Title: Love Square
Pairings: MADDISEXIE! (My favorite love quad)
Lexzie – angst, one-sided, eventual relationship
Maddison – angst, one-sided, eventual relationship
Addex – friendship, implied relationship
Markzie – friendship, implied relationship
Spoilers: Up to 3.10. This story is AU, set 3-4 months in the future
Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy, nor am I making any money from the writing of this fic.
Summary: Everyone at Seattle Grace hospital thinks best friends Addison and Alex are a couple, when really, the two have bonded over their seemingly-unrequited love for other people. But what will happen when Izzie and Mark figure out a plan to get them back?
Okay so, I have been thinking about this fic for a really long time now. Just know, I have every single tiny detail of it all planned out, and then even a sequel for it planned out as well, haha, so it will defiantly be ongoing. It will be centered around my two favorite couples, Lexzie and Maddison, with some fun, fluff, and angst all thrown in. This is basically what my ideal scenario for these couples would play out as.
Oh and also, I am pretty much obsessed with Tegan & Sara right now. So every chapter title will either be one of their songs, or some of their lyrics.
Chapter One: I've Been Tired For Days & Days
No sooner than Alex Karev had shut the door of his apartment behind him, he felt the familiar vibration of his phone signaling a text message against his leg.
Reaching up, he flicked on the bank of lights beside him, illuminating the white, two-bedroom apartment he called home. Actually, he never called his apartment "home". Never having had a real "home", Alex wasn't exactly sure what a home was. He was sure, however, that it wasn't the plain, lonely, rented-out apartment room he was currently standing in. It was just the placed he lived, really.
Throwing his keys onto the table by the door, he fished into his jeans pocket to retrieve his Sidekick. Glancing at the screen, the edges of his lips tugged upwards into a smile. It was a text message from Addison.
"Get your gorgeous ass over here, stat.
I have something to show you!!
Alex exhaled a sigh of relief as he shoved his Sidekick back into his pocket. Addison was exactly what he needed after a day like this. All day, Seattle Grace had been dealing with the effects of a massive 6-car pileup. With massive head traumas, broken limbs, and what seemed like a never-ending need for sutures, Alex literally had not stopped working. He hadn't even seen Addie at all, although he suspected she had experienced a similar workload. Still, if he wasn't assigned to her service, they at least usually took lunch together.
But of course, to make the day even worse, Alex had to have been assigned to fucking Sheperd all day, and it was seriously starting to take every ounce of Alex's will-power not to punch the asshole right in his "McDreamy" face.
Just as soon as he'd deposited them, Alex snatched his keys up from off the table he had thrown them on, and headed out of his apartment on his way to Addison's hotel.
After arriving at the Archduke, Alex rapped lightly on the all-too familiar door of room 2214. Immediately, it flew open, the pretty, red head of Addison Montgomery appearing in its place.
"Ah, I knew you couldn't stay away," Addison greeted him, a goofy smile plastered across her stunning features. She grabbed Alex's arm, tugging him into the room excitedly.
Alex clicked the door shut behind him, sealing them both inside the luxurious red-and-gold themed hotel room Addison had been living in for the past few months. He really couldn't blame her for wanting to live at the Archduke. Hell, if he were wealthy enough to afford a place like this, he'd live here too. But still, he couldn't help but feel uneasy that Addison had been living in a hotel for so long, and he had been trying to convince her to move in with him or at least get a roommate. He couldn't help but worry about her staying here all alone. But Alex had always been protective of the women in his life; it was probably a result of his childhood.
"Of course I couldn't," Alex replied. "I didn't see you at all today."
Addison cast him an empathetic glance. "I know. It was a very long day. But luckily for you," she smiled, "I happen to have the perfect cure for very long days, right here."
Alex returned her smile. "You do?" Addison grinned again and gestured towards the TV in front of them. Alex stared at it for a minute, focusing on the images flickering across the screen. Was that…
"Nope, even better."
Alex again squinted at the TV. A fake blonde chick with very long dark roots and impossibly huge boobs was grinding against a cheesy dark-haired guy with a forest of chest hair. He winced upon hearing her nasal-y moaning about how big the guy was. This shit wasn't even close to believable.
"Uh, bad porn?" Alex guessed. "Since when do you watch porn?"
"Free bad porn!" Addison corrected giddily. "Can you believe it? I come home today, turn on my TV, and the hotel is accidentally broadcasting porn for free. It's a sign."
