A/N: I'm sorry I took so long for this update! Thanks for staying with me! xx 3

I Don't Hate You

Chapter 11: Commitment and Trust

They ordered in breakfast and ate some before going to work. Addison went in with her. They met Miranda's other interns in the elevator who all looked at them strangely. Addison knew they would make Meredith talk. There was no point in keeping secret, there was probably some nurse that had seen them last night. So... The whole hospital had probably made up some kind of crazy story about them.

It was really quiet. Everyone was staring at them. They were standing in the back, very normally. Not too close, not awkwardly far apart.

"What?" Meredith suddenly burst out.

"You're glowing," O'Malley remarked.

Addison tried to hide a smile and looked down at her feet.

"Stop looking!" Meredith said, slapping away O'Malley's hand that was moving toward her as if to touch some kind of shiny aura.

Alex chuckled.

"Isn't it obvious?" he said.

"Shut up," Meredith told him and Addison glared at him.

He looked a bit insecure by the glare, but Meredith hadn't seen it so she thought her words had made him quiet. She straightened her back with a satisfied grin growing on her face.

"What, what is obvious?" Stevens asked, looking like she'd thought she'd missed out on some kind of internal joke.

"Nothing," Meredith said. "Okay, here's us," she said to Addison. "See you later Dr. Montgomery."

The interns stepped out of the elevator and when the doors closed Addison could hear Stevens scream "what the hell was that about?". It was going to be an interesting day.

She settled herself in the small coffee room. Callie joined her ten minutes later.

"Callie. I have to tell you something," she said to her as a very tired-looking Callie gulped down some coffee.

"Uh-huh, really? Right now? Isn't it too early for that...," she grunted.

Addison sighed.

"You really have to move out of the hospital... What's your problem really? You have money, live at a hotel like me. It's much more classy," she joked.

"You have money. You can buy an apartment instead of being silly and just throwing it all away on a too expensive hotel room. Don't come here and be all wise with me," she said, pouring herself another cup of coffee.

Callie could be cranky in the mornings.

"Meredith is my girlfriend now."

Callie spit out her coffee.

"Ew, coffee is dripping from your nose," Addison remarked and gave her a tissue.

"You can't throw a thing like that on me! It's brutal!"

Addison laughed.

Callie caught up with the meaning of the words, put down the cup and leaned over her, her hands resting on the table.

"What's that even supposed to mean?"

"I want to tell you, because you're my friend, but I didn't want to talk about it much before when I didn't really know how stuff were going to develop..."

"Hold on... For how long? Meredith? Grey? Really?" Callie said, while sitting down, as if her legs wouldn't carry her anymore with all that new information she had to process.

"Yes. Not long. Or... Yeah... We've been on and off for about a month... Or okay... It's been pretty dead between in us during that time too, but now I think we're for real."

"I still kind of hate you for not telling me earlier, and dropping this like a bomb on me."

"Sorry."

"Who knows about you and her?"

"Mark, Alex Karev and Cristina Yang. No one else."

Callie nodded. "I'm one of the privileged," she smiled.

"You could say that," Addison smiled back.

"Does this mean that you're a lesbian?"

Addison was caught of guard. She grunted. "I have no idea. I don't think so? I've never really thought about it."

"Okay... But... Is the sex better with...?" Callie asked, lifting her eyebrows meaningfully.

Addison blushed.

"Oh, wow. You're a lesbian."

"How can you say that? You can't simplify a thing like that."

"Sure I can. If you like girls better, then you have no reason to go back to men, right? So, call yourself a lesbian," Callie shrugged.

"That's super mean toward all the real lesbians out there who have never felt anything for a man and always known."

Callie rolled her eyes, and got to her feet.

"And you? Have you ever been with a girl before?" she asked, pretty much ignoring Addison's response and walked over to the fridge.

"No, of course not."

"Why of course not? You're contradicting yourself, woman," Callie said, opening the fridge where she found some grapes.

"Is that even yours?"

Callie shrugged. "No, who cares?"

Addison rolled her eyes.

In came Mark. Callie smiled smugly at him and Addison avoided him.

"Good morning ladies... What is it?" he asked, since Callie didn't stop staring.

"Shut it Callie," Addison warned.

"But you told me he knew?" she pouted.

"Knew about what?" Mark asked.

Callie continued staring at him with a weird smile on her face.

"Oh, dear god...," Addison muttered and wondered why all the doctors at Seattle Grace were like children in lab coats.

"What are you hiding from me?" Mark urged.

"Nothing!" Addison said, took her cup and began walking out of there.

Both he and Callie followed her.

"Why can't you tell him?" Callie hissed in her ear.

"It's none of his business," she mumbled.

"What is none of my business? I want to know. Or, maybe I do know..."

They followed her to the elevator. She pressed the button to go down.

"Leave me be," she said.

"Addie... Tell me," he whispered sweetly, standing close to her, in a way that would have made her knees become like jelly, but now it didn't.

"Stop it Mark. You two need to grow up," she told them both.

They all got into the elevator.

"Are you even going anywhere?" she asked them, pressing the button for the forth floor.

"Yeah," Callie cleared her throat, "I'm going to the fourth floor too."

Mark took a hold of Addison's cheeks. "You can't keep me in the shadow woman."

"Are you going back to New York?" she asked and shrugged him off.

"No."

"Does Callie know about what starts with an M and finishes with an H?"

"Yes."

"Ah, so that's what it is about," he smiled.

"Fine. We're a couple. Are you satisfied? But you can't tell Derek yet."

"Since when?"

"Since... Yesterday?"

Mark laughed at her.

"I think she's a lesbian now. Totally. I mean, I don't even think she finds you hot anymore," Callie said.

