Sam… Seriously? Just go away. Stop lying to Addie and kissing your ex-wife and just go somewhere else, preferably somewhere far, far away! If Addison had actually been preggo with your baby I would've marched all the way to LA and punched you in the face myself. Anyhoo, Cristina and Owen are living with Callie and Arizona in this story. So, here's the next chapter : )

Addison woke up to the sound of a loud banging on her door. She rolled angrily out of her bed and swung the door open.

"Addison!" Naomi smiled cheerfully.

"Nay, I love you and all, but why are you waking me up at this ungodly hour?" She groaned, wiping the sleep from her eyes.

Naomi's smile disappeared instantly. "Uh- I thought you'd be up already, jumping up and down and stuff."

"Oh." Then it hit her. "I'm getting married to Sam today."

"Are you serious?" Naomi exclaimed. "You not jumping around, you're not dressed, you're not even showered!"

"Sorry, Nay. I'm just tired. I couldn't sleep." Addison apologised quickly. "Will you get the wedding dress and stuff, I'll get ready really quickly."

"Okay. Hurry up." Naomi said, calming her voice as Addison left the room. She looked at the large white dress hanging on the door and gave a small smile, remembering the look on Addie's face when she had first put it on.

"Wow." Violet whispered,

"Damn, Montgomery, that's really something." Charlotte smiled.

Amelia nodded. "It's awesome!"

"You look beautiful." Naomi agreed, all four girls were gazing in amazement at the mirror which Addison was standing in front of.

Addison's grin was the largest of everyone's. "It's perfect." She spun around happily, looking at her reflection with excitement.

"It's just so… Addison." Violet said what all of them where thinking.

"Sam's going to love it too." Naomi smiled.

Addison's grin faltered for a split second, she'd been so focused on the dress, she'd forgotten why she was wearing it.

Only Naomi noticed the strange look on the bride-to-be's face. She frowned at Addison, who saw Nay was watching her and gave her a quick reassuring smile.

But Naomi Bennett wasn't fooled; she wasn't the Love-Sick Derek in med school, or the naïve, always trusting Sam who to which Addie could just flash a sweet smile to and make forget something.

Naomi stood staring at the dress for a while. She stood there hoping that Addison would remember all the good moments she had spent with Sam and realise that everything would be perfect after the wedding.

Nay had tried to be supportive of her ex-husband, even though it was hurting her inside to watch him smiling at Addison in the same way he used to smile at her. She would catch him staring at Addison when he thought no-one was watching. She sighed, that used to be her he was looking at. They used to be so happy together.

"Okay." Addison came out of her bedroom a few minutes later, her hair dry and pulled back into a bun. "I'm dressed and ready to go."

"Let's go then." Naomi put a smile on her face, pulling herself out of her worried thoughts. Something's going to go wrong. I just know it. Addison always freaks out. Naomi followed Addison out of the house, hoping her gut feeling about all of this wasn't right.

/

"Oh My God, Addison!" Amelia squealed, clapping her hands together as Addison and Naomi came into the room. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you." Addison gave a small smile.

"How long to go?" Amelia asked Violet.

"Still half an hour, it hasn't changed from when you asked thirty seconds ago."

"Sorry. I'm just so excited!"

"I think you're freaking Addison out." Violet laughed at the look on Addison's face.

Addison broke out of her trance. "I'm just a bit nervous, I'm sure the excitement will hit me any second."

"I'm going to see how Sam's doing." Amelia jumped up excitedly,

"Me too." Naomi followed quickly, giving Addison a glance before leaving.

The room was quite for a while. Addison was just staring at the flowers on the table while Charlotte and Violet looked at each other, silently deciding who would ask her what was the matter.

"I'm going to see what Cooper's up to." Violet said quickly, leaving Charlotte and Addison alone.

Charlotte sat there, looking at Addison rather awkwardly.

"I can't do it, Charlotte." Addison said suddenly, still not taking her eyes off the flowers on the table.

"You can't do what…marry Sam?"

Addison nodded, finally looking up, her eyes filling with tears. Charlotte knew Addie was about to cry. Say something comforting.

"Well then don't." She blurted out. That was helpful.

Addison laughed. "Everyone is here, and it starts in less than half an hour. I can't-"

"Addison." Charlotte said sternly. "If you feel badly about this, then it's better to leave now then to not do anything and regret it years later."

"I know." Tears started falling down her cheeks. "I know… I thought I loved Sam enough, but-"

"-You don't want to marry him."

"Nay will go insane."

"You'll go insane after ten years of unwanted marriage." Charlotte told her.

"How long until it starts?"

"Twenty minutes. Addison, go."

There was a pause, Addison was sitting on the edge of her chair. She broke her gaze away from the flowers on the table and looked at Charlotte. "Thank you." She smiled, teary eyed.

Charlotte stood up and Addison did the same. The two woman shared a quick hug.

"Good luck, Addison." Charlotte smiled. "If you ever need anything, just call."

"Thanks." She returned the smile. "You could call me too, y'know, if you ever needed help."

The blonde haired woman laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Goodbye, Charlotte." The escaping bride gave a small wave, picking up her handbag. And then she was gone.

/

She ran as fast as she could to the wedding car, knowing it wouldn't be long before Naomi came back and realised she was gone. She clambered into the car, placing her handbag in the passenger seat. The vehicle gave a quiet purr as Addison started it up.

She drove as fast as the law would let her go, scared out of her mind that Nay had already gathered her angry mob and was heading for her.

There's no time to stop at home. She knew she had to go straight to her destination, no stopping except for gas. Naomi would know exactly where she'd run off to.