"How is it a sign?"
Addison paused, seeming to think on that for a moment. "It just is. So, wanna watch with me?"
Alex smirked. He loved seeing this side of Addison, the one that most people never got to see. The fun, happy, and sometimes silly Addison. The one that was over that douchebag Shepard, and who actually seemed capable of being happy. "Have you ever known me to turn down watching porn in bed with a hot woman?"
"That's what I thought." Addison smiled, hopping onto the end of her beautiful king-sized bed. She stretched out on her tummy, feet reaching up towards the pillows and her head propped up against her elbows. "Oh, this is so fun. It's exactly like that episode of Friends!"
Alex remained standing, looking at her quizzically, and Addison elaborated for him. "You know? The one where Joey and Chandler find the free porn on their TV, and then they watch it for like, three days straight, and they're so sick of it, but they just keep watching because they're scared if they turn the TV off, it won't come back?"
Alex still just looked at her, even more confused. "What the fuck kind of a name is Chandler?" he asked.
Addison's smile faltered a bit. "Please don't tell me you don't watch Friends," she said, completely ignoring his question.
"I'm a guy!" Alex said, as if it were enough of an explanation.
"Guys don't watch Friends, Addison."
"Everybody watches Friends!" she protested. "Derek's a guy, and we used to watch Friends together all the time," Addie replied smugly.
Alex began to snigger. "Reason #338 to hate Derek…" And at this, Addison smiled too.
"Guess what else I have?" she said, patting the space on the edge of the bed beside her.
Alex kicked off his shoes and moved to join her on the bed. "Oh, there's more now, is there?"
"I have pizza," Addison said, grabbing a slice from the box in front of her with one hand, "and, I have beer!"
Alex grinned, reaching down to grab a Corona. "This?" he said, popping off the cap, "this is why we're friends." Alex cast a smile towards her. "Well, this and that fact that you love me."
"Maaaaybe," Addison teased.
Alex twisted his face into an expression of mock-hurt and stared at her with big puppy-dog eyes. "Maybe?"
"Just kidding. I love you," Addison smiled at him. "So turn that frown upside down, Karev," she said, tapping him lightly on the nose.
"And speaking of how much I love you," Addison continued, pointing at Alex with the pizza slice in her hand, "I didn't see you at all today. Quite depressing if you ask me."
"Yeah, I know," Alex nodded. "I didn't even have time for lunch. The ER was crazy."
"Tell me about it. I had two pregnant mothers in the crash. Plus I had Grey as my intern," Addison said, making a face. There was just something about working with your ex-husband's girlfriend that had the power to make a bad day even worse.
"Aw Addie, she's not that bad."
"True. It's more her boyfriend I have a problem with."
"Speaking of Shepard," Alex started, taking a long swig from his beer, "I really hate that bastard."
Addison laughed. "Oh? Did he give you a reason #339 today?"
"Yeah. I had to work with him all day in Neuro. It was shit. The guy's wrist deep in human brain, yet he still finds the time to piss me off."
"Thank you for the lovely image," Addison grimaced. "What did he do that was so terrible today? Or was it just his bastard-like presence? Usually that's enough for me."
"All day, he just kept asking about you." Alex grimaced. "He was all 'How is Addie doing?' and 'Is Addie okay?' every five minutes. Fucking gets on my nerves."
"What'd you say?" Addison asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Well, the first couple of times I just didn't answer him, or told him it wasn't any of his business, because that was the magic of divorce, after all. But-" Alex hesitated, thinking of the best way to proceed. It had just occurred to him now that Addison was probably going to get pissed off at what he was about to say, and he kind of regretted even opening his mouth in the first place.
"But?" Addison really didn't like the sound of that.
"Well, he kept asking, and I kept getting more pissed off, so after awhile, I told him: 'Addison's fine, just tired from all the mind-blowing sex we had last night. Don't worry though, I'm sure she thought it was worth it since she told me I was the best she'd ever had'." Alex smirked at the memory, recalling the look of absolute shock on Derek's face. Asshole.
Addison's mouth dropped open a little in horror. "Alex!" she exclaimed, slapping him lightly on the arm. "Why did you have to go and do that? As if there aren't enough rumors about us floating around the hospital already."
