Okay, honestly people. What the hell would Meredith be doing at the Space Needle in the dead of night?

The only reason that I am updating is because my best friend and boyfriend are whores. Don't get all excited, this is not a life imitating art thing, there was no sex. But she bailed on class and I am NOT going alone (it isn't even raining, it's misting, suck it up), but she waited to bail when I was awake enough that I wouldn't get back to sleep. So she is a whore. And my boyfriend is a whore because he is taking up the whole goddamn bed so even if I could get back to sleep, there is nowhere for me to sleep. Whore. You know, at this point, this early in the morning, I would find it easier to forgive them for sleeping together. I really would.

Seriously.

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"This is SO your fault."

"My fault?"

"You with your 'Addy, let's go to the Space Needle' and your 'Addy, I called you, I bought you land, I don't want to be McDreamy anymore.' Ugh."

"I'm not the one caught topless at the Space Needle by an officer of the law!"

"Well I wasn't the one that ripped my clothes off. Ripped Derek. I am barely decent here. That sweater is beyond repair, this camisole is being held together by a very hastily made knot that I really hope doesn't let go, because I couldn't find my bra, because you chucked it into a bush"

"I am bleeding profusely from the head!"

"Because you can't follow simple directions like 'watch your head'! The morons on 'Cops' can handle that one."

"Which one of you wants to make your phone call first?"

Addison and Derek glared at each other.

"I'll go," Addison grumbled, throwing Derek the remnants of her sweater, "You take care of that cut."

Derek pressed the clothe to his forehead again and nodded. "Who are you going to call?" he asked.

Addison turned back to him, "Mark?" she shrugged.

"Mark?" Derek questioned.

"Well who would you suggest?" Addison demanded. her hand on her hip, "Jacob? Steven? Andrew? Or maybe Julie? Amanda? Or how about Meredith? I'm sure she would love to get this call right about now"

Derek sighed and closed his eyes, "Ask him to be discrete.

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I fought the law and the law won

I fought the law and the law won

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"Dr. Sloane? Dr. Shepherd is on line 2. She says it an emergency."

Mark didn't look up from his patient, "Put her through," he paused, "Addison? Emergency surgery in progress, I'll call you back."

"Mark," Addison's voice filled the OR, "Take me off the intercom."

Mark sighed heavily as he moved away from his patient and allowed the nurse to prop the phone on his shoulder, "What's wrong?" He listen intently, "You what? For what?" he closed his eyes in frustration, "Addison..." he sighed, "I can't do anything about it right now," he paused, "Because I am in the middle of surgery. Emergency surgery."

He motioned to the nearest nurse to come over, "Can you get me Steevens?"

The nurse nodded and left.

"Okay, I am going to send Izzie, but it might take her awhile, and you are going to owe her for the rest of your natural life." Mark paused again, barely able to contain his annoyance at what Addison was telling him, "In 2 hours? Addison! What is wrong with you!" he clenched his fists tightly, "There will be someone there within the hour, but you do not get to be picky about who it is."

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"Steevens!"

Izzie stopped dead in her tracks half in half out of her jacket.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to go pick up Dr. Shepherd." Izzie said awkwardly.

"Which Dr. Shepherd?"

"Both..."

"Your in the middle of a shift and you are trying to leave to chauffeur attendings?"

Izzie opened her mouth to respond then reconsidered and closed it again.

"Out with it."

"I'm not doing as much chauffeuring, as I am ... posting bail."

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"This cell is freezing."

"That guy is staring at you."

Addison checked her watch again, "I have a C-Section scheduled to start in an hour."

"What do you think he did?"

"Who?"

"The guy staring at you."

Addison followed his gaze, "I think he's a pimp. And I think, he's staring at you."

Derek gave the alleged pimp a weary smile.

"Are you going to tell Meredith?"

Derek looked her right in the eye, "What do I tell her?"

Addison looked away, "What do you want to tell her?"

Derek reached over and took her hand.

"Derek," Addison began.

"Your free to go."

Addison and Derek looked up to see a large intimidating officer unlocking the door to their cell.

They followed him down the hallway, her hand still clutched tightly in his.

"Derek," she said softly, loosening her hand from his grasp, "Izzie," she explained.

Derek nodded then stopped short, "Is it to late to call Meredith?"

XXXX

Richard Webber stormed from the elevator, Addison and Derek following meekly behind him.

"Karev." Addison exclaimed, seeing the group of interns, and trying to get as far away from Webber as possible, "Get me a set of scrubs and the Robbin's chart, "Grey, get a sutures kit for Dr. Shepherd."

"Did they get mugged?" Cristina murmured to Meredith.

"Karev," the Chief called him back, "Leave the scrubs and the chart at the nurses station. Grey, hand that kit to Dr. Shepherd, he can patch himself up," Webber turned to Addison and Derek, "Office. Now."

"Lip reading?" Cristina whispered to Alex as they attempted to follow discreetly behind.

"Their here? Is the Chief mad?" Izzie asked joining her friends.

"You knew?"

"They called Mark."

"What happened?" Meredith whispered.

"Shhh," Alex warned. He sprinted ahead and caught the door to the office before it could latch.

The interns all moved to the window, watching Addison stitch up Derek's forehead and the Chief pacing back and forth.

