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Chapter Title: "Wake Up Screaming" by Gary Allan

Half Love

"Wake Up Screaming"

Watchin' shadows dance in the ledge
Suddenly you appear then you whisper in my ear
And I jump right over the edge
Just a dream that I seem to recall
Can't you tell me which doctor to call
Tell him please I'm not feelin' too well…
I wake up screaming' when your dream goes by –
"Wake Up Screaming"
By Gary Allan

February 4th, 2006

8:00 A.M.

George slipped quietly in to Ellie's hospital room, one of her smaller black suitcases in his hand. Izzie had put together a bag for Ellie, even figuring out which gifts were for days four and five, and had asked George to take it in to the room. Izzie was still having trouble going in to the room. George set the bag down at the end of the bed and sat down in the empty chair near the window.

"Hey El." George scooted the chair closer to her bed. "So, you can't be mad at Izzie and Meredith when you wake up…Izzie thinks you hate her, and Meredith…well, Meredith is Meredith. She acts like she doesn't care, but she does." George took a deep breath, unaware that Addison had come in to the room. "You can't be mad at the Shepherds either. Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd had been sitting here pretty much all morning, and Dr. Shepherd…well, he was here, but Dr. Webber made him go home. Dr. Webber tried to get both of them to go home, but Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd refused." George laughed. "Dr. Shepherd protested going home without her, but she wouldn't let him say no. You were right. She does that a lot."

Addison stepped out of the shadows of the room, smiling. "George…"

He jumped. "Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd…"

"George, I told you, if you're going to hang around Ellie, you're going to have to call me Addison."

George nodded. "Is this another one of those 'I wont take no for an answer' things?" Addison nodded. "Okay…"

She smiled. "Good." Addison set a wrapped package on the table next to the bed and sat down in what had become her more permanent chair.

"Is that her day four gift?" Addison nodded. "I think Izzie put yours in the bag." He said, pointing towards the end of the bed.

"Oh…" Addison grinned. "Tradition says we open them together…even if it's a day late."

"You two are big on tradition, aren't you?"

Addison laughed. "It keeps the Thirteen Days going. Otherwise it would probably fall apart."

"Why?"

Addison shrugged. "I guess because we're not organized enough to make sure it happens. Saying it's tradition makes it so that we remember to do it." George cocked one eyebrow. "I know it doesn't really make any sense, but it's logical to us."

George laughed. "Okay, sure."

"How much about our relationship did Ellie tell you?"

George shrugged. "I dunno. We played twenty questions yesterday, and she told Izzie and I some stories the night before but…not much."

"I grew up with just an older brother, and Ellie…well, she didn't get to know her sister until she was 16. There are things sisters do; connections they share, that Ellie and I found in each other." Addison laughed. "People think we're strange, but…George, do you have siblings?"

"I have brothers. They're nuts. And when I'm with them…I'm kind of nuts." Addison laughed. "So I know what you mean. It's hard when other people don't get it."

"Its especially hard for Ellie. She has a sister, but she and Meredith aren't close. They never really got the chance to be." George nodded and then groaned as his beeper went off. "Are you still on shift?"

"Unfortunately, and now that Ellie's unable to work, Webber assigned this peppy 2nd year Resident that makes even me sick." George made a face. "Not many people make me sick."

Addison wrinkled her nose. "Ew. Well, you know, if you guys chase her away, I can probably convince Webber to let me take over."

George's eyes widened. "That would be fantastic, Addison." He jumped up. "That…oh man, I have to tell Cristina." He left the room smiling, and Addison leaned towards Ellie.

"Hey, kid…not all of them hate me anymore."

12:00 P.M.

"Shepherd, I though I told you to go home." Derek cringed as Richard walked up behind him.

"Oops." Derek turned around. "Okay, you did. But there isn't anyone there except the dog, and its too quiet. And I'm worried about Addie sitting here by herself."

"She's not by herself." Derek raised his eyebrows and Richard pointed him towards Ellies room. Derek looked in the window and saw Addison sitting with George and Izzie. "You don't need to worry. Go home."

"Why can the three of them stay but I can't?" Derek whined.

"Because…Stevens and O'Malley just got off shift and haven't been sitting by her all morning, and Addie is her doctor." Richard looked down. "Not to mention, she wont leave."

Derek laughed. "She wont listen to you?"

"No."

