a/n: here it is! -triumphant music- this kind of just flew out of my fingers, so i really have no clue what i wrote. i like it. but i have decided that it's sappy and too perfect. but too bad, because if anyone deserves a happy ending it's alex and addison. this is the last chapter but i could probably be persuaded to write an epilogue...

disclaimer: -sob- not mine.

The date was set, September 10, the flowers were chosen, and she had her dress. Almost everything was ready. There was just the small matter of a couple of invitations. Derek. Mark. Izzie. Meredith. Did she want them at her wedding? Did she even have a choice? Derek and her were kind of sort of friends, in that weird, we're only doing this because we're too sick of fighting, way. And if she invited him, then she obviously would have to deal with Meredith. Actually, even if she didn't invite him, she'd probably have to deal with Meredith because Alex was friends with Meredith and she and Meredith were… friends was the wrong word for it, but they had come to an understanding. And now they were going to have to be friends by proxy. Again. Funny how that was the only way they were ever friends. Friends by proxy. Friends because of a guy. Maybe with time they could be just friends. Maybe.

And Mark, well, she didn't want Mark there. Not really. Kind of. In that horrible, self-destructive way she wanted him there, if only to rub it in his face that they were really, truly over. Did that make her a terrible person? And Izzie, what to do about Izzie?

Izzie would be invited, she decided. She could come if she wanted to, but Addison was going to give her that option. Derek and Meredith could come too. And Mark would figure out a way to be there whether or not he was invited, so she may as well just invite him and be prepared.

Addison sighed and addressed the four invitations and set them in the growing pile. Well, it was official. She had invited her ex-husband and his girlfriend, her ex-affair and the woman he was currently sleeping with, who just so happened to claim to be in love with her fiancé, to her wedding. She laughed. Could nothing in her life be normal?

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A week later she got the call, the police had caught Marcie in New York. The trial was set for two months from now, in October. Perfect.

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The weeks leading up to the wedding flew by. The entire hospital was gossiping about the upcoming nuptials. Addison and Alex managed to stay professional at work, for the most part anyways. There were moments when they seemed to oblivious to the rest of the world, sending each other smiles that were obviously only for the other, or arguing loudly in the hallway. They would never be the perfect couple, not like Derek-and-Addison. They would never finish each others' sentences or go a day without some little argument. They were stubborn and probably way too much alike. But they were Alex-and-Addison and they loved each other and that was enough. Alex realized it felt good to be part of a hyphenated couple and Addison realized just how much she had missed it. They both reveled in the hyphenated joy.

September tenth arrived with much trumpeting on Holli's part. Alex was shooed out of the house before Addison was allowed out of her room and Callie arrived at nine. She and Holli were sharing the maid of honor responsibilities rather well, rarely butting heads or having any sorts of trouble.

All the preparations went through without a hitch. Everything went well. Just as well, Holli thought, Addi deserves this.

Addison was surprisingly calm, although internally she was having a minor freak out. She sat quietly in her chair and allowed her hair and make up to be done. "I'm doing the right thing, right?" she asked her friends.

"Definitely," Holli affirmed.

"Lines of deliciousness," Callie added.

"Lines of deliciousness are not reason enough to get married," Addison pointed out. Holli looked confused but stayed quiet.

"Although they are a pretty damn good one," Callie continued. "I'm kidding. You love him, he loves you, it's the right thing. Cheer up! You're getting married!"

"I'm getting married," Addison repeated, wide-eyed.

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She made it up the isle, so far so good. She noticed Holli and Callie and Savvy and Miranda all looked so great in their dresses. She definitely noticed how good Alex looked in a tux, especially with poor awkward looking George standing with him. She almost laughed at the fact that George was Alex's best man. Almost, but not quite.

The church was beautiful and everything was perfect. Her dress, Vera Wang, was perfect, sleek and chic and so better suited to her than the puffy monstrosity that was her first gown. This gown was white silk and felt delicately to the floor, hugging her in all the right places. Silver beading on the bodice lent some sparkle to the dress. She wore nothing on her head, no veil and certainly no tiara. Just her fiery red hair, held half back and out of her eyes with a simple silver clip.

