A/N: Please, please review! Oh and it's almost Christmas!!Whoopee!!

Work was typical today for Addie and by 5 p.m, she was tired as hell. Then while sipping her coffee near the nurses' station, she caught a glimpse of Mark out of the corner of her eye. Incredulous she was at first, but she had to admit, she was sorta happy to see him. Especially happy not to see him flirting.

She carefully eyed him as he seemed to get a chart from an excited, wide-eyed nurse who obviously was crushing on him. Watching him smile at her, Addison felt a pang in her heart. She wasn't jealous—at least she thought she wasn't. She was just missing his smile, especially the one he used only for her.

Cautiously, she made her way to him. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear sexily.

"Mark, what are you doing here?she asked, her voice sounding angrier than she wanted it to be.

"Chief spotted me at Joe's the other day and invited me to see a patient of his," he replied calmly, as if they weren't fighting. "I obviously said yes."

Addie cleared her throat, not that she had a sore throat or anything. She just wanted Mark to look at her. "How long?"

Mark flipped close the chart he'd been working on, and looked at her."Don't worry—I'll only be here until the day after tomorrow."

Addie winced; it was clear by the tone of his voice that he was saying to her: Don't worry. I won't be bothering you for long. Following him into the on-call room, she tried to keep her composure. "Mark," she stated wearily.

He tried to shake her off, but she kept following him. Couldn't she see he didn't need this now?

"Leave me alone, Addison," he grumbled. "You never had a problem with that anyway."

"No."

"What do you want from me?" He asked angrily, turning around to face her abruptly. It startled her to see so much bitterness and anger in his eyes, it caught her off guard. "You don't love me, so why do this?"

"I don't love you," she snapped back, staring coldly back at him.

Mark had to admit, Addie did look good. Her face was glowing and her eyes sparkling. He shook good thoughts of her away as he was still supposed to be mad a her. "Then what do you want from me?"

What did she want? She wanted him, to love Mark openly. And yet, she was afraid of that, hence the pushing. Afraid to be hurt again, to be disappointed, to not be loved back. She wasn't about to let anyone destroy the shield she's just built around after Derek and Mark. No, not now. "Nothing."

"Good," he sighed. "Please leave me alone now, Addie."

Addie. He had used her nickname. When Mark was mad, he usually used her full name. But mentioning her nickname had given her hope. Maybe, he still loved her. It was only when she looked up into his eyes did she realize that she was torturing him inside. Mark gazed back at her, pain written across his face. Of course he still loved her, but he couldn't trust her at all.

"I really am sorry," Addie whispered at the doorway.

I know. He doesn't say it; but instead nods in acceptance. Nothing could ever change how I feel about you.

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