"That's priceless." Derek grinned. "Classic Addison." Richard rolled his eyes. "I'm not leaving. I don't care if you gave me the day off, I'm not going home." As Derek blew past Richard and in to the room, Addison let out a contagious laugh.

"No way."

George nodded. "We hid in the bathroom. Eating pizza. For hours, until Meredith would come home and the dog would follow her around."

Izzie laughed. "And that only worked for a few days. Then Doc started eating Merediths clothes…she finally agreed that the dog was crazy."

Addison looked behind her at Derek. "They gave us a psycho dog."

"He likes me."

Addison rolled her eyes. "Only because you let him jump all over you and you run around outside with him."

"I like dogs." Derek said, crossing his arms.

Addison sighed. "You're impossible."

Derek shrugged. "If you say so." He motioned towards Ellie. "How is she?"

Addison shrugged. "She's fine, she just hasn't woken up yet."

"Hmmm…" Derek sighed. "Have you eaten?"

Addison swallowed hard. "Yes…"

"Liar." Derek smiled. "O'Malley, how about you come with me, and we'll get these ladies some food."

"Okay." George stood, took one last look at Ellie and followed Derek out of the room.

"He likes her, doesn't he?" Addison asked.

Izzie shrugged. "I'm not sure. He might. You think he's got a chance?"

Addison shrugged. "I don't know. Mark hurt her pretty bad…actually, I cant really blame that on him." Addison looked down. "George might have a chance…but he should really make his move."

"Yeah." Izzie smiled, thinking about how George was still waiting for Meredith. "He really should."

2:00 P.M.

Ellie curled up on her side, pulling Marks arm tighter around her. She couldn't help but be happy. They were together…after that stupid fight they'd had at the hospital, he's come over to her apartment and apologized, and it had just made her feel better. There was still something a little off with him, but she was sure that at some point everything would go back to normal. Marks phone began to ring, and he reached over to the bedside table and picked it up.

"Hello?...yeah…now?...okay…yeah, sure…I'll be there soon." He sat up and looked her in the eye. "I'm sorry baby, they need me at the hospital. There's a surgery that Derek is doing…they need my help."

Ellie nodded. "Sure. Go." He kissed her forehead and got out of bed, dressing quickly and giving her one last kiss on the lips before bolting out the door.

>>>

Ellie had just sat down on the couch, a drink in hand, when someone knocked lightly on the door. She muted the television, set her drink down and stood. She was hoping it was Mark, and he'd forgotten his key or something. He hadn't been around much lately.

"Derek?" Her best friend's husband, and boyfriends best friend, stood in the doorway, drenched from the New York rain, a grim look on his face.

"I didn't know where else to go."

Addison and George were watching Ellie as she began to sweat and her heartbeat began to rise.

"Is she…?" Addison nodded. "Should we wake her?"

"No. She'll wake up." As soon as the words came out of Addison mouth, Ellies eyes shot open, and she sat up, but instead of screaming, she was crying. "Ellie?" Addison moved to hug her friend, and Ellie pulled away.

"Don't. Don't touch me. I hate you." George moved to Ellie and pulled her in to his arms. She began to cry in to his chest. "Derek…I…I need Derek." George nodded, kissed her forehead and left the room. Derek was right outside, and before Addison could even open her mouth, Derek was sitting at Ellies side, holding her in his arms. "I…I…"

"Sssshhh…" He said, rocking her back and forth. "You're okay, you're okay…" Addison collapsed in to the chair, watching the exchange with a look of panic.

George grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. "Are you okay?"

"I…she didn't even want to look at me." Addison said, still panicked. "I mean, I can understand her wanting Derek, he was always able to comfort her, but…she wouldn't even look at me…"

"Do you think the dream was about the affair?"

Addisons panicked expression began to calm, as if she hadn't even thought of that. "Oh my god, George, you're right. I didn't even think of that." She took a deep, shaky breath. "That had to be what it was."

George nodded. "Maybe you should go get some coffee or something. I'll talk to her, and let her know you want to talk to her, and maybe she'll change her mind."

Addison smiled. "Thanks George." He nodded and she headed down the hall as he went back in to the room.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking Ellie in the eye as he made his way over to the bed. Derek was still sitting next to her, but was no longer clutching her to his chest.

"Yeah." She took a deep breath. "I don't remember a lot. What happened?"