People on the road were giving her strange glances. Who wouldn't? A bride without a groom, riding in a car with 'Just Married' written on the back. Everyone she saw would know she was running away from her life.

Getting out at the gas station was the worst. She quickly filled up the tank and paid, ripping the 'Just Married' sign off the back of the car and throwing it into the trash afterward. Now at least she could drive past without the constant staring.

/

It was a quiet day at Seattle Grace. No incoming traumas, no medical history breaking surgeries. Any visitor who looked around might think that it was normal for this hospital to be so calm. Any average surgeon might think that today would just be one of those slow days. If you were an above average doctor, however, you would know that such a quiet day wasn't possible. If you were a world class surgeon, then you knew something was defiantly going to happen to ruin the perfectly timed surgical board up on the OR floor.

Richard Webber was one of those world class surgeons who just knew something was going to happen. Some huge accident, or a Resident/Attending relationship problem that would cause the whole hospital to start gossiping. Because, at Seattle Grace, there was no such thing as a 'quiet day'.

"Chief, I know I can pull this surgery off."

"I don't doubt your surgical skills, Miranda. The hospital just doesn't have the equipment, or the money."

At this moment in time, Richard Webber was being badgered by one of his world class Attendings in the hospital lobby. After this, he was probably going to go to his office and be nagged by yet another one of his world class Attendings.

"We could borrow from Mercy West, they have a-"

"Please, Miranda, I would rather buy the equipment and make this hospital broke, then borrow it from Merc-" He paused in mid sentence.

"Sir?" Bailey followed his gaze behind her shoulder, and her eyes went wide.

They both watched as the large glass doors opened, a familiar faced woman walked slowly into the hospital. Her normally fiery red hair and perfect figure was drenched from the everyday Seattle rain, she looked around the lobby, not even paying attention to the people staring at her in confusion. It wasn't the fact that she was dripping wet from the weather that had people looking at her, it was the pure white dress that covered her body.

"What in hell is she doing?" Bailey asked, still watching as Addison Montgomery wandered over to the other side of the Nurse's Station.

"Did either of you know Addison was getting married?" The voice of Callie Torres asked from behind them.

Bailey and The Chief both shook their heads, but didn't draw their eyes away from Addison.

"Doctor Montgomery?" Nurse Olivia frowned as the runaway bride reached the station. "Are you okay?"

"Um, is Doctor Torres around, or The Chief, or… Someone?"

Olivia nodded, and pointed to the other side of the Nurse's Station. Addison followed to where she was gesturing. Her face suddenly filled with relief as she saw the three people she had been wanting to see first.

"Callie." She breathed out a deep breath and made her way towards the doctors. "Oh Callie, thank God." She walked quickly to her friend and brought her into a hug.

"Whoa!" Callie pushed her away. "You're all… Drippy." She tugged at a bit off Addison's hair.

"Oh, um, sorry." Addison apologised meekly, brushing down her dress.

"Addie." The Chief said slowly, still taking in her appearance. "W-what's going on?"

She looked up from her dress and seemed to struggle to find the right words for her situation.

"Did you… Get married?" Bailey queried.

"No. Well- uh- I was meant to, but-"

"And you didn't invite us!" Callie interrupted.

"Torres!" Bailey scolded, glaring at Callie.

"Addie, um, who… who's the guy?" Richard asked quietly, not sure if wanted to know.

Addison paused before speaking. "Sam Bennett."

"Sam?" Both Bailey and Callie exclaimed at the same time, Addison nodded timidly.

It took The Chief a little longer to process the information. "Sam Bennett!"

"I couldn't do it." Tears appeared in the surgeon's eyes. "I just… Panicked and I drove here, I didn't stop to sleep…"

"Come here." Callie said sympathetically, pulling her best friend into a hug, no longer caring about her wet body. "You can stay with me and Arizona for as long as you want."

"Cal, I could just check in to-"

"No, Addie. There's no way you're staying at the Archfield"

"Okay." She gave a small smile. "Thank you."

If one of these doctors had turned to look, they would've seen three female resident staring with wide eyes at the scene.

"Is that…" The blonde one squinted.

"Addison." The girl with mousey brown hair finished, sounding shocked.

"She got married?" Cristina Yang asked, to no-one in particular.

"I don't think she did." Izzie replied, "If she was married, why would she be here?"

"I think she ran away." Meredith concluded.

Izzie nodded, taking a sip of her vanilla latté. "She must've been getting married to someone in LA."

"Why would she give up a guy from LA?" Cristina smirked.

"Grey, Yang, Stevens!" Bailey's Nazi voice carried across the lobby, making all three girls jump in shock. Bailey gestured from them to go to her.

As they were walking towards her, Izzie wondered. "What do you think she wants?"

Meredith and Cristina shrugged as they stopped in front of the scene.

"Yes, Doctor Bailey?" Cristina said.

Bailey looked at Izzie. "Do you have any spare clothes in your locker that Addison can borrow, Stevens?"

Izzie nodded. "Sure."

"Then, go. Get them." She said obviously, when Izzie didn't move.

"Oh. Um… Okay." She turned on her heels and left.

"Cristina, will you go and find Arizona and tell her that Addie will be staying with us."

"She's staying… with us?" Cristina stuttered.

"Have you got a problem with that?" Callie raised an eyebrow.

"Uh… No." Cristina said, and left quickly.

"Grey. Go and find Shepherd and make sure he doesn't come down here while Addison's still here." Bailey ordered.

"How am I meant to do that?" Meredith wondered.

"Follow him around, distract him. I don't care. Go." Bailey said sternly.

Meredith went to open her mouth in protest, but decided against it because of the look the attending was giving her.

Bailey rolled her eyes. "Residents."

This is over 2,000 words. So, yay for me!

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