Title: Sick Day

Author: MissMouseMD

Rating: K+ for now

Disclaimer: Don't own it.

A/N: Sorry this is a short chapter, but it gave me a LOT of trouble. Microsoft Word kept freezing when I tried to save, so I had to rewrite it about 4 times, and then finally I copy-and-pasted, and opened it in Notepad. And I couldn't make it any longer, because I have to go to school. So, I might make another short chapter tonight, to make up for it. Anyway, please REVIEW!


Heal

Addison's POV

She really didn't know why she said it.

But Izzie sounded terrified.

And she did care what happened to the younger woman.

Even if she was her husband's ex-mistress.

"Okay, Izzie, I need directions to your house."

"Um, yeah, hold on."

She scribbles them down onto a piece of scratch paper.

"And Dr. Shepherd?"

"Yes?"

"Please hurry?"

She grabs her purse and gets into the car.

When she gets to the house, Izzie yanks the door open before she even has time to ring the doorbell, and practically drags her inside.

Meredith is lying on the bed, shivering, eyes glassy with fever. She notices their entrance.

"Mommy?"

She looks at Izzie in shock.

"She's delirious. Been like this for about half an hour now."

She nods, and walks over to the bed.

Feels Meredith's forehead.

It's burning with fever.

"Daddy doesn't love me either."

She looks to Izzie.

Izzie comforts Meredith.

"Of course Daddy loves you. Now please, Mere, get some sleep."

Meredith nods her head, but she's still shivering.

"Okay, we need to get her to the hospital. Izzie, give me a hand here."

Between the two of them, they manage to get Meredith to the car.

The drive to the hospital is tense.

She's starting to get really worried.

Meredith's still delirious.

"Daddy doesn't love me. And he doesn't, either."

She looks at Izzie.

"Who's "He"?"

Izzie just looks at her.

And then she knows.

He's her husband.

She wonders if Meredith knows that he still loves her.

That her marriage is falling apart because of her.

She doubts it.

They pull up in the parking lot.

Just her luck.

Her husband is going to his car.

He notices her.

Walks over.

"Hey, Addie, what's up?"

And then, he realizes that Izzie has gotten out of the car, too, and that Meredith is laid out in the backseat.

"What's going on here?"

She tells him.

"Meredith's sick, Izzie needed help, she tried to call you, but I picked up, and I offered to help, so here I am."

He's starting to freak out a little.

"Well, let's get her inside. How sick is she, exactly?"

Izzie joins the conversation.

"High fever, delirious, she was throwing up this morning, but not anymore."

He opens the door, and tries to pick Meredith up.

She recognizes him.

Tries to push him away.

But she's too weak.

He scoops her up anyway, and walks into the hospital with her in his arms.

She can't help but feel jealous.

His feelings are obvious.

But he's still her husband.

She's really regretting picking up that phone.


A/N: Please tell me what you think! Thank you!