Set after the end of 3.02, I Am A Tree. Song by Sarah McLachlan.
Stupid
She needed a day for drinking. She didn't need a day for transcontinental booty calls.
It figures, then, that things happened the way they did. That she would pick up the phone in a drunken haze, wooing Mark to Seattle with God knows what reasoning. That Dr. Stevens would find her at a bar, barely able to sit contained in her stool, and pass judgment – Dr. Stevens, whom had been avoiding the hospital for days now, of all people. And, finally, that Mark would walk out of her shower – without even having the good grace to put a towel around himself first – just as Derek had stepped in through the door, possibly to apologize, to say something, to take her back.
So much for God knowing that she needed a day to drink. She might as well have stayed at work, if only she could find a way to avoid Meredith Grey.
In spite of herself, she can't help but wonder whether or not Meredith would hyphenate Derek's name like she did, and, if she didn't, if that meant that Meredith had more faith in the marriage than she had.
Addison thinks she'd give up 'Grey' – after all, she's sick of being known as 'Ellis's daughter'.
She hears the door slam as Derek walks out, wincing as her head throbs. Mark is looking expectantly at her and she bites her lip, rubbing her temples and sighing.
"Do you want me to go?"
"Please."
"I'll come back."
"You do that."
He gets dressed and walks out, leaving her alone in the hotel room.
At least her tear ducts aren't too proud to cry anymore.
