Author's Note: I've decided it gets too confusing having both points of view in each chapter, so I'm going to alternate with Addison speaking in one chapter and Derek in the next, etc. Also, I never realized how addicting reviews are, so keep them coming! One more note, I'm going to try to update more often now that college has given my life back. Let me tell you, the pre-med major is tough!

My plane landed in Seattle after six and a half hours of nonstop airtime. After claiming my baggage, I walked over to the closest car rental station and rented a Toyota Camry. I slapped a credit card onto the desk and collected the keys from a petite blonde woman who kind of reminded me of the Kewpie dolls my sisters played with as kids. Her whole face looked like it was made of plastic. Then, I stepped out into the rain Seattle is known for and searched out the car I had rented from the Kewpie doll named Rainbow. Seriously. Her name was Rainbow.

After loading my suitcases into the trunk of the car, which smelled like beer and cigarettes, I turned on the radio. As my luck would have it, "I Will Always Love You" by Whitney Houston blared into the car. The song that Addison and I danced to at our wedding made my ears ring.

"Damn it!" I shouted, banging my fists onto the steering wheel. "Damn."

Pulling into traffic, I headed toward Seattle Grace. I wasn't due to meet Richard for another hour and a half, but it had also been awhile since I drove around Seattle. I began flipping through the radio stations and let my mind wander to my new job as head of neurosurgery. There was only one staff member other than Richard and Patricia that I was even remotely familiar with. Preston Burke. In New York, he was known as a cocky and arrogant cardiothoracic surgeon, but everyone also knew he was the best. Mount Sinai would have loved to have him join there staff. I came to the conclusion that he would be my biggest competition for chief whenever Richard decided it was time to retire.

"Derek, hello!" I was greeted by Patricia upon arriving at Seattle Grace.

"Hello. It's good to see you again. How are you and your family?"

"We're all doing very well. I'm a grandma now!" she beamed at the mention of the new joy in her life.

"Excellent! Congratulations!"

"So, the chief tells me you'll be joining our staff."

"That's the plan."

"Wonderful! He's just finishing up rounds. While we wait on him, can I get you something to eat or drink? You must've had a long flight."

"Some coffee would be nice, but it's on me. What would you like?"

"Oh, no. I'm fine. Let me show you to Richard's office. There is a coffee cart just down from there."

"Okay. You lead the way." I followed Patricia through the hospital and down a corridor leading to the offices of the department chiefs.

"The coffee cart is around the corner. After you get some, go ahead and have a seat in Richard's office. I'll let him know that you're here, and he should be in shortly."

"Thank-you, Patricia."

I gazed around the office that could potentially become my own, and I couldn't help but think Addison's decision to screw my best friend couldn't have come at a better time. Richard would be retiring in the next couple of years, and I never would have known had she not cheated on me. It was tempting to go around the desk and sit in the big leather chair that made the office seem more eloquent.

"Derek! How was your flight?" Richard interrupted my daydreams of being chief.

"It was okay. I had a seat in the business class, and I slept for the majority of it."

"So, care to tell me what brings you to Seattle?"

"How about I hold off on that one, and you fill me in on my new job?"

"Derek, what makes a man sell his multimillion dollar practice, leave his beloved wife, and move across the continent?"

"That's just it, sir."

"What?"

"My wife. I…I caught Addison in bed with another man." I tried to hide it, but the tears in my eyes were painfully obvious.

"No! Not Addison! You two were the most loving couple I have ever met."

"I'd rather not talk about it anymore."

"I understand. How would you like to have dinner with me and Adele this evening?"

"That would be nice. How is she?"

"Well, she's been having some headaches, but I just hired this new neurosurgeon. Maybe he could check on her at some point…."

"Chief, I am honored that you would give me permission to treat your wife. It's an honor."

"Okay, then. Go to your hotel and get cleaned up. Come by our house around seven, and be hungry. Adele is fixing something really nice."

"Sure thing, Chief."

Later that evening, I held a bottle of Merlot and a bouquet of flowers as I rang the Webbers' doorbell. When Richard answered, looking a little pale, I knew something had gone wrong. He ushered me into the house, and I set the flowers and wine on a table in the hall.

"Where is she?" I asked as Richard led the way.

"She was beginning dinner when she said she was getting another one of the headaches. I went upstairs to shower, and told her to lie down, that I would help her when I finished." He led the way into the kitchen where Adele was lying on the floor with a wet towel across her eyes. "I came back downstairs about twenty minutes later and she was sitting in the kitchen floor, bleeding."

"It looks like she passed out with the knife in her hand, but you took care of that, Chief. The sutures look really nice." I referred to the freshly sewn wound on Adele's arm. "Adele? Can you hear me? What hurts?"

"My head and my arm. Ohhh."

"It's okay. Don't try to sit up." I helped Adele settle back onto the floor. "Call for an ambulance. I need to get her in for a CT as soon as possible."

"Yeah. Okay." Richard had become even more pale.

"Adele's going to be fine. I just need to see what's causing the headaches and fainting. Then we can fix it." I turned again to Adele. "Have you had any other symptoms? Adele. Shit! She's seizing. Go out to my car, and bring in my black briefcase! I have some Diazepam in a kit in the front pocket. Hurry!"

Up next: More Mark/Addison and what's wrong with Adele? Can Derek save her?