He walked the quiet hallway thinking of her. Always thinking of her. He walked and he thought of her, and he thought of that moment two weeks ago. Meredith. She had broken up with Finn. She had also kept it from him all day. That didn't matter so much though, he was just relieved that Finn was a distant memory. Although, in that moment two weeks ago, his mind was too clouded to process what she had told him. And he'd said "ok." What the hell was that? He thought angrily to himself. What could have possibly caused him to tell the love of his life, that the fact she had just chosen to be with him, was just "ok." Oh right. He knew just who, or more fittingly, what had caused this. Addison. Words could not describe the anger and repulsion he felt thinking of her at that moment. She was the reason the last year of his life had been close to torture. The reason he hadn't stayed with Meredith. And then he finds out that their attempts to salvage an unsalvageable marriage were all for nothing. He had wasted a year of his life being the good guy, sticking with his wife, because that's what you do.

Yeah right. He thought bitterly. He closed his eyes as he continued along the deserted hallway at 3 am and cursed his ex-wife. Ex-wife. Well, at least that part felt good. Even if not much else at this point did. He thought back to what Addison had told him in the hallway two weeks ago. The hallway, of all places, he thought incredulously. She had basically revealed that she had only come crawling to Seattle because she found Mark in bed with another woman. Ha! Talk about Karma, he laughed angrily to himself. Apart from his anger at her for ruining the last year of his life, and causing him to be too pissed off to comprehend what Meredith had told him in that elevator, he couldn't care less about Addison right now. The only person he cared about was Meredith. And somehow getting her alone long enough to explain himself, and make things right with her.

So he continued along the abandoned hallway towards the elevator, thinking of Meredith. In fact, he couldn't remember a second that had passed in the last fortnight where he hadn't been thinking of Meredith. His Meredith.