"The guy's a prick, Addison. He acts like he's top shit, and thinks that you're sitting here, all devastated because you lost him. Well he can go fuck himself," Alex seethed, his fists clenching a little. "Plus, the look on his face? So worth it. You would have thought so too if you were there."
Addison sensed the irritation in Alex's voice, and calmed her own tone down a little, not wanting to agitate him even further. "I appreciate you trying to stick up for me Alex, I am just worried that everyone will think were sleeping together," she said smoothly.
Alex rolled his eyes. "Addie, please. Everyone already thinks were sleeping together."
His gaze shifted from Addison back to the on-screen sex in front of him. "Say, why aren't we sleeping together?"
Addison raised an eyebrow at him. "Seriously?"
Alex laughed, one of his classic smirks stretching across his handsome face. "Your hot, I'm hot, plus you just told me you loved me."
"May I remind you how many times we have had this conversation before?"
Alex glanced over at Addison, beautiful waves of red hair crashing down and swirling around her perfect face. She really was McHot. Alex almost questioned his own sexuality for not having an overwhelming urge to kiss her right then and there. But surprisingly, he didn't. "Sorry Addie, sometimes I just need to be reminded, you know? It's not exactly familiar territory for me, this whole friends-with-a-chick thing. I never thought I'd be lying in bed, watching porn, with a girl this hot and not undressing her."
"Technically, were on the bed."
Alex laughed. "Still."
"Well, I can't say I don't know how you feel. I mean, the only guy friend I've ever had before was Mark, and look how that turned out." Addison paused to collect her thoughts, reaching up to rake a few fingers through her gorgeous red curls. "Okay, sappy time: your friendship means a lot to me, and I would never want to do anything to jeopardize that."
Alex completely understood. He needed Addison even more than she needed him. She was his rock; his best friend. Of course, she didn't know that, so it wasn't going to prevent him from teasing her about it. "Aw, aren't you cute."
Addison blushed. "Oh shush, Karev."
"I care about you too, 'buddy'," Alex smiled. "Plus, there is the fact that whenever I even come close to thinking about making a move on you, I remember how exactly you are like Ashley in every single way."
Addison pointed her almost-eaten pizza towards Alex's face again. "I want to meet her, by the way."
"Ohhhh no. No way! You are never, and I repeat, never, going to meet Ashley. It would be too weird." Alex vigorously shook his head, trying to rid himself of the mental image of Addison and his sister Ashley meeting each other. It was creepy how similar they really were. Ashley really was Addison, only blonde. Even their faces bore a striking resemblance. "You two would fall in love with each other. You'd probably get matching t-shirts that say 'I'm with my best friend' and have each others pictures on them, and wear them to the mall together or something."
Addison laughed. "You could really picture me doing that? Seriously?"
"With Ashley, yes," Alex nodded seriously. "No, you are never meeting her Addie."
"Okay, okay!" Addison giggled at Alex's anger. "No meeting Ashley."
"So," Addison continued. "If me reminding you of your sister wasn't enough, there's also the fact that you're hopelessly and madly in love with Dr. Stevens."
"And the fact that your in love with Sloane," Alex pointed out, trying to direct the conversation away from himself.
"I do not love Mark."
"Uh huh, sure you don't."
"I don't," Addison said, eyebrow pointedly raised in seriousness. "But you love Izzie."
Alex avoided Addison's gaze and tried to shake thoughts of Izzie from his mind. Thinking about her hurt, although that didn't stop him from doing it all the time. "True," he finally answered. "I already knew all that, I just needed to hear it again."
Alex tried to distract himself by focusing on the television in front of him again. The irritating fake-blonde was now pinned up against the wall, moaning loudly as chest hair guy thrust into her. "I am seriously horny right now," he groaned, dropping his face behind his hands.
"That's probably because of all the porn," Addison pointed out.
"True, but my beast is in serious need of feeding."
Addison looked confused. "Um, beast? Feeding? Elaborate please."
Alex laughed. "Nevermind. It's an Izzie thing." Alex mentally slapped himself as he spotted Addison rolling her eyes at him. He needed to stop thinking about Izzie. Now.
"Seriously though, I need sex," Alex repeated.
"Well, how long has it been?"
"Uh…"Alex tried to think. "Hmm… 3, no 4 days?" he started counting out on his fingers. "I think 4 days."
Addison's jaw dropped open a little in horror. "Four days? Slut!"
"Hey," Alex pouted. "I take offense to that."