Alex couldn't keep his eyes off of her. He just wanted to shout to the world that she had chosen him, that was his fiancée, his soon to be wife.

They smiled at each other, no hesitation in either's eyes. They didn't break eye contact for the entire ceremony until it was time for the rings and the vows. Both had chosen to write their own vows. Addison had had hers memorized for about a month now. She cleared her throat and began.

"Alex, I can't promise that I'll be the perfect wife. I can't promise that we won't fight or that I won't make you angry. I can't promise that I won't screw up. I hope I don't, but I can't promise any of that. I can, however, promise to love you. I can promise to try. I promise that if I do screw up, that I will do everything I can to fix it. I know that I will probably screw up at one point and I hope the fact that I love you will be enough of a reason to give me another chance. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, if you let me. I vow that if you do, I will love you with my whole heart for the rest of my life. I promise to take care of you and to love you forever." She took a deep breath and smiled. Then, as almost an afterthought, she added, "And I promise that I won't sleep with anyone else, especially your best friend." She flashed him a wry smile and the congregation laughed appreciatively, if a little awkwardly.

Alex laughed along and then started with his vows. "Addison, I'm terrible with words, which you know, so this is short and probably totally terrible. I'm not sure of a lot of things, but I am sure that I love you. You mean everything to me and it means everything to me that you are happy. I promise to try to keep you happy. I promise to love you and to give you the attention that someone as incredible as you deserves." He shot Derek a glance, but quickly returned his focus to Addison. "I promise to be there for you, always, no matter when or where. I will always be there and remember you. I love you, and that scares the hell out of me, but what scares me even more is the thought of you not being around. So I promise to cherish you and honor you and take care of you and everything. But mostly I promise to love you. Forever."

The ring bearer gave them the rings and the minister pronounced them husband and wife and told Alex to kiss the bride. And he did, sweetly and passionately.

They walked out of the church hand in hand to the limo and their reception. Neither could keep grins off their face or stop touching each other. They were married.

They walked into the hall laughing with Holli and Callie and George. Richard came up and hugged Addison and then awkwardly shook Alex's hand, using the time to shoot Alex a look that very clearly stated that if he hurt her, he would personally see to it that his life was a living hell. Then he smiled and welcomed Alex to the family.

"We have a screwed up family," Addison explained. "Chief and Adele and me and Derek and Meredith, I guess, and Holli, and Callie and George, I suppose, and now you. We're messed up, but we're family."

"Hey, um, congratulations," Meredith said as she walked up.

Addison beamed. "Thanks." She held out her hand for Meredith to shake. "No hard feelings?"

"Wouldn't you be the one with hard feelings? I mean I did kind of take your husband and all."

"Ex-husband," Alex interceded.

"Right, ex-husband," Meredith repeated. "Anyways, sorry about that." She took Addison's hand.

"No problem."

"Um, so this is really strange. Don't you think this is strange? Anyways, I'm gonna go now," Meredith laughed as stood there uncomfortably. "Congratulations again."

Derek shuffled up after his girlfriend. "Congrats, Addi," he smiled as he hugged her. Alex looked slightly murderous so he backed off and offered Alex a hand. "Take care of her."

"I will," Alex said as he took his hand. They did that whole compare hand strength thing that guys sometimes do and Derek walked off. Alex wrapped a protective arm around her waist.

"Relax," Addison laughed. "I'm your wife now, no worries. Mrs. Karev. Mrs. Montgomery-Karev. Which one?"

"Don't change your name. You don't want to be a straight Karev. Plus Addison Karev sounds strange. You could hyphenate. I like the hyphen, it's sexy. Although a mouthful. Addison Forbes Montgomery-Karev."

"It has a nice ring to it."

"You sound like a snob. But I like it."

"I like it too," she agreed, grinned impishly and kissed him.

Izzie approached them, rather self-consciously. She smiled. "You guys are really cute. Congratulations."

"Thanks, Iz."

