AN: I have officially decided that this is post Addex-kiss. Because the kiss just makes everything better!

And a SERIOUSLY HUGE Thanks to Amorfati1013, Ciaobella06, and everyone else that reviewed! Without you guys, I NEVER would have written a second chapter.

Disclaimer: If I owned Grey's, there would be no spin-off, because Addison would be far too busy making out with Alex to go to L.A.

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The next day, Mark stood at the nurse's station, waiting for Addison to arrive. He found it slightly odd that he had gotten there before her, but decided that she was probably up all night. Depressed, alone, attempting to drink away her sorrows.

Ha. She needed him after all. She would come in feeling all lonely, and then he would swoop in and play the Knight in Shining Whatever. (As Grey called it.)

At that moment, he heard the elevator ding, and he turned just in time to see the doors open and reveal Addison standing front and center.

Wait…was she…grinning?

Sure enough, she was strolling down the hallway in, of all things, a yellow sundress, grinning ear to ear.

What the heck had happened to depressed and lonely?

She marched herself up to the nurse's station, deposited her coffee on the counter, and started flipping through her patients' charts. "Good morning, Mark!" She said cheerily

At this point, he was just plain confused. "Morning, Addison. What's with the new look?" Addison scanned her dress and white heels.

"What? You don't like it?" she asked, obviously not caring whether he did or not.

"I love it. I just don't understand why you of all people, would wear a sundress to work." She gave him a small smile as she picked up her charts and coffee, and started turning to leave.

"I guess I'm just feeling…bright and shiny!" And with that, she practically skipped her way down to her office.

What had just happened?

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She had woken up in such an incredible mood this morning. The thought of Alex bringing her flowers made her want to jump out of her chair and do a 'happy dance' Nothing could bring her down today, not even the Man-whore. She supposed that she was, in fact, feeling bright and shiny.

She opened her office door and admired, for what she knew was the umpteenth time, her beautiful lilies. She sat down and opened her desk drawer to start her work. But something caught her off guard.

It was the rather large box of chocolates sitting on top of everything else in the drawer.

Her breath caught in her throat, and even though she knew it to be a complete cliché, she was sure her heart skipped a beat when she realized who must've put them there.

She slowly lifted the box out of the drawer and set it on her desk. It was a huge red velvet box, with a gold satin ribbon tied around it. Of course, there was no card. Not that she needed one.

After a momentary pause, she lifted the lid off the box and gasped

Inside was a map of the entire box, with all the names and fillings of each chocolate inside. But across the top of the page, in large, carefully scrawled print, was a message.

"To help you find the one you most desire."

A million thoughts started running through her mind at once.

How did Alex come up with something this thoughtful?

Where did this leave her with Mark?

What if he was just talking about chocolates?

Did this mean he wanted her after all?

Obviously he didn't want her to know that he had sent them, or the flowers. But then why would he write that note?

Wait…there were chocolates sitting a foot away. And they looked delicious.

Maybe just one.

Ok, maybe two, she decided as she happily bit into the candy.

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He had told himself he wouldn't do that again He knew she wasn't stupid. She was going to figure it out, especially now that he had written that note, he decided as he stood in the empty elevator.

Oh sure, when it comes to medicine, he stops to think. But does he ever think when it's HIS life? Nope. He just plows right on through. She was going to be furious with him. He'd get stuck fetching coffee for Sloan for the rest of his internship. He stepped out of the elevator and went to get patient charts.

He was definitely not doing that again… No matter how much he liked seeing her smile, or being the cause of it.

He heard her office door open, and he tried to look interested in a folder of lab results. But what he saw out of the corner of his eye demanded his full attention. He turned toward her, and he was sure his mouth was hanging open. She was walking toward him wearing a sundress and, what he decided was, a slight smirk.

"Morning, Karev." His mind took a moment to emerge from the haze. "I uh, yeah, morning, Dr. Montgomery. You look…"

'She looks what? Beautiful? Hot? Yeah right, she'd probably slap me."

"Nice." He finally said. Her eyes caught his, and for a moment he was sure his cover was blown. "Thanks. So, we should…get to our patients."

"Patients, right." At this point, anything that didn't include him stuttering like an idiot sounded like a good idea.

He started towards the first room, and Addison grinned behind him.

"Oh, yes Alex. I'm on to your little game."

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