You Can't Always Get What You Want Chapter Two --
All the interns stood at the desk, looking over charts. Cristina looked up, hearing the clacking of heels. Expensive Prada heels, she noticed upon closer examination.
"Where are McDreamy and McBitch off to?" She intoned to Meredith.
Meredith looked up to see Derek give her a small wave and smile.
She smiled back, watching him leave.
Addison glanced over at the group of them, and Alex winked. She looked away quickly.
"Some kind of conference-review thing for their graduating class. I don't know- he wouldn't get very specific about it."
Meredith was relieved to see that Derek and Addison didn't exchange a single word as they left the hospital. She didn't think she could have taken seeing them walking out together, laughing and talking.
They suddenly heard the clapping of hands, and turned around to see Bailey looking, as always, incensed.
"Hey hey HEY! Just because Mommy and Daddy are leaving
for the weekend doesn't mean it's time to slack off!
People in Seattle still gonna be doing stupid things
that we gotta stitch up! You got your assignments- get
to work!"
She walked off in a huff.
"Does it bother you that he's going with her?" Izzie asked, looking at the hospital doors swinging shut.
"Yeah…but I mean, I couldn't just whine about it all morning."
"It's no big deal, Meredith- she's totally over him"
Izzie shrugged.
"You're right. Don't you think?" Meredith looked at Cristina.
"Yeah…Dr. Montgomery's still with McSteamy, anyway."
"No, they broke up." Izzie said.
"So she's not with anyone?"
Alex coughed, suddenly looked very interested in his charts.
"What do you think, Alex?" Meredith looked at him.
"They'll probably have ex sex." Alex shrugged.
"Oh, that's helpful." Izzie glared at him.
"Guys, shouldn't we…you know, get to work?" George suggested.
Everyone sighed, heading off their separate directions, except for Cristina and Meredith. They walked onto the elevator together.
"Cristina?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you care? If Burke was married before, and he had to go on a weekend conference with his ex-wife?"
"What's his fake ex-wife look like?"
"Um…Addison-ish."
Cristina considered this for a moment.
"Please answer faster." Meredith whined.
"Nope. Wouldn't care one bit." Cristina said a little too quickly.
"I hate you." Meredith sighed, leaning against the elevator wall.
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Derek and Addison sat in cramped quarters, sipping drinks- Addison, a vodka tonic and Derek, a scotch.
"I can't believe the hospital booked us in coach"
Addison sighed, trying to cross her long legs.
"I know. We should have just bought our own tickets"
Derek said.
"Yeah."
An awkward silence fell.
Addison waved to the flight attendant to refill her drink.
"Addison." Derek shot her a look.
"What?"
"We've barely even left the runway. Take it easy."
"You know I hate flying."
"We haven't seen these people in years. Do you want to show up trashed?"
Addison ignored him, shaking the ice in her drink.
"So…should we have the perfunctory conversation?" She looked over at him.
"Sure."
"How's Meredith?"
"Fine. How's Alex?"
She sighed.
"Derek…that…what you heard…it's nothing."
"So you didn't sleep with him?"
Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
"I don't really see how that's your business anymore."
"It's not. Just…I've got to say, Addi, I'm impressed.
Me, Mark, and now Alex. Must be exhausting."
"Yeah, who do I think I am? Meredith Grey?" She shot back.
Just then, their flight attendant approached with a big, cheesy smile. She handed Addison her refill.
"Anything else I can get you two?"
"A different seat?" Derek mumbled.
"Ass." Addison muttered.
"Drunk." Derek retorted.
The flight attendant's practiced smile wavered slightly.
"Anything else, just let me know!" She said, smiling so big it looked painful.
"Just keep 'em coming." Derek said, downing the rest of his scotch.
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Derek and Addison made their way through a mass of old classmates and colleagues to the sign-in table.
"Addison? Addison Shepherd?" A thin, tightly-wound looking woman grabbed Addison's arm with her skeletal grip.
Addison looked at her, trying to recall her for a moment.
"Sharon." Derek said quietly, rolling his eyes.
"Sharon!" Addison's face broke into a wide, practiced smile.
"Yes! Oh, god, it's so good to see you," She grabbed Derek's arm with her other bony hand, "And the hot hubbie! Nice to see some things never change!"
Derek laughed weakly, looking very uncomfortable.
"It's actually Dr. Montgomery now." Addison said, a little coldly.
Sharon's eyes flicked automatically to Addison's left ring finger.
"Oh…Oh, this is embarrassing."
"Don't be embarrassed. It just happened recently."
"But you guys are Derek and Addison! I mean, you two were practically an institution around here!"
They looked at each other.
"Were we now?" Addison said, picking up her nametag as well and smoothing it on her shirt with a look of distaste.
"Yeah! Everyone in our class either wanted to be you or sleep with you!"
Derek covered a laugh with a cough. Addison raised her eyebrows.
"Well…that's nice to hear."
"We'd better go sign in." Derek said.
"Yes. Good to see you, Sharon!" Addison said, as he took her arm, leading her away quickly.
"She always was a little off." Addison said quietly,
laughing.
"What field did she end up going in to again?" Derek asked.
"Dermatology."
Addison and Derek looked at each other, smirking.
"Well, that explains a lot."
"She always had a thing for you," Addison grinned.
She stopped for a moment, considering.
"And maybe me a little too."
Derek laughed despite himself.
They approached the sign-in table.
"Well, well. Don't you two look like the happy family again."
Addison and Derek turned around to see Mark Sloane,
casually affixing his nametag to his $300 button-down
shirt.
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A/N- More to come soon! Please review…