"Um, can I talk to you for a second, Alex?" She looked at Addison. "Don't worry, I'll have him back in like five minutes. Swear."

Alex looked at Addison who nodded with a smile. "I'll be right back," he told her with a kiss. He and Izzie walked away. "So what's up?"

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for making things all complicated for you and her. I didn't mean to. The funny thing is that I think I was just being stupid," Izzie laughed nervously. "I mean, I meant it when I said it but then I kept thinking and I realized that I was just being stupid and that I don't know. I don't think I'm over Denny and then you and me, we were kind of over before we started, you know? And I felt bad that we'd never had that chance and then you and her and I got jealous I guess, and I just wanted to say something, to give us that chance. But we never really had a chance. And I'm okay with that. Okay, I'm done now. You can go back to your wife. Oh my God, Alex, you're married!"

"Iz, it's okay, all of it. We're just meant to be friends. Because you are my friend. And, yeah, I am married."

"You're married! I'm like the last single one of our group. Shit, that sucks."

"Cheer up, Iz, you'll find someone."

"I know," Izzie retorted, her confidence quickly returning. They walked back to where Addison and Holli were laughing.

"Everything okay?" Addison asked as he took his place next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist again.

"It's great," he assured her.

"I am so happy for you guys!" Holli squealed. "Okay, toast time!" she announced as she noticed that everyone had drinks. She stood on a chair, rather a comical thing to watch as she was wearing her pink silk bridesmaid dress still. "Okay, so hi, everyone!" she chirped when she had everyone's attention. "Um, I'm Holli, but y'all kind of knew that, so whatever. I'm one of the two maids of honor because Addison's indecisive and scared of Callie and me, and since I'm too young for the bachelorette party, I get the joy of the toast. So, um, anyways, I'm really not great at this whole speech thing, but I can try, right?" Everyone chuckled and when she had their attention again, she said, "Addison and Alex are probably my two most favorite people in the whole world, no offense everyone else. They've both been there for me through some seriously, seriously screwy times. You know, my abusive mom, attempted suicide, kidnapping, things like that. God, I'm a one woman soap opera. Anyways, this is about them, not me. They're my family. They're both incredible people and totally deserve each other and I'm proud to say that I had a part in them finding each other and not being totally stupid." She directed her attention to the couple. "I'm sorry, but you were being stupid. They were being stupid," she informed the crowd. "Ava and me, we put them together, and I'm so glad we did. Because you guys are made for each other. You guys give me hope that I can have that sort of love someday, when I'm old enough, of course. So here's to Addison and Alex. I love you, stay happy, and I wish you the absolute best! Cheers!"

"Cheers!" everyone said, raising their glasses toward the couple.

Then it was time for their first dance as husband and wife. The band struck up "Only Hope" by Mandy Moore, which was a little girly for Alex, but it made Addison happy and that was all that mattered. It wasn't conventional, but when had they ever been conventional? Besides, the song didn't matter, all that mattered was that she was in his arms with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes. He leaned in and kissed her and they didn't draw back until air was an issue and the song was drawing to a close. They invited the rest of the group out on the floor with them. Addison looked around contentedly. Callie and George were sitting and laughing. Meredith and Derek were dancing nearby. Mark was chatting up some poor waitress. Izzie was talking and flirting with one of Alex's college buddies, one of the ones who didn't look like they had just stepped out of a frat house. Martin, or maybe Michael? She didn't really know. The Chief was dancing with his wife as was Bailey with her husband. Holli was talking to one of Alex's friends little brother, who appeared to be a year older than her. A wave of protectiveness washed over Addison, and she had to remind herself that she wasn't Holli's mother and to just enjoy dancing with her husband.

A little later they took a break and Mark walked over. "Congratulations," he said, giving Addison a peck on the cheek. He gave her a hug, his hands wandering perilously close to her ass. Alex looked ready to shoot someone.

She pulled back and gave Mark a warning look. "Don't make me sic my husband on you. I would totally do it." She sat down in Alex's lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she leaned back into his embrace.

