Author's Note: Okay, it's not the most exciting chapter and it may be kinda short, but I promise things start to get more interesting in the next chapter! I've never actually written a multi-chapter fic successfully; I always give up after a few chapters, but at least I have plans for this one, so I'm determined to do it to the best of my ability at the moment and finish it! I should have chapter 3 up this weekend. I'm not sure exactly when because I have finals this week and next, and my sister's sweet sixteen is this weekend, so I'll be pretty busy. But it's half written, so I just have to finish and type it up. I usually hand-write the chapters first, because I tend to write them in class when I'm bored! hehe! Anyway, hopefully this chapter is good enough to hold you until the exciting ones! Read and review please!

Addison spent most of the morning avoiding Derek, but he managed to corner her just after lunch.

"We need to talk."

"Now's not good Derek. I have a surgery."

"No you don't, I checked the board."

"Well I have patients to check on."

"Dr. Stevens is looking in on them right now."

Feeling defeated, she agreed to talk. They went into one of the available private rooms where doctors often speak to the families of patients.

"So what do you want to talk about Derek?"

"I need to know what happened last night."

She took a deep breath. "Okay, I was going to tell you eventually after you calmed down. I was upset after our fight yesterday because it meant that you still didn't trust me. Mark found me on the bench and tried to flirt, but I turned him down. I told him that I love you."

She paused and Derek jumped in. "So how does an innocent conversation end up with him driving you to work this morning?"

"I'm not finished Derek! Do you think this is easy for me?" She felt tears springing to her eyes and she was shouting now.

"Do you think it's any easier for me to hear!" Derek yelled back.

She sighed and then explained the rest of the night to him a bit more calmly, and waited for his response.

"God Addie!" he shouted. "One little fight and you're sleeping with another man! I can't believe you!"

"Derek, I-"

"No. I'm not stupid enough to let you do this to me twice!" He turned and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

Addison stood there stunned; she was hoping he'd come back and forgive her. 'I should have expected this. I hurt him…again. I don't even forgive myself.'

Once again her eyes filled up with tears that were threatening to spill out, when her pager went off. She quickly wiped her eyes and hurried down the hall. That afternoon during a break she went back to the trailer, gathered her stuff, and left a note for Derek.

Derek,

I know you're angry, and my apology doesn't mean much right now, but I'm sorry and hopefully you'll be able to forgive me. I took some of my stuff and I'm staying at a hotel for a while. See you at work.

Love Always, Addison

Addison and Derek tried to avoid each other as much as possible at work. Whenever they couldn't, they would just act professionally, but the interns could sense that something seemed 'off' with them.

Addison tried little things, such as attempting to eat lunch with Derek, but he ignored her. At least last time she could tell herself that it was partly Derek's fault, because he had inadvertently driven her into Mark's arms; this time she had no one to blame but herself. Back in New York she had friends to support her. Even after Derek left, there was Mark, and Savvy and Weiss, and other people she had known for years. Here in Seattle she felt all alone. She was sure that most people at the hospital hated her, and they were really the only people she knew.

She figured that people knew something was wrong between her and Derek. Sometimes when she walked into a room it would suddenly get quiet and she could tell that they had been gossiping about her.

Five days after her conversation with Derek she sat alone in the cafeteria for the fifth day in a row.

A few tables away the interns were talking.

"Look at her." Cristina pointed with her fork. "This is the fifth day she's easting alone; it's getting kinda sad to watch."

"Maybe we should go over there," Izzie suggested, looking at Meredith for a sign of approval.

Meredith shrugged. "You go ahead."

"You're eating lunch with Dr. McHot? Count me in," Alex added, picking up his tray.

George laughed, Cristina rolled her eyes, and Meredith just shrugged again and stabbed her salad.

"Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd?" Izzie began when they reached her table.

"Yes, Dr. Stevens?"

"Do you want some company?"

Addison thought for a minute, not wanting to make conversation, but not wanting to alienate herself either.

"Sure," she replied, "but I can't stay too long, I have to get back…"

"That's cool," Alex assured her.

"So…where's Derek?" Izzie asked, trying to think of something to say, and not realizing that this was the wrong topic to bring up.

"He's, uh…really busy this week."

"Oh, I thought I saw him going to the deli next door a few minutes ago," Alex commented.

Sensing that Addison was uncomfortable, Izzie kicked Alex under the table.

"Ow!" he exclaimed. "What was that for?"

Izzie shot him a look.

"Maybe he was grabbing a sandwich to eat while he does research or something," she volunteered.

"Yes, probably. At least he's taking the time to eat." Addison faked a smile. "It was nice talking to you, but I really have to get back. See you later."

Izzie looked at Alex.

"What!" he asked. "I was just trying to help."

She shook her head in disbelief.

It was nearly 11pm by the time Addison got back to her hotel. She was exhausted and looking forward to taking a hot bath, something she couldn't do in the trailer, and then climbing into the warm bed for a few hours of sleep. She knew she wouldn't get too much sleep since she had to be at the hospital by 7am the next day. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the 7.

When it opened at her floor she stepped out, not even noticing the man who was about to step into the elevator. He saw her though.

"Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd?" he sputtered, surprised.

"George?" she looked at him, equally surprised.

"What are you…? I'm just…"

"It's okay George, you don't have to be nervous."

"Okay." He took a breath and seemed to relax. "I'm staying here for a while since

Dr. Burke kicked me out and my girlfriend lives in the basement of the hospital, so I kinda don't know where to go right now."

"Oh, I'm sorry George."

"It's okay, I'm good for now." He half-smiled.

"Are you still not speaking to Meredith?"

"No…no, I'm not."

"Oh." She looked apologetic. "I'm exhausted so I think I'll head back to my room."

"Yea, me too. I was just going downstairs to get a snack and then I'm gonna get some sleep too."

"Good night."

"Good night Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd."

"It's okay. When we're here, you don't have to use the full name and title," she said, meaning that he could call her Addison.

"Okay, um…good night doctor."

She smiled at his inability to feel comfortable enough to use her first name. "Night O'Malley."