I've fixed my dilema. I simply excluded Meredith from the chapter. Yay! Update!

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Addison Shepherd was standing by the elevators on the third floor completely uninvolved in a Game. Preston Burke stood beside her, gently tapping a ballpoint pen on the side of his hand. The redhead looked around carefully before leaning over to Burke and whispering, "Grey and Yang have been playing, too." She hid a smile when his eyes closed in frustration.

"Remind me again, Addison, how I got into this?"

"It was my second day here. You asked me how I was doing, and I said fine. You asked about the interns, I said they were very good, and that Dr. Stevens showed promise in my field. You said that she seemed to get too emotionally attached. I said I was like that once, and it's easier to get less emotional than it is to get more so. You remarked on how Karev was such an example. And then I turned to you and said, 'They seem to work very well together, but Dr. Stevens attempts to show her hatred of him every chance she gets.' And then you said—"

"We all know what that means," Preston finished for her. He groaned. "And now you're telling me that two of the interns are playing, too?" Addison nodded. "Yang and Grey?" She nodded again. "It infuriates me that we have nothing better to contemplate than the status of a relationship between our interns."

"Preston, calm down. You've exceeded your syllable limit for the day."

"But to blow a few instances of eye contact completely out of proportion is..."

"A rather amusing way to pass time." He fumed silently. "Time, which, of course, could be used to pursue other means. Such as..." She broke off, her hand twisting in that way that people do, when they want to say something useful. It looks like they're trying to turn a very large shower knob. With a talon hand. Burke looked at her strangely and she gave up.

"I cannot believe this." Alex Karev came to stand next to him.

"Believe what?" asked Alex.

"That there was cake in the locker room, but we didn't get a piece," Addison said quickly. Burke gave her another look, and she just raised her eyebrows.

"There was cake!" The intern said, while the surgeon growled "in the locker room!"

"I heard it was Silverman's hundredth successful surgery," she continued.

"Silverman?"

"A new resident." Alex looked skeptical. "At the hospital, not her entire career, Karev."

The elevator dinged open to show Isobel "Izzie" Stevens feigning occupancy by reading through a chart. Burke acted quickly and poked two fingers into Montgomery-Shepherd's arm before she opened her mouth. The woman glared at him.

Izzie stepped off the elevator, and did that little thing where people looked up in passing and then stopped and stared because. Well, because they were about to run into three other people.

"Oh, Dr. Shepherd. Dr. Burke." She stopped at Alex and narrowed her eyes for an instant.

"Dr. Stevens," he said, in a cordial, rather smug voice.

"Dr. Karev."

"Dr. Stevens, are those, by chance, the results of the test that we ordered for our patient?" She made no reply. "Because if they are, I'm surprised that you didn't tell me, and I'm lucky that I was here, when you happened to pass by, holding them." Addison exchanged smiles with the man next to her.

"You're not even on this case! You just want it so you might scrub in on a good surgery instead of helping the nurses all day," Izzie said, glaring at Alex.

"But either way," Alex said, turning to walk with her, "I want in on the surgery, and I have free time. I want to learn," he continued in a complete bullshit voice, "About the very essences of...anemic porphyria." Addison chanced a very long shot glance at the paper Stevens was holding protectively. She was quite sure that neither the words 'anemic' nor 'porphyria' were on there.

"I'm giving these to Dr. Shepherd," Izzie snapped.

"Excellent, then I can come with you, and be edified of your most certain to be intriguing case." They continued bickering down the hall, Izzie's blond hair twitching furiously as her gaze alternated from the space ahead of her and the obnoxious human being at her side.

"I win," Burke said, and looked forward again. He blinked. "The elevator's gone."

"So it is."

Alex and Izzie arrived at the nurse's station, where Derek Shepherd was not seen. They made the usual inquiries at the desk. "He was just here, but I don't know where he went," was the answer.

"ALEX!"

"What?"

"Now we have to go find him!"

"Why?"

"Cos it's important. It's an important case!"

"What is the case?"

Izzie started off down one hall. "I'm not telling you," she said over her shoulder, sending one last glare at Alex.

As Izzie brushed past two people walking in the opposite direction, she distinctly heard the words "Two points."

"Cristina! Cristina, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to...give these tests to Dr. Shepherd, shove Evil Spawn's face in the toilet, and then I'm going to kill you! With a screwdriver!"

Cristina Yang looked bemusedly at George O'Malley, who asked, "What was that all about?"

"Nothing," she replied, a smirk spreading across her face. "It's five in the afternoon, I've been here for twenty hours, I needed something to amuse myself with."

"By having your life threatened," George pressed onward.

"Better than coffee. I don't think I've ever been threatened with a screwdriver before. This is what happens when I'm tired."

"Izzie kills you with a screwdriver."

"After she shoves his face into the toilet."

"She's shoving his face into the toilet?"

"That's true love right there, baby."

So. The next chapter will be the last. Thecontent is up to you: Do Izzie and Alex find out what The Game is?

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