Disclaimer: If Grey's Anatomy were mine...Private Practice would not exsist unless Mark Sloan decided to join the cast. (Which is my way of saying, "No, I own nothing".)

“Are you sure women like chocolates? I mean, this is Julianne Harper. She said herself in a magazine I was reading one time that she hated chocolate and it was nothing but empty calories.”

Mark made no attempt to hide the way he rolled his eyes. He and Ryan stood outside the hallway across from Julianne’s room with Ryan holding a giant heart-shaped box of chocolates.

“Okay, so if she doesn’t like the chocolate, she’ll still be intrigued by the fact that she has a secret admirer.”

Ryan’s eyes bulged out of their sockets. “She has a secret admirer? Now there’s no way she’ll ever consider going out with me!” Mark buried his face in his hand. Getting Ryan and Julianne together was going to be tougher than he thought.

“The secret admirer is you, you moron!” Mark hissed as he snatched the box out of his colleague’s hand. Ryan looked baffled.

“I thought I…” he began as Mark began shuffling towards Julianne’s room.

“You thought you’d just ask her out? It’s not that simple my friend,” Mark said with a wink.

“Yes it is!” Ryan protested. He realized there was no way of talking Mark out of giving Julianne the chocolates from her ‘secret admirer’ and heaved out a heavy sigh. More than anything he wanted to find that special someone. He had a strong feeling Julianne was that someone ever since she had glared at him for soaking her in coffee. He also had a strong feeling that Mark’s plan was going to backfire somehow. But he had asked Mark for help, and now there was no way of backing out of the situation and doing things the ‘simple’ way.

Mark twirled around and gave Ryan a twisted smirk. Ryan shuddered. Mark almost looked possessed. He wriggled his eyebrows and said, “Kcenser, you are a lovesick piranha.” Ryan gasped.

“No I’m not!” Mark rolled his eyes again.

“I mean, you are a lovesick piranha at the moment. You find your girl piranha and you chomp down on it, like piranha kissing, and you live happily ever after.”

“That’s an odd metaphor,” Ryan replied, his nose crinkled in disgust as he imagined a piranha.

“Just follow me,” Mark ordered, striding into Julianne’s room. Ryan groaned and followed him reluctantly. Even though he still hoped Mark would pull through, he still silently prayed that nothing would go wrong.

One step, two steps, things were running smoothly so far. Ryan let out a sigh of relief as he made it through the doorway without tripping. Julianne sat on the examination table clutching her side.

“I hate stomach viruses! Did you know I was next in line to be Elle in Legally Blonde on Broadway, until this stomach thing got so bad I couldn’t go to my audition?”

Noticing how miserable she looked about losing a role, Ryan decided to try cheering her up. He shrugged and let out a meek, “Sorry.” He felt as though it would be the least he could do.

Mark shot him a look that seemed to say, ‘Let me do the talking’ and turned to Julianne with his McSteamy smirk painted on his face.

“Miss Harper,” he began, “this came in the mail for you.” He outstretched his arm with the candies in his hand towards Julianne. She quickly grasped the heart shaped box and pulled the card from the brightly colored ribbon securing the package shut.

“Roses are red, violets are blue, you’re a wonderful girl, and I love you. Signed, your Secret Admirer. A Secret Admirer?” she asked aloud while her nose began to crinkle in confusion. She thrust the box back into Mark’s stomach, knocking the wind out of her.

“How…adorable,” Julianne muttered. “Well if he wanted to turn me on the least he could do was write a better poem. And chocolates are nothing but fat in the form of a candy.” Ryan cringed as he thought of Mark concocting the pathetic words that resembled a second grader’s Valentine.

Mark let out a wheezing sound as he gripped onto the box so tightly his knuckles were turning white. Miranda Bailey entered seconds later, looking just as confused as Julianne did.

“Miss Harper is this moron bothering you?” she asked as she carefully eyed mark’s hunched over figure. Mark huffed and made his way past Miranda.

He brushed Ryan’s shoulder and whispered, “I’ll come up with something new tomorrow.” He gave him the best glare he could muster up.

“And no talking to her. You may be her Doctor, but I am her matchmaker.”

With a grunt, Mark exited the room with Miranda following closely behind, leaving Ryan and Julianne alone in the room.

Ryan shifted uncomfortably on his feet. Julianne tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking just as uncomfortable.

“So, Legally Blonde, eh? That’s cool,” Ryan said slowly, hoping to strike up some kind of conversation. Julianne gave him a small smile.

“Yeah, whatever, it’s not important. Some loser who doesn’t have half the talent I do got the part. So it doesn’t matter. Just find out what’s wrong with me so I can get out of here and get on with my life.”

Ryan sighed as he placed his stethoscope in his ears. Getting Julianne to even notice him was going to be tougher than he thought.

GREYSANATOMY

“I’m what?” Addison asked finally. Emma stepped forward, shaking her hands wildly.

“Whoa, Addison! Did you thought I said ‘mom’?” Addison nodded with wide horrified eyes.

“Oh! No! I meant…you…rob! You’re really a robber, and you’re really good at it!” She made fake growling noises and contorted her face to look like a criminal, but Addison wasn’t convinced. Emma’s act died down and she scratched her head. She had always been one for acting, but never had she been a good liar.

“So let me get this straight,” she began, her voice quivering. “You’re my daughter, I live in this trailer…” She turned to Derek with a look of sudden realization in her eyes and pointed a shaky finger in his direction.

“So you and I have to have some sort of connection,” she whispered. “Are we married, Shepherd?” Derek took a cautious step forward with his gaze averted to the ground.

“Yes,” he confessed. He tried stepping toward her, but was soon disappointed as she kept taking a step back. She had lost trust in him within a matter of under twenty-four hours. Addison shook her head, whispered, “I’m sorry”, and ran out the door.

“Addison!” Derek called after her. Emma grabbed his sleeve. Derek whirled around to face Emma with tears streaming down her freckly cheeks.

“Dad, please talk to her.”

“Emma, I don’t think she wants to talk to me,” Derek replied, defeated. Emma stomped her foot as embers began kindling in her eyes.

“Fine, then just let her go again. She has no idea who anyone is, and the only person she’s been able to really talk to is you. But by all means, let her go again.”

“What do you mean, let her go again?”

“I mean, Dad, I watched you break Mom’s heart too many times to see it happen again. Just go outside and tell her everything you’ve been holding in for the past five hours. It’s not like you and I are great liars. You only managed to keep your marriage a secret for one afternoon.”

“Thanks, Em,” Derek whispered, whisking a strand of hair away from her eyes. He couldn’t help but smile when Emma wrapped her arms around his waist and then shooed him outside to join Addison on the front lawn. It was something his wife had always done after they had fought or had a serious talk. It was just like the saying said, like mother like daughter.

Hey everybody! Sorry that this update was so slow...apperantly my brain enjoys watching me write tons of fics as it keeps popping new ideas into my head. (I'm really bad at staying commited to stories...sorry) But anyway, I was reading a PEOPLE magazine, and there was this whole section dedicated to where Grey's is gonna pick up and it said that ADDISON WAS COMING BACK FOR AN EPISODE!! In the midst of screaming like an idiot, i remembered all of my Grey's Anatomy stories and my inability to update things and keep focused on one story, so that's how I finished this. Now, I know the ending portion sucks, mainly because I want to get to the big ol' heartfelt talk next chapter and if I put it in this one, it would have been too long. So updates are appreciated, as always! If I don't update soon, all you Addison fans enjoy your one hour of bliss when she returns (I know I will!)

-ILoVeWicked