Holli, who had seen the whole thing, smiled and strolled over. "She so would, too. And Alex would kick your ass. He's got the whole wrestler thing going for him. Plus, there's the whole rage because you're touching his wife thing. I wouldn't try it," Holli counseled.

Mark muttered something and stalked off to get drunk and pick up some chick. Alex looked a little stricken. "Oh my God, I'm married," he muttered.

Addison turned and looked at him worriedly. "Yeah, regretting it?" she asked, half jokingly, half nervously, because what if he really was regretting it? Because that would be the worst thing ever, and she really couldn't deal with that.

He took one look at her practically glowing face, which at the moment was wracked with uncertainty, and immediately knew his answer, "Never," he stated and kissed her.

Christina walked by and slapped the back of his head. "Get a room," she ordered when he looked up to see who had slapped him. "I know you're married, but seriously. Oh, and congratulations. You guys are… um, cute," she said and walked back to Burke with a pained look on her face. He had obviously put her up to it, but Addison and Alex were too caught up in each other to notice.

The party went off completely smoothly. The cake was cut and Alex fed Addison her cake nicely. Addison, who couldn't get the grin off her face, decided to shove her cake in Alex's face. He moved to shove some in her face, but she ducked and he managed to get Callie in the face instead. Callie, however, had some restraint and didn't do anything but good-naturedly use her finger to lick some of the cake off her face, declared it delicious, and avoided a food fight.

Addison threw her bouquet and Meredith caught it, but quickly dropped it with an apologetic glance at Derek, looking like she had been electrocuted. Addison laughed. "Come on, Mer, married life's not bad!" she called across the room.

"So not ready for that," Meredith mumbled. "Sorry, Derek."

"No problem," he said and kissed her. His pager went off and he checked it. Then he and Meredith left, apologizing profusely, but this was the way things went when you were a surgeon.

Later, Addison and Alex were sitting at their table watching everyone. "It looks like Izzie's getting along with… Michael?" Addison commented.

Alex looked over and laughed. "Martin," he corrected. "Good."

"Good," Addison repeated.

"You look beautiful," Alex told her.

"Aw, thanks. You clean up pretty nicely yourself."

"I'm married to the hottest chick in the room."

"You are," Addison agreed, playing with her two new rings. She looked down at her rings and then looked back up. "Mrs. Montgomery-Karev," she said with a smile.

"Dr. Montgomery-Karev," he corrected her, reaching up to push a strand of hair out of her face.

Callie waltzed up and whispered in Addison's ear, "Lines of deliciousness."

"Lines of deliciousness," Addison nodded. "But you can't have him, he's mine. It would break the whole friend code thing. You know, 'thou shalt not go after your friend's husband'."

"Welcome to the land of the married," Callie announced.

"I've been here before."

"Very observant, you have, but he hasn't," she stuck her thumb towards Alex. "We should get together and do fun married things. After the honeymoon, of course. Where are you going?"

"We're not. Can't. The hospital needs us," Addison explained.

"Besides," Alex interjected. "We can honeymoon quite well at home."

"Ew," Callie stated. "So Holli's staying with George and me tonight, right?"

"Right," Addison confirmed.

"Okay then. We're probably gonna go now. I will see you tomorrow. You guys should go home and not get some sleep. Just don't come to work looking like hell. Miranda'll kill you if you if you interfere with her intern's performance."

"Probably," Addison agreed.

Alex stood and motioned for her to come with him. "Let's go home, Dr. Montgomery-Karev."

She stood and they walked out to the limo which had the obligatory ribbons and 'Just Married' signs scribbled all over it. "Home. Sounds nice, Karev. Let's go home."

and there you have it, the happiness that is addex. Addison and Alex Karev. aww, how sweet! i know there wasn't a ton of holli in this or whatever, but really it would be very selfish of her to take up this chapter. she was relatively quiet while i was writing this, because she's a nice person and knows that the chapter was all about addex.

so i guess that this is the end, which is really kind of sad, because holli's fun to write, but i have seriously put her through enough and i'm all tapped out.

the end. unless people want an epilogue. which i would do. if enough people wanted it.

for the last time, reviews?

-Lauren