"Seriously," Addison continued. "You're complaining about four days? Seriously? You, are a slut. Do you even remember her name?"
"Of course I do!"
"Oh yeah?" Addison challenged. "What was it?"
Alex paused to think for a minute, gaining himself yet another eye roll from Addison. "Hey, I'm thinking! Okay, it was Amy. Or maybe Amanda…?"
"See? Total slut," Addison laughed. "I bet you remember her hair colour though. Brown."
Alex didn't answer. It was true that all the random girls he had been picking up from Joe's lately had been brunettes. Hot red heads, like Addison, were pretty rare, and blondes, well… he just couldn't do blondes anymore. They just reminded him too much of Izzie. Alex sighed… Izzie.
Noticing his sudden change in demeanor, Addison quickly changed the topic. "You think 4 days is bad? Try 4 months."
Alex immediately darted his eyes back up to Addison, completely shaken of his thoughts. "Four months, Addison? Seriously? You're like… a nun or something!"
Addison laughed. "I think I might be far from sisterhood."
"You know, you'd look hot in one of those little black hoods. Maybe you should be a nun."
"Oh yes, and shall I lead with my adultery on my nun application?"
Alex looked at Addison, shocked. "Wait, you have to fill out an application to be a nun?"
Addison just stared at Alex in disbelief, smacking him a bit on the side of his head.
"But wow. Four months," Alex continued, ignoring her stare. "That's a hell of a long time." He paused. "No wonder you want to watch this crappy porn."
Addison laughed as both their gazes were averted back to the TV. After a few minutes of watching the absolute cheesiest sex ever, Alex spoke.
"This is really bad. Like, really, really bad. Like, 3-dollar-hooker bad."
Addison laughed. "True, it really is unbearable. Don't you just want to go in there and show them how it's done?"
Alex rolled over on top of Addison, pinning her down and pressing his weight against her. Lying on top of her, their faces were inches away. "Oh, that can be arranged," he said, hot smirk placed on his gorgeous mouth.
"Didn't we just have this discussion? Off. Now." With one fluid motion, Addison placed her palms against Alex's chest and pushed him, watching as he rolled over onto his back on the bed. But instead of moving to get up, Alex just remained watching the television upside down.
"It actually looks better this way, you know. Like art," Alex reflected.
"Really?" Addison joined Alex, rolling over on her back into the space beside him, head dangling over the edge of the bed, in order to see for herself. "Your right," she decided.
The two remained upside down for a few minutes, watching the TV in silence. "Ow," Addison finally said after a few minutes, clutching her head as she rolled back up right. "Head rush."
Alex sat back up as well and the two continued to watch. The blonde on the television, during a failed attempt to be sexy, muttered something involving the word 'cock', and Addison made a face.
"I hate that word. Cock. Ew, it's so vulgar."
"Cock," Alex said again, pronouncing it carefully. "It's not that bad."
"You would never hear the word cock in a romance novel. See, this is exactly why I don't watch porn. I like romance novels. They don't use words like cock. In those books, they have such nicer words for the male genetalia. Like 'manhood', and 'arousal', and 'silky wand of pleasure'."
Alex laughed. "Silky wand of pleasure?"
"Okay, so I just made that one up. But still, doesn't it just sound so much sexier? Plus, you can read them in public and no one ever knows its porn. It's a genius idea, if you think about it." Addison looked over at Alex, expecting him to deliver smart remark, but instead he was just lying on the bed, head resting on top of his arms, staring sadly at the TV.
"Izzie likes romance novels," Alex said sullenly. Fuck, why did he always let his guard down around Addie? Lately, he had been making himself more vulnerable around her than he had ever been in his entire life. Damn Izzie was making him go soft.
Instead of telling him how pathetic he was, as she probably should have, Addison just mimicked his position, lowering herself down onto her arms and concentrating on the flickering images on the screen in front of her.
"Mark likes porn," she said sadly.
At that, Alex snapped out of his melancholy state, and he looked over at Addison. He broke into a wide grin and tried his best to stifle a few laughs, but the entire pathetic situation was just too hilarious. Addison shot him a confused look as he began to laugh uproariously. She began to laugh too, despite herself. "Stop laughing at me," she whined, throwing a pillow at him. He began to calm down a bit, clenching his side as he wiped the tears from his eyes.
"So, you love Sloan," Alex finally said.
"I so