Author's Note: Can I just sya that Addex fans rock? I love you guys. And, I am so loving this chapter. I'm not sure if it lived up to my original expectations, but I've had this vision in my head since the beginning of the story. So yeah, Here you go. Read and review, please!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I love Grey's. I breathe Grey's. I sleep in dark blue scrubs (...sometimes)-But I don't own Grey's Anatomy.

Addison rubbed the fog off of the bathroom mirror staring into her bloodshot eyes. She was tired, exhausted at best, and staying with Alex probably wouldn't make things better. But for some reason, she felt more comfortable when Alex was around. He was that person that she could take to and, for once, not fear whether or not he'd go and gossip about it. It was nice.

Staring at her reflection, Addison adjusted her clothes, trying her best to look composed. Alex had driven her past the hotel to pick up some clothes before taking her to the apartment, and she hadn't put much thought into what she should bring. Staring down at her clothes-an old gray T-Shirt and a pair of black shorts, she let out a slight laugh. He was Alex. Alex wouldn't care.

Closing her eyes, she leaned against the sink. Letting out her breath, she knew she had to be prepared, and to at least look composed. Her hands slowly went to her hair, now hanging in damp strands across her face. "Okay."She whispered. It was stupid-even thinking that what she looked like meant anything.

But everytime she closed her eyes, she remembered the feeling of Alex hovering over her. She remembered how worried Alex looked when he thought she had been hurt. Addison remembered the sick feeling that she only prayed she would get over. The cool tile of the hospital floor had greeted her when she fainted, but this time it was the bathroom floor. Burying her head in her hands, Addison sighed.

She didn't know why she was acting like she was. The very fact that she could have been killed, she thought. Or the fact that she had revealed something about her past-her pre-Derek years. And yet Alex didn't run away.

Addison stood up, letting out a breath. Taking one last look in the mirror she left the room.

When she got out into the living room, she saw Alex on the couch watching TV. It took him a minute, but when he looked over he smiled. "Hey. So the shower worked?"

She smiled, shrugging. "A little."

He nodded, sitting up. "You hungry?" He walked to her, placing his hands on her sides. He kissed her neck, feeling her reaction.

"You cook?"Addison answered, as they settled back on the couch.

"A little. I know a few things. But I was thinking more along the lines of take out. I know a great chinese place a few blocks from here. But whatever you want."Alex answered, taking a sip from his drink.

Addison nodded, her hands in her lap. "Sounds good to me. But really, you don't have to go out of your way."

"Addison?"Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "It's okay. I asked if you were hungry."

"Right. Food. I'm sorry."

"It's no big deal."Alex asked, sensing something was up. "But I could just have pizza delivered...whatever."

She nodded, sitting closer to him. Truth be told, she'd rather have another moment alone-if for nothing but to collect her thoughts. "Chinese sounds nice. If you're up for the drive."

Alex nodded, shrugging . He rested his hand on her knee, sitting on the edge of the couch. "I'll be back."

Grabbing his keys off of the table, he grabbed his coat and shoes, and left.

Looking around, Addison realized the reality of the moment. Chinese food. She asked for Chinese food. She liked it, but it wasn't her favorite thing to have. Dismissing it as stress, Addison went back to the bedroom the charge her phone, thinking that the hospital, or perhaps even Nancy would call (as they had remained friends despite the divorce). Her eyes fell on her purse on the chair and realized it had fallen over. She kneeled down picking up its contents. Some gum. A few pens. A hair brush. Her checkbook and datebook were both open, so she tried her best to pick them up, somewhat embarassed by the mess.

Alex wouldn't care. Addison kept telling herself that, but despite that she felt a slight nervousness-an electricity whenever he touched her. She flipped through her datebook, knowing she should probably flip through her scheduled appointments. The following day needed to be cleared, but upon seeing the scrawl there she paused. Returning to the hospital would mean seeing everything again-she just prayed that she would be ready.

Alex returned shortly afterward to see Addison sitting comfortably on the couch. "So I wasn't sure what you wanted...got a few things. Some egg rolls, chicken lo mein, sweet and sour pork. Oh and uh...fortune cookies. The guy throws 'em in there withe everything."

Addison nodded, her feet tucked safely underneath her. "That's fine."

He set the bags on the table, pulling out the two-liter of soda out from under his arm. "Addison?"

"Huh?"