"Did Dr. Shepherd just wink at McDreamy?" Cristina asked.

Izzie rolled her eyes.

"PUBLIC INDECENCY"

The interns eyes all bugged out of their heads and everyone within earshot stopped what they had been doing.

"My surgeons. My STAR. My prized neonatal surgeon and my HEAD of Neuro. My 5 MILLION dollar DREAM TEAM, are ARRESTED for having SEX at the GODDAMN SPACE NEEDLE."

"Oh you are kidding me." Meredith exclaimed.

"I tried to tell you," murmured Izzie.

"You knew!" Meredith and Cristina exclaimed.

"And you didn't tell me?" Meredith continued.

"I tried, you didn't want to know."

"Well tell me now."

"Derek and Addison are sleeping together."

"I see that. Since when?"

Izzie looked away, "Couple months maybe."

"What?"

"Mark thinks since they went to Vegas."

"This is unbelievable," Meredith exclaimed, "He is cheating on me with her."

Alex grinned, "Some people would call that Karma."

Meredith turned on him, "You are not helping."

"Hey, it's not my fault that one woman is clearly not enough for him."

"Shut up Alex."

"Actually," Izzie cut in, "He's kinda right. And there's sorta more.

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"Where did you hide the tequila?"

"I'm suppose to be working."

"But your not," Mark pointed out sitting next to Meredith on the tunnel gurney, "Which begs the question. Where is the tequila?"

"I don't know how I can forgive him for this."

"Then don't."

"You think I should break up with him?" Meredith asked in disbelief.

"If you can't forgive him what is the point in staying with him?"

Meredith glared at him, "It's Derek."

"It's Derek," Mark repeated, "I see."

"I just don't get it. We were finally together, more or less, why would he do this?"

"I think you have answered your own question." Mark paused, "It's Addison."

"But he left her."

"Actually she left him. He signed the divorce papers to make her happy."

"But he left her to come to Seattle," Meredith pointed out.

"No... actually, he came to Seattle to get away from me. He wanted her to come to be with him, I just neglected to give her that message."

"So all along, from the day we met, he actually wanted to be with her. Perfect."

"No. He fell in love with you." Mark corrected, "He actually genuinely fell in love with you."

"But what? He forgot to fall out of love with her first?"

Mark shrugged, "That I don't know."

'But he loves her doesn't he."

"I can't answer that."

"But it's not just sex is it?"

"Derek and Addison are the masters of no strings attached sex."

"But this is different isn't it?"

"It's not like New York no. But it could just be because they are friends."

"Or because they still love each other."

Mark just looked at her.

Meredith stood up, "So what do I do?"

"What do you want to do?"

"It's Derek..."

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"Those things will kill you you know," Derek sat down next to Addison on a low step on the roof. He took the cigarette out of her hand and inhaled deeply.

"I'm a bit stressed here Derek," Addison replied reclaiming her cigarette.

"Chief exiled me. I'm leaving in an hour to go to San Francisco for a week. Said I should use the time to think about 'what I've done'."

"Did you talk to Meredith?"

"I tried. I can't find her. She's avoiding me."

"Can you blame her?" Addison continued to smoke like her life depended on it, "God Derek. How did we let this happen."

"What?" Derek took her cigarette away again, more to curb her smoking then for any stress relief of his own.

"We are doing exactly what we promised ourselves we would never do. We are letting the other people interfere with our relationships."

"Meredith isn't..."

"No Derek, your not listening to me. We are the other people. We aren't suppose to be letting each other come between the relationships that we are in. You weren't suppose to let me come between you and Meredith."

"But your..."

"I know!" she exclaimed, "I'm Addison, your Derek. It wasn't suppose to matter. But it does matter."

"We don't have to let..."

"Derek," Addison cut in wearily, "Go to San Francisco. When you come back if you can look Meredith in the eye and tell her that you don't have feelings for me, if you can look me in the eye and say that you don't... care about me, then we'll pretend that none of this happened."

Derek stared at the Seattle skyline, listening to Addison rhythmically inhaling and exhaling.

"I'll call you when I get there," he said finally, leaning over and touching her face before kissing her temple.

Addison continued to stare straight ahead, "Travel safe."

Derek nodded and headed for the door.

"Derek?"

He turned.

"If I didn't matter, you wouldn't have said you'd call, and you wouldn't have kissed me goodbye. You would have just left."

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Well that's interesting. I'm not really sure what is going on with Addison. Like really not sure. But Izzie should be happy. No more secrets. I also am not sure what to think of Meredith. I don't get why she is hiding from Derek and not breaking up with him. I am sitting here trying to analysis her. All I can come up with is that he is still McDreamy and her poor delusional heart is still expecting him to explain this all away, kinda like "Yes I have a wife I never told you about, but she cheated on me with my best friend, so really, it doesn't count." But this is kinda hard to explain away.

Addison I don't know about. I'll figure it out in the next chapter.

Oh and we broke 600 reviews on the last chapter. How cool is that! I momentarily thought we could break 1000, but then realized how many more chapters I would have to write. Then I thought of bribing the alert people with sexual favors 'cause then I would hit 1000 in about 8 chapters. So here is the deal, pole dances for non-alert readers, SOMETHING SPECIAL for the alerters.

There's the button.

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