A/N: I realize it has been forever since I last updated, but I do need a break every now and again. Also, I needed time to come up with some new ideas as to where this story is going. And I think I have come up with some that you all will love! Still, I can't promise super speedy updates, just bear with me. I hope you like this chapter!

Chapter Seventeen: True Feelings

The next morning, Izzie sat awake in her bedroom thinking about the what happened the day before. The last thing she wanted her to mother to do was yell at her for getting pregnant and being a disappointment, and even though she didn't, Izzie now kind of wished she did. The silent treatment was so much worse. Even though her mother didn't verbalize her disappointment with her, Izzie could plainly see it in the way she looked at her. Robbie said she wasn't upset but Izzie didn't believe her in the slightest.

The pain in her shoulder from the gun shot wound hadn't subsided, so she got out of bed to get some aspirin. Her hazel eyes peered into her mother's bedroom to find the redhead still sound asleep. Making her way into the kitchen, there was a soft knock on the front door before she got too far. Her hazel eyes glanced down the small hallway, listening to any movement. Luckily, her mother never stirred from the sound. Robbie was the last person she wanted to deal with right now.

She opened the door and smiled when she saw George's face, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

"What? A guy can't stop by to see how his best friend is doing?" He said, mirroring her smile.

"I guess so," Izzie chuckled a bit, but her smile faded, thinking about what she wanted to tell him. She took a gentle hold of his arm and lead him to the front steps, shutting the door to the trailer behind her. They sat down side by side, and he looked at her with concern in his eyes. Just as he was about to ask what was the matter, she told him as if she could read his mind, "I told my mom."

Then there was a silence as George was expecting her to continue, "And…?"

"She's not speaking to me," Izzie sighed, letting her eyes fall onto the dirt ground.

"You just gotta give her some time," George said, placing a comforting hand on the middle of her back. Izzie's gaze met with his and a small smile formed on her lips to let him know she appreciated it, "Does she know who the father is?"

"Yeah," she paused with a nod of her head, "she knows it's Alex. Every time I'd say his name she'd get this look in her eye - like she wanted to kill him."

"I don't blame her, after everything he put you through," he paused. He didn't know if he would ever get over the pain Alex caused Izzie, "and now this," he said, referring to the pregnancy.

"I know you don't believe it… but he really has changed, George."

George still refused to believe that. He didn't believe that people like Alex could change. After a brief moment of silence, George asked, "Do you think he's gonna leave Addison?"

"I don't know," Izzie sighed.

God, she hoped he would.

Meanwhile, in Mark's bedroom, a fully clothed Lexie laid in Mark's arms, who was also fully clothed. She felt happy being so close to him as he twisted a piece of her brunette hair between his fingertips. She was also happy that he didn't try to get her clothes off the entire night. Yes, he did try at first after the others left his house, but when she said she wasn't ready he immediately backed off. Which Lexie really appreciated. Still, she did stay the night with him. This was a huge deviation for Lexie, but sleeping with his arms wrapped around her the whole time was an amazing feeling, and she knew that the consequences would be worth it.

"You know, you kinda have freckles," Mark said randomly, admiring her features.

"Yeah, I know. I hate them," she said.

"I think they're cute," Mark grinned, and Lexie was sure her face lit up at his words. She had never been with a guy who was as sweet to her as he was. After a moment, Lexie almost got lost in his beautiful blue eyes, when she realized it was probably time for her to get home.

"I should get going," Lexie paused, letting her eyes ponder of his face as she spoke, "my dad is gonna have a cow. He's probably got the entire neighborhood looking for me."

"Well then," he paused, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose. She giggled at the soft contact and he tucked a piece of her brunette hair behind her ear, "let's get you home."

Derek had just woke up, his dark curls a mess and his vision still impaired as he walked sleepily into the kitchen. He got a glass down from cabinet and poured himself some orange juice before noticing something outside his window at his neighbor's house. His neighbor who just so happened to be his best friend, Mark Sloan. He watched Mark leave his house with a girl following close behind. But she wasn't just any girl, nope. She was Lexie Grey. All Derek could do was shake his head and feel bad for the poor girl. Because he knew Mark. He knew it was only a matter of time now before Mark completely rips her heart out.

With his glass of orange juice in hand, Derek made his way back upstairs and into his bedroom. He didn't know why he wanted Meredith to care so badly. Maybe it was because he had four sisters, and it bothered him for Meredith to have a sister and not give a crap about her. Yeah, sisters are annoying as fuck, but that doesn't mean you don't love them.

Sitting down on the edge of his bed, he picked up his phone and dialed Meredith's number.

Meredith snored loudly, but somehow heard the sound of her phone vibrating against the surface of her nightstand. With a groan, she rolled over and grabbed her phone and read Derek's name on the screen. Yet, this didn't seem to please her as much as one would think it would, considering she was exhausted, "Hello," she mumbled into the receiver.