Shaking his head, Alex sat down next to her, pulling out the trademark white boxes. He handed one to her, letting his hands rest momentarily against hers. Alex leaned in carefully for a kiss, knowing that with what happened he should take things carefully. At least for Addison. He pulled back, smelling the scent of her conditioner. Vanilla.

"So, we eat?"Addison asked nervousily, taking a plastic fork.

Alex nodded, grabbing some of the food.

Most of the time, they ate in silence, neither knowing what to say. They were comfortable, watching an action movie on TV. When they were done, Alex picked everything up, taking it into the kitchen.

"Okay..so-dinner's done, right? Anything else you wanna do?"Alex asked, knowing he should remain sensitive. Bt when he looked into her eyes this time, he saw something different. It was the usual suspicious smile, or the fear that had shown early. It was-he couldn't place it. But Addison looked vulnerable-and that alone scared him.

"This...thing we're doing. The dates. The...sleeping together. We spend nights at the hotel, we spend nights here."Addison stopped, looking over at him. "It's been happening for a few months now. And then what happened earlier. Just-thank you for protecting me. Noone's ever done that for me before."

Alex smiled, trying to act innocent. "Well, I can't complain. I wanted to."

"That's what I was afraid of."

"What?"Alex asked, frowning as Addison dropped her gaze.

"What are we doing? I mean-is what we have considered a relationship? I mean, I know it is. And when we're alone, it's great, Alex. It's nice to see you out of your usual scrubs."She admitted.

Confused, but willing to continue the conversation, Alex placed a hand on the small of her back. "It's nice to see you too, you know. You don't look too bad yourself."

Addison smiling, wiping at a tear. "Can we just forget I said anything? My nerves are shot today. I probably don't even realize anything i'm saying."

"Sure. If it's what you really want."Alex said, trying his best to figure out what was happening. "...but you don't, do you?"

She shook her head, throwing her hands in the air. "Today was crazy."

"Yeah, but this isn't about today. Addison, I know you, okay? I've seen you at your worst, and I've seen you at your best-"He stopped, grinning. "You've seen me at my best."

Addison slapped him, not intending to hurt him.

"Something's going on with you, Adds. And I just-"

"Adds?"Addison asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, it's either that or Satan. And I thought we were past that one."Alex admitted.

"You're right."

"So-"Alex asked, wanting her to fess up. "If you're expecting me to guess what's going on...I can't. I never was good with mind games. But I'd like to think that I know you. Is this...is this about earlier? About you telling me that you lost a baby? Addison-it's okay. I get the fact that you're allowed to grieve. Especially after what happened with Warden. And eventually we'll have to run into the creep again. But I'll be there. The guy won't lay a finger on you."

She nodded, smiling at him. "I've never had anyone like you before. You know that? Someone who was actually ready and willing to be there despite all of the risks. I mean sure...Derek was there. And so was Mark. But the second they had a chance to, they ran. Well-"She stopped, laughing. "I left Mark. But still. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do."

"What?"Alex asked, curious.

"I'm cursed."

"Uh, Adds...do you-do you wanna be more clear than that?"

She turned towards him, eyes welling up. "The first time...I didn't have a choice. The second time I did, but I chose to give up my chance. And now.."Addison stopped, shaking her head. The same thing kept repeating over and over in her mind. She had to say something.

"Addison."Alex said, curiousity biting him. It hurt him to see her like this. So vulnerable. So fragile. Even when they were trapped with Jason Warden-it wasn't the same fear. "Whatever it is, you know you can tell me. We're...in a relationship. We're dating or whatever. We can get past whatever it is."

Addison nodded, taking a breath. "I hope you're right. Because I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Thanks."

"Yeah. You're worth it."Addison admitted. "But I just-I need to say this. And It's killing me, beacuse I don't know how..."She looked at Alex, saw the look, saw the connection they had. It was like a switch, like a sudden current of electricty. It was all she needed to tell him. The sickness. The fainting. The Chinese food. It all added up now. Taking a deep breath, she laced her fingers through his. "But I don't have any other choice."

"Okay. What is it?"

Addison nodded, praying she wasn't making a mistake. "I'm-Well, I don't know if I am...but there's a chance. Alex...I think I'm pregnant."

Okay, yeah...so please-don't kill me. Okay? Oh, and please-I feel so horrible...but does anyone remember the names of Addy's relatives back in NY? I was planning on mentioning them in a future chapter, but for the life of me I couldn't remember their names. And no, not Derek's family/friends. Hers. In any case, they will be talking more in the next update. It gets interesting-I swear. Review please!