"Oh, really?" Mark said, seeming to take it as a challenge.

Before she had time to realize the danger coming, he swooped his arm around her waist, pressed her against him and kissed her. He kissed her the way he knew would make every bone in her body melt, to activate every nerve.

But this time it didn't. It just pissed her off. Caught off guard his tongue slipped inside her mouth, his arms way too strong to permit her pushing him away easily.

The elevator doors pinged open just as she considered biting his tongue off.

Someone gasped and Addison pushed Mark away just to see Meredith's shocked and hurt face, before she rushed away.

"You asshole," she spat at him, then stormed after Meredith.

"Meredith!" she called after her. She was walking quickly, talking big steps, her hair bouncing at her shoulders.

"Leave me alone," she said, without turning back to look at her.

Addison caught up with her, taking big leaps in her heels, and put her hand on her shoulder to make her stop.

She turned her around and saw that Meredith had tears in her eyes.

"I'm a girl with abandonment issues. You can't kiss other people," she said.

"I'm sorry, Mer. I didn't mean to, I didn't want to kiss him."

"It didn't look like that to me," she huffed and started walking again.

"He's an idiot."

Meredith rolled her eyes, racing her pace to get away from her.

"Meredith, I'm sorry," she whispered, since there was some nurses passing by. When they were out of hearing she continued. "He really is an idiot. I told Callie about us, and then they started joking about me being a lesbian, and then he wanted to test me if I am by kissing me. He's an asshole and I'm so sorry."

"Yeah," she snorted.

Addison grabbed her by her wrist. "Meredith, you have to listen to me."

"No I don't," she pulled back her hand. "I don't want to listen to you. I want to work."

"Weren't you about to take the elevator?"

"I'm taking the stairs!" she shouted.

Some nurses looked at them with big baffled eyes.

"Meredith, you don't have to scream," she said, putting her hand up in front of her face to hide from the staring eyes.

Addison followed her to the stairwell.

"Quit following me!" Meredith shouted, her voice cracked with tears.

"I'm following you because I want you to listen to me. Just give me a second!"

"Fine," Meredith said, stopping and crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm telling you the truth when I'm saying that I did not want to kiss Mark. He made me. You are the only one I want to kiss. That's the crass truth, and I'm not going to beg, but god knows I do want to. I want to get up and grab a hold of you and make love to you right here and now, on this staircase, and I wouldn't even care about the people that might see us, because all I'd want is for you to believe me. I'd do whatever it takes for me to prove myself to you. But I won't do that, because I know that it's not necessary for me to beg, because I know that you know that I'm honest," she said, finishing strangely exasperatedly and wondering if she'd made any sense at all.

Meredith opened her mouth to speak, but then Mark stormed in and ruined the moment.

"I'm so sorry, Grey. I was just fooling around. What can I do to make it up to you guys?"

"Get out," Addison growled, beginning to threateningly walk toward him. "I don't want to see you, I don't want to hear you and we do not need your apologies!"

Mark looked a bit shocked ans surprised with this reaction from her side. But he does have a respectful side in him, so he left them alone without further words.

Meredith caught up with her. "Calm down."

Addison turned around to face her, suddenly forgetting about Mark's existence.

Meredith's small hand found Addison's chin and pulled her into a very gentle kiss.

When they broke apart she said "You hurt me and it freaks me out that you can. You have all this control over me, which I don't want you to have and I know that you didn't ask for it. But I also do want you to have that control but I... and I just... You scare the crap out of me."

"Why?" Addison breathed.

"Because I love you."

Addison got a really goofy smile on her face.

"I lo-" Addison began but Meredith put two fingers on her lips.

"Save it," she said.

Addison pouted. "But I do..."

"Hm," Meredith smiled. Kissed her again, her lips lightly touching Addison's. Pulling back. Looking at her. Going back to meet her lips, sucking on her bottom lip, slightly opening her mouth, letting their tongues intertwine.

Addison pressed herself against Meredith, begging for more with every inch of her body.

"Please be scared with me. Please?" Addison breathed against her lips.

Meredith nodded. "Yes, I will..."

~GA~

They decided to eat lunch together, they wouldn't be working together that day. Derek was back, but luckily, Meredith wasn't to be with him but with Burke.

But when lunch came closer, Addison realized she couldn't make it to lunch. Sucked to be a surgeon sometimes.

On her way to the surgery she sent her a text.

I don't have time to lunch w/u cause of the surgery. Text u afterward. Xx

Meredith answered: Ok :( Have fun w/the fetal blood vessels

Addison smiled to herself. She found it surprising how well Meredith seemed to know her.

"Hey, Addison!" Mark said, catching up with her.

She put her phone in her pocket. "Hey, Mark," she said silently.

"I am really, really sorry. That won't ever happen again."

"That's right," she said, stopping and faced him. "It will, never, ever happen again. Not even in your dreams. You humiliated me. You hurt Meredith. Fuck you," she said and began walking away from him. He stayed in his place.

Usually she didn't use such crude language... Which made it even more meaningful when she actually did use them, so he'd have to get the picture.

"How can I make it up to you?"

"You stay away!" she called after him.

"Wow, what did you do to piss off Addison?" she heard Derek ask him from a distance.

Where had he come from?

She turned around to look at them. Suddenly afraid that he would have heard her use Meredith's name. That wasn't the way she wanted him to find out. And what if Mark told on her?

"Why do you care?" Mark asked him.

Derek shrugged.

"Maybe we have something in common again."

Addison rolled her eyes and decided that if Mark wanted to spoil her cover, he could. But she doubted that he would. He wasn't a mean person. He was just a whore with a far too big ego.