Disclaimer: Writing two update a day, well more like a night, make it hard to actually think of a different disclaimer every time. So I'm being unoriginal for this one. I don't own Grey's Anatomy or Derek and Addison (the two people in this update). I just borrow it all to play sometimes. So no suing.

So yeah, this chapter is happening at the same time as Meredith and Ryan's chapter. Well after Derek took off. Because he had to go somewhere. So he went home, well to the hotel and the one person he's been avoiding is there. So yeah...when Meredith is stuck dealing with Ryan, Derek is stuck dealing with Addison. And life is startingto get messy and complicated. Yay for that. This chapter is from Addison's perspective.

Enjoy!

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I had grown up always assuming that one day I'd get married and be the perfect wife, have the perfect family and be just well, perfect. That had been my goal. That was my dream when I married Derek.

Of course somewhere along the way life had gotten in the way.

Now I wasn't the perfect wife with the perfect family. Now I was the wife who had gotten consumed by my carreer and decided that a family might not be as important as it once was, much to the annoyance of my less than perfect husband. I was the wife who had managed to go a week without saying anything important to the man I married. And somewhere along the way I had become the wife that had hot, dirty, amazing sex with an intern.

Addison Forbes Montgomery Shepherd did not have affairs.

I heard the door of the hotel room open and was surprised to turn around and find my husband standing in the doorway, looking frazzled and confused. His face dropped into a small oh when he saw me but he entered the room without saying a word, throwing his jacket on our bed. I felt invisible, more so than I ever had in New York.

"So you signed the contract," I said finally.

"How did you know?" Derek asked me, a look of confusion contorting his beautiful face. If there was thing I could say for my husband was that he aged well.

"You're name on the board today was a dead give away. Besides Webber asked me to sign as well, assuming you'd want me here," I said, trying to keep the bitterness out of my voice, trying to act like nothing was wrong with Derek making this decision without me. "Were you planning on telling me?"

Derek sat down on the edge of the bed, his head falling into his hands as he ruffled his hair with his fingers. "I was going to...I just..." he says, trailing off, the torment obvious in his voice.

I found myself sitting down beside him. It was the closest we had been in a long time. "How did we get here, Derek?"

"I don't know, Addie," Derek said, I can hear the sadness and regret in his voice and almost forget to be mad at him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I said, feeling a little repetitive but I needed an answer. I needed something.

"I was going to, I was. You just haven't been here, " Derek said, still looking at the ground.

"What exactly does this mean for us, Derek?" I asked him, almost afraid to hear his answer. I knew he was never here now. I knew he was always away. I even had heard the hospital rumours, the ones all about his questionable friendship with a young female intern. I didn't trust those rumours, he hadn't been here long enough to have questionable friendships. He wasn't the type to have questionable friendships. But still, I heard what people said. And he was never here.

"It means you have a choice to make," he answered simply, because there was nothing else he really could say.

I had a choice to make. New York City, shopping, friends, Prada and Gucci. Or Seattle, rain, my husband and who knows what else. I loved New York. I was New York. But Derek was my husband. We had been married for 11 years, that was 11 Christmases, 11 birthdays. He was my family. And maybe right now we weren't in a good spot, maybe things has been bad about us for a couple years, ever since I told him I didn't want children. But he was my husband. And I owed him this, after taking away children, I owed him Seattle. Alex Karev quickly crossed my mind. After a night of drunken sex with another man I owed Derek this. He was my husband.

We were Derek and Addison, that had to mean something. After all this time that still had to mean something.

"I'll sign my contract tomorrow," I finally said.

"You will?" Derek said. I didn't have to look at him to see the surprise on his voice, I could hear it in his voice. Mixed in with something that sounded an awful lot like dissapointment but I chose to ignore that. For the sake of my marriage I needed to ignore that.

"Yeah," I say quietly as we fall into silence, both looking at the floor below our feet. Typically a married couple should be celebrating this kind of decision, but for the last couple of years nothing had been typical between us, nothing at all. "So I heard something about you and a slutty intern."

"Meredith isn't slutty," he answers immediately, with more fire in his voice than I've heard in a long time. "And we're just friends, Addie. She has a boyfriend," he says, the bitterness clear in his voice. And I couldn't help but wonder if things would be different if this Meredith didn't have a boyfriend. Of course I won't ask anything. Because that would be facing it. And if we faced what it could be, it wouldn't make it very easy to work on the mess our marriage was.

"Oh. So where are we going to live?" I asked him.

"I bought land out by the river," and then his face lights up and he laughs quietly. "According to Meredith I bought a forest."

"Oh," I say again, not quite sure how to take that last comment. Because I didn't want to live in a forest. And something about him showing it to Meredith seemed wrong. "Are we going to build a house?"

"I don't know," he said sighing, and shifting slightly on the bed. "I think I'm going to go shower and head to bed," he finally said.

I lean over, planning on giving him a kiss, knowing it had been a long time since we had done that. But at the last second he turned away, forcing my lips to find his cheek as he pulled away from the bed. He ran his fingers through his hair, sighing yet again, and I couldn't help but think that my husband was less than thrilled that I had decided to follow him to Seattle.

So tell me isn't happiness worth more than a gold diamond ring.

Wow. That ended up being a lot sadder and more heartbreaking than I intended. Because this marriage is falling apart, but Addie is too terrified to admit it to herself. So she sacrifices New York and moves for him because he's her family. And she doesn't really know what else to do. So she's sticking because he's her husband. And that has to mean something. So she's giving up all this to make it work. And he's in love with another woman. It's all kind of heartbreaking. And you can't but feel sorry for this woman that's clingy to something that is already dead. It's just...sad.

And honestly I didn't know I had it in me to write Addek. I've never written any Addek before, besides fighting and stuff. This chapter has shocked me. My love for this chapter has shocked me. I blame it on my boyfriend love for Addie...he's poisoned me.

So yeah, more updates should be up tomorrow. It's the plan. However it's also my last day with my boyfriend before he leaves so I can't promise that I'll be in the mood but I'm going to try. Really try.

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