"Meredith? I'm sorry, were you sleeping?" Derek asked.

"Kinda," she replied simply, shutting her eyes once again.

"Oh, never mind then, I'll get you sleep."

"Wait, I'm awake now. What do you want?" She yawned into her words, forcing herself in a sitting position before leaning back against her headboard. Derek never usually called her this early, so she wondered if he had something important to tell her.

"They had sex," he started bluntly, which made Meredith's brows furrow in utter confusion.

"What?"

"Mark and Lexie. I just seen her leave his house, and they both looked pretty happy to me," he told her.

"Okay, well, that's good," Meredith said, not getting why Derek was telling her this.

Derek's mouth hung open for a moment, expecting the issue to click with Meredith instantly, "Meredith. Don't you get it? You and I both know that Mark just used her, and he'll be after the next girl by tomorrow."

In all honestly, that simple fact did bother Meredith a little bit. But she wasn't about to admit that to Derek, "That's not my problem."

"She's your sister, Meredith. How can you seriously not care?" He asked, and she could hear the frustration building in the sound of his voice.

"Why do you care so much?" She snapped back at him, hanging up her phone and putting it back down on her nightstand. With a huff, she covered herself again and laid her head back down on the pillow. She felt a little bad for snapping at Derek. She didn't think she'd care at all for a girl she never wanted to know, but she was beginning to prove herself wrong.

Addison knew that Alex still had feelings for Izzie. She knew what she had to do, and even though she cared deeply for him, it was time to let him go so they could find the people who were right for them. The redhead walked up the steps to the front door as she's done many times before, being greeted with yet another hiss by the cat on the windowsill. She's learned to ignore it now. After ringing the doorbell, she seen blonde curls appear behind the curtain in front of the window, then heard a small, "Addison!"

Addison smiled upon seeing the girl who she had grown fond of since she's been with Alex. She expected Jaylen to be the one that opened the front door, but instead it was Alex who looked like he was in a bad mood. But that was Alex, he usually always looked like that, "Hey," he paused, stepping outside. He was going to shut the door before Jaylen squeezed through the opening, "I wanna come," she said with a toothy grin, but Alex shook his head, "No, now go back inside."

"You're mean!" She scowled, scurrying back into the house. He shut the door, then looked at Addison with a serious expression on his face.

"I think we need to talk," Addison started, and Alex nodded his head in agreement.

"Yeah, I think we do."

Addison cocked an eyebrow slightly at his words, wondering if he wanted to talk about the same thing she wanted to talk about. The seriousness in his tone and expression worried her vaguely, but she just let out a deep breath and they began to walk down the steps together and sit side by side on the bottom one, "Um," Addison started hesitantly, letting her emerald eyes lock with his before he interrupted her.

"Let me start," he told her, and she gave him a simple nod to let him talk first. His eyes averted from hers, and he let out a sigh. His gaze fixed upon the grass as he started, "Remember when I told you I loved you?" He paused, not expecting an answer, "Well, I thought I meant it. I wanted to mean it," he met her eyes once more as her full attention was on him, "because I do care about you. I just don't… love you-"

"Like you love Izzie Stevens," Addison finished his thought, and she noticed his features freeze briefly before softening.

"Yeah," he whispered, looking away from the redhead again.

"It's okay," Addison reassured him with a nod of her head, then placed a gently hand on his knee, "I get it. I always knew that you still had feelings for her, but I was just living in denial. Thinking that maybe one day you could love me as much as you love her," a small smile lit up her features, even though tears were threatening to break free, but she tried her best not to let them, "You deserve to be happy. We both do. So… you go be happy with Izzie."

Alex looked at Addison and placed his hand over hers on his knee, "What about you?"

A mental image of Teddy entered her mind, which perked her smile a little more, "I'm pretty sure I'll be okay," she said, nodding her head.

"I'm sorry," he told her.

"Me too," she replied, a half smile taking over her features before she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. They sat there together for a moment, lingering in each other's presence, before Addison finally stood from the step and looked down at him, "Well… I guess I'll see you around."

"Yeah," he smiled at her with nod, "Yeah, I'll see you around."

With that, Addison turned and headed down his driveway, then down the sidewalk. She wasn't afraid to let the tears fall now, since she was longer in Alex's sight. She really did love him, and it was hard to let him go. But she knew they weren't going to go anywhere, not if his heart was somewhere else.

Sniffing back some of the tears, she pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed a number, pressing the phone to her ear. She listened to it ring a few times before someone finally answered.

"Teddy? Hey," she said, knowing she probably sounded like she was crying, "It's Addison. Can you meet me at the park later? I have something I want to talk to you about… great. I'll see you in two hours then. Bye."

