Lets see if I can confuse you all, eh? ;) This is a Phone Conversation, just so you know! And here we go

"Hello?"

"Hey."

"Hey! Whats going on?"

No response came.

"Ok, whats the matter this time? Did you screw up iagain/i."

A small laughter filled the reciever, "No, its just. . .today. . ."

"Today? Whats so special about today?"

"It's. . . .today."

"Ok, just spit it out already!"

"Today, today would be our ninth."

"Your-- ooohhh, your ninth with Meredith?"

". . . .Yeah."

"So, what are you going to do about it?"

"What a--what am I going to do about it?" Laughing, almost histerically, "What CAN I do about it? Tell me that, ok? Just tell me WHAT to do, and I'll do it." The anger was rising quickly in his voice.

"Call her."

". . . . . . I can't."

"Ok, I tell you what to do, and you CAN'T????? Well then, tell me what to tell you and I will so that you can do it!"

"Ok, ok, just stop! I can't process that right now, it's too confusing."

"It wasn't confusing. . ."

"Well just DON'T! She is all I can think about! I can't process anything that i remotly out of the ordinary."

"She has a boyfriend."

"What?"

"A boyfirend, you know what you iused/i to be, yeah, she has one."

An awkward silence filled the gap inbetween their conversation

"You haven't told her yet have you?"

"Tell her what? There is nothing to tell!"

"You didn't tell her what hhappened between you and Addison."

"Do -- DO NOT mention her!"

"Well, Maybe if you just EXPLAINED WHAT HAPPENED, then we wouldn't even be having this conversation at all!"

"No, no she deserves better. She deserves better than me."

"Oh puh-lease! Save me the sob story!"

"Is he better than me?"

"Personally, I think -- no. He is gorgeous, thats a given, nice, gives her space when she needs it, is understanding about you and --"

"ME? He knows about ME?"

". . .Kinda."

"What does he know?"

"Well, I think he knows that there is this guy, who lives in New York, presumably you, that completely broke her after eight years together. . . ." Another small silence filled the air, "Call her."

"I can't."

"You can! Just do it! You have absolutely nothing to lose! Tell her, just tell her you wanted to be friends now!"

"Friends? Friends?? You want me to call my ex-girlfriend on our would-be ninth anniversary and tell her that I want to be her FRIEND? That would be cruel!!!"

"Only if she hasn't gotten over you. Your assuming she hasn't gotten over you."

". . .Has she gotten over me?"

"I donno."

". . .Um, ok, look, I gotta go. . .I gotta. . .just think, mope and think."

They rolled their eyes, "Ok, go ahead and do that. Thats the Dr. Derek Shephard that we all know and love." Came the sarcatic response.

"Yeah. . .Whatever, later."

"Ok, whatever."

"And thanks, for everything."

"No problem Derek."

"Bye."

"Bye."