A/N: I'm so glad you like this! I'm going to try and finish it before the majority of S3 comes out, because I have other ideas I want to work on, but I'm definitely finishing this. So that means: 3 new chapters for you guys! Hope you like them!

Disclaimer: I don't own GA or anything on that show. In fact, Shonda owns my soul. Lol.

Enough: Chapter 5: Back Into the Wreckage

Addison woke up in an on-call room. Her dress had been carefully folded and put on the bed on top of her, as were her shoes. She was dressed in a pair of her pink scrubs, and her head was sore from being poked with pins all night. She looked at her watch. 4:00 a.m. Addison slowly got up and grabbed her things. Maybe she could sneak in a shower and slip her things into her car before all the interns got here.

Suddenly last night crashed into her. Addison gasped as visions suddenly exploded into her head of everything that had happened. The pain flooded her body. She suddenly felt exhausted.

Today was not going to be a good day.

She opened the door and tried to be discreet (yeah right, she was the only one in PINK scrubs) as she walked to the locker room. She felt a few eyes on her, but knew it was only her imagination. Once everyone found out, she'd have to take a walk of shame down this very hallway.

A few minutes later, she was washed and dried. Her red hair was in tight curls from all the hair spray she'd used. Addison considered trying to take it out.

Nah. Go with it.

She snuck out of the shower and hospital and into her car. She deposited the dress, shoes, and pins, and reapplied her makeup. She looked in the mirror and almost laughed. She had a war face on. Good.

Addison turned around and headed into the hospital. She didn't need to get ready, and her shift didn't start until 5, so she headed to Burke's room. Through this entire thing, she didn't forget about him. They were still friends, and at least he didn't know what had happened.

She was greeted by a strange sight as she walked into the room. Christina, Christina Yang was sitting by the bed, slumped over, asleep. Burke's head snapped up when she came into the room.

"Hey," he whispered.

"Hey," she whispered back. "How are you doing?"

"As good as expected," he answered. "What did you do to your hair. It looks...springy."

They laughed.

"So," Addison said, gesturing toward Christina, "she finally came around."

"Yeah."

"One happy ending."

"Yeah."

Meredith woke up the next morning in Izzie's room. Alex was on the floor, his resting up on the bed. Izzie was sprawled up near the pillows. Meredith turned to see where she was.

THUMP.

Meredith looked up from where she was now, on the floor. She rubbed her head, and shook Alex.

"Get up. We have to go to work. I'll give you a ride."

Alex's eyes flipped open. They silently got off the floor and hurried to get ready for work.

They stumbled through the door at 4:59. They looked at each other.

"Run," Alex advised.

They sprinted to Dr. Bailey, who looked at her watch as they got there. She looked at them and handed them their charts. Her mind was clearly elsewhere, but not enough to give them one of her famous looks. They ran off to do their patients.

An hour later, everyone's rounds were finished. The entire hospital was walking around in a sort of dream-daze. Last night was clearly on everyone's mind.

Meredith was just heading down the hall to get some breakfast when she ran into Derek. Their eyes met, then quickly looked away. Meredith walked a little faster to get to the elevator. It opened.

Addison.

"Going down?" she asked.

"Yeah," said Meredith, and got into the elevator.

This was not going to be a good day.

Meredith stood at the front of the elevator. Addison's eyes were burning into the back of her head. Or maybe she just felt guilty. She couldn't stand it. She had to turn around. When she did, she was shocked to see a face that mirrored her own.

Addison leaned forward, but Meredith was the one who pulled the STOP button.

"I have to talk to you," they said at the same time.

Ooooo...what will they do? Review!