"Hey," Meredith's smiling face peered through Cristina's bedroom door, "how's being on bed rest going?" She asked, walking into the room and climbing onto her best friend's bed.

"Horribly," Cristina scoffed with a roll of her eyes, "I'm so bored. There's nothing to do."

Meredith sat criss-cross in the center of the mattress and chuckled at Cristina slightly, "Did Owen come see you yesterday?"

"Yeah," Cristina said, cocking an eyebrow, "How did you know that?"

"You should have seen him, Cristina, he was miserable. So I gave him the courage to come talk to you."

"I thought you didn't like him?" An amused grin appeared on Cristina's face.

"Well, I didn't… but he loves you. And I think he really felt bad for what happened. He's a good guy for you, and I like seeing you happy. So… I guess I can start liking him now."

Cristina chuckled a bit, shaking her head and Meredith's indecisiveness. Then there was a silence that filled the room, and Meredith figured this was a good a time as any to tell her what happened with Derek, "I yelled at Derek," Meredith said with slight remorse in her tone.

"Good, that boy needs to be yelled at sometimes," Cristina said with a grin.

"This time he didn't deserve it."

"And why is that?" Cristina asked, a hint a curiosity in her tone.

"Because I care about my sister," Meredith said with a sigh and a fallen expression.

Cristina's face twisted, "What?" she asked, slightly confused.

"Derek saw Lexie leave Mark's house early this morning," Meredith said, and Cristina just looked at her as if to say, And?… "and you know how Mark is. Mark is Mark. And Lexie seems like a pretty fragile girl. Mark is known to sleep with girls and leave them the next day, and… I can't believe I'm saying this but… I don't want to see her get hurt."

Cristina's eyebrows lifted, and she opened her mouth to speak. But she was speechless.

"Yeah, I know," Meredith sighed, "I don't know what to think either."

"Well, if he's already slept with her, don't you think you're a little late to start caring now?"

Meredith's brows furrowed, realizing her point. "Damn," she said simply, her eyes fixed on the fabric of Cristina's navy blue bedspread.

Around one o'clock that afternoon, Addison waited in the park for Teddy to arrive. Her stomach was filled with butterflies, because she knew there was something between them. Even though she wasn't quite sure what that something was, or even if Teddy felt that same something too. But, she knew she wanted to find that out, because she wanted to grab her opportunity before it vanished into thin air.

Addison had never felt these feelings for another girl before, and she didn't know what people would say and what people would think when they found out that she had these feelings. And right now she didn't care, because she was anxious. She was anxious, nervous, heartbroken, and a little scared all at the same time. Anxious to let Teddy know what was on her mind, and nervous because she wasn't sure how Teddy would react. Heartbroken because of what happened between her and the guy she cared for, and scared because her world was spinning faster than it ever had before.

Her mind was racing, but all of those thoughts came to a crashing halt when she heard the sound of the other's girls voice coming from behind her, "Addison."

The redhead spun her head around and Teddy came into view. Addison sat upon a bench that was facing the city of Seattle, but right now, the blond girl in front of her was the most beautiful thing there, "Hey," Addison managed to say in a soft tone, letting a small smile form on her lips.

"Is something wrong?" Teddy asked, taking a seat next to the other girl, "You sounded upset over the phone."

"Oh, yeah," she paused, glancing from Teddy to her hands that were folding in her lap, then back to Teddy again, "I, uh.. Me and Alex broke up."

"Oh," Teddy's brows furrowed her and a concerned look took over her features, "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be, it's fine," Addison let the smile get a little bigger, but the pain was visible in her emerald eyes, and Teddy shook her head slightly. She knew that it wasn't fine, "It was the best thing to do for both of us."

Teddy's gaze was fixed upon Addison's, "You gonna be okay?"

Addison nodded her head, "Yeah. I think we both need to be with the right person… and we weren't accomplishing anything by staying together. Because I know he has feelings for Izzie, and I…" she paused, feeling her mouth suddenly get dry, and her heart felt as though it had fallen into the put of her stomach, "have feelings for you."

Addison wasn't able to breath as she stared into the stunned face of the girl beside her. Damn it. She wished she could learn how to ease into something instead of just blurting it out. Teddy looked away from Addison, and the redhead felt the need to continue speaking. She wanted to say anything to keep there from being an awkward silence. Only, her words made things a little more awkward, 'Um, I didn't mean to just blurt that out. I'm sorry. We can just both pretend that I never said anything, because I really do like spending time with you. You're my friend, and if you want to keep it that way, then that's totally fine with-"

But then Teddy crashed her lips into Addison's, shutting her up in the process. This was the last thing Addison had expected, but it didn't take her very long to finally make her lips movements match with the blonde's. This was a better reaction than Addison had expected, and she didn't ever want it to stop.

Alright. So glad I am able to get this up, you guys. Maybe the next chapter will come soon. It all depends.

-Shelby.