George looked at Derek and received a look that said 'you tell her'. "Because the baby was losing oxygen, he began to attack your body, trying to get air. You were in a lot of pain, and Izzie and Meredith called Addison and Derek, and you went in to surgery." George took hold of her hand. "Addison saved your uterus and ovaries, but the baby, obviously, died, and you probably wont be able to get pregnant for a long time. Maybe never."

Ellie nodded. "Addison operated on me?"

"Yeah." George sighed. "Look, I don't know what set you against her a few minutes ago, but she really wants to talk to you…"

"Where is she?"

"She went to get coffee. She's been here since one o'clock this morning."

Ellie nodded. "I remember her coming in this morning…but I don't remember much else."

"Ellie?" She turned to Derek, who still looked very worried. "What were you dreaming about?"

She looked down. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Ellie, Addison was the first person here when you woke up, and George said you snapped at her. Obviously something triggered that…"

Ellie sighed. "I was lying next to Mark, and then his phone rang, and he said he had to go to the hospital, and the next thing I knew you were at my door, upset and soaking wet…" Ellie looked down. "I didn't mean to snap at her…I just…"

"You were dreaming about one of the worst nights of your life…which she caused…its understandable." Derek said. Someone knocked on the window, and when George turned he noticed that it was Addison.

"Do you want to see her?" He asked. Ellie nodded and George waved the okay to Addison. She came in the room, and George and Derek left, leaving the two women alone.

"George said you operated on me." Addison nodded. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that…"

Addison set her cup of coffee down on the table and sat down in the chair. "It's okay, honey…" Ellie slid over on the bed and Addison stood and then sat down next to her. "Were you dreaming about the affair?" Ellie nodded. "Okay. How are you feeling otherwise?"

"Okay, I guess. I don't remember a lot past you showing up last night."

"You were in a lot of pain. Your body was trying to have a miscarriage, and the baby didn't want to go, so he was attacking your body."

"Everyone keeps saying he…"

"It's better than saying it. You cant tell until 13 weeks…you know that…"

Ellie sighed. "Yeah, yeah, I know." Ellie leaned her head on Addisons shoulder. "Am I going to be okay to go on our getaway?"

Addison laughed. "You should be."

"Good." Ellie cringed and lifted her head. "Damn. I don't have your day four gift with me."

Addison reached for the bag at the end of the bed. "I think George said Izzie put it in here." Addison opened the bag and held it on her legs.

Ellie smiled. "She did." Ellie grabbed a wrapped package and Addison set the suitcase down on the floor and took her own wrapped package from the table by the bed. Addison handed Ellie hers, and took her own from Ellies lap, and both women set to opening them. Ellie pulled out an original copy of the Disney movie Peter Pan, along with coloring books, a salt and pepper set, and limited edition plates with Peter Pan on them. "Addie! Where did you find all of this?"

Addison smiled. "I was going to give it to you for Christmas, but…well, we didn't spend it together. I've been collecting it since last year."

Ellie smiled. "Thank you. Now, open yours moron."

Addison pulled the top off of the box and pulled out a Martini set signed by James Dean, Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis, jr. "I cant believe you found this."

Ellie looked at the box. "There are two Martini glasses, and a mixer in there, I'm pretty sure. The mixer is the one signed." Addison hugged Ellie and set both of their boxes on the table by the bed.

"Thank you." Ellie nodded and leaned back in to the pillow. "I'm sorry."

Ellie stared at her, a blank expression on her face. "For what?"

"I just…I'm sorry. For everything."

Ellie scoffed. "Addison…we agreed not to have this conversation until after the Thirteen Days were over. I want to enjoy this as much as possible. I'm going back to New York in a couple of months, and we wont be able to see each other as much."

"I thought you were going to try to stay here."

Ellie shrugged. "Richard doesn't seem too keen on the idea."

Addison smiled. "We'll change his mind." Ellie raised one eyebrow. "We will. You're staying. You'll be the second best neurosurgeon in Washington."

Ellie laughed. "If you say so…" Ellie put her head back on Addisons shoulder and Addison leaned back in to the pillow, closing her eyes. "No matter how many times I snap at you…I still love you, soeur."

"I love you too sorella."

Okay, so that's it for Day Four part II. I hope you liked it!

By the way, soeur is French for sister, and sorella is Italian for sister. Incase you were wondering.

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