomy (unless you count posters and DVDs).

A/N: I hope you guys like it...keep the reviews coming! Its been the worst possible week ever...boys are stupid, so doing this is...helpful. Stay cool.

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All I want to do it find a way back into love, I can't make it through without a way back into love.

Meredith and Addison were mutually tearing up, sprawled out on the couch at Meredith's house, watching the final scene in Music and Lyrics.

"That is so sweet!" Addison commented, pulling the blanket she was sharing with Meredith up to her face to wipe the sporadic tears that were falling.

"Why can't all the men of Seattle be that cute? I haven't seen any grande romantic gestures from them." Meredith questioned allowed. The two sighed at the same time, focusing on the romantic scene in the movie.

As if on cue, George padded across the living room, behind the couch.

"Could the two of you be more typical? Who does grande romantic gestures?" he asked, focusing on the screen, "This is so predictable...and I haven't even seen the movie!"

"Shut up O'Malley," Addison turned around and playfully scowled, then turning around to roll her eyes at Meredith.

"Yes Dr. Montgomery," he froze, continuing on towards the stairs.

"You can call me Addison...its not like I'm going to be your boss for a while," she nonchalantly commented. Nothing had gotten better since the two had gone to breakfast. Derek wouldn't allow Addison to stay in the hotel alone, so Meredith found herself hanging out with Addison a lot. Addison had finally made the brave decision to take a leave until she was better...or worse.

"So I'm not looking forward to tomorrow," Addison commented, turning slowly to face Meredith, "You better come see me during your breaks."

"Addison," Meredith began, thinking about her next round of chemotherapy that was starting, "Even if I didn't visit, which I obviously will, you are so freaking strong. You have so many people behind you too, you're a fighter!"

"Christina is lucky," Addison noted, "You seem like a pretty decent person to have as a 'person'."

"Well thanks," Meredith laughed, watching the credits roll onto the screen, "I try."

"You know," Addison shrugged, "Even though you have your person, I don't have a person in Seattle. So...I guess, can I come to you if I ever need to talk?"

Meredith grinned ear-to-ear. A month ago the two women had absolutely hated each other, "Only if you'll be compassionate when I have problems. That is one thing that Christina seriously lacks...and sometimes it would be nice to have."

"Of course," Addison responded, "But if you want compassion, I wouldn't come to me when I'm getting chemotherapy."

Meredith only laughed, tossing a pillow at Addison. Addison returned the gesture by swinging one into Meredith's face. It was already the making of a beautiful friendship.

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"Do you remember in New York," Derek began, clutching his wife's hand, "When we would go, during our free time, to that open-air market in Brooklyn?" Derek was doing all in his power to talk to Addison about something that wasn't the drug being administered to her.

Addison slowly smiled, "All the vendors were so sketchy, but we loved it."

"That we did," Derek kissed her forehead, "How are you feeling?" He knew that he couldn't beat around the bush forever. He knew that he'd run out of memories eventually with all the treatment she was soon to endure.

"Sleepy," she groaned, "How are you?"

Derek smiled, "I'm in love with you." Derek had forgotten how much he loved her smile, which was slowly creeping across her face.

"I have a question," he looked at her, "And I want you to answer it truthfully."

"Shoot," Addison looked at him, a little worried about what was about to come out of his mouth.

"Okay," he began, "Do you want me to take a leave with you so you don't have to always be alone?"

Addison looked Derek straight in the eyes, "Derek Shepherd, you CANNOT take a leave. You know that Richard will adjust your hours to however you'd like, but please do not completely leave this hospital with me."

"Are you sure?" he asked, "Just for a little while?"

Addison frowned, "No Derek! I want life to feel as normal as possible for as long as possible!"

"Fine," Derek sighed, "It was worth a shot." Derek's pager beeped. 911.

"I have to leave," he announced, lightly placing a kiss on her forehead, "I'll be as soon as I can." With his last words, Derek shot out of the room, almost taking down Meredith Grey on his way.

"Hey," he nodded to her, trying not to look her in the eyes. He was afraid that if they made eye contact; he would regret leaving her. Regretting was not something that he could do at the moment.

"Hi," she smiled tightly, continuing into the room of her new friend, equally ignoring Derek's eyes.

"Hey Addison," she smiled loosely at her friend, sitting on the edge of the bed, "Hows it going?"

Addison turned to face her friend, sitting up a little, "I am really sick of this bed."

"I understand," Meredith looked at Addison, thinking about the time that she had appendicitis.

"And I feel really gross," Addison explained, "I just...I feel sick." Addison frowned and sighed. She knew that this was only the beginning of a lot bigger issues, which included weight loss and the inability to hold anything in her stomach.

"I'm sorry," Meredith scooted a little closer to Addison, "I wish I could help you."

"And to make matters worse," she groaned, "Derek is...he is trying, but he's not doing the best job."

Meredith feigned surprise, but truthfully she wasn't surprised. She knew that Derek was back with Addison because he felt a responsibility that he had pledged in his vows.

"He is trying, he really is," Addison continued, "But...he just...he doesn't really know how to try with me anymore."

"I'm sorry," Meredith began, "I feel like that is partly my fault."

"It is," Addison joked. Meredith's face looked shocked. "I'm kidding!"

"Oh, Doctor Montgomery..." Meredith smiled, grabbing her friends shaky hand.

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"Meredith doesn't seem to care about us anymore," Christina pointed out, "Who does Addison Montgomery think she is...stealing my person!"

Izzy looked angered by the comment, "Addison is sick, her ex-husband is coddling her because he finally realized that he needs to shed the rest of his feelings for her, and Meredith is being supportive."

"She barely regards us anymore!" George turned around, "We found her first."

"She owes it to Addison," Alex turned around, looking at the other interns.

"What did she do to Satan?" Christina asked, continuing to change back into her street clothes.

"Don't call her Satan!" Izzy scolded her, sitting down on the bench.

"Why? Just because she's sick?" Alex asked, "Don't coddle her."

"She's a decent person!" Izzy sighed, "Meredith obviously approves, so you should too!"

"Why?" Christina looked like she was about to run out of the locker room.

"Because she's your person."

"Barely," Christina sighed, "She doesn't even know anything going on with me right now."

"It is all probably a phase," George pointed out, "Besides Dr. Montgomery is hot...I like having her around the house."

"George!" the other three interns reciprocated.

"We just have to win Mer back," Izzy shrugged, "Even if it means bringing Addison for the ride."

"Whatever, lets go drink," Christina sighed, opening the door to the locker room and walking out into the hospital. She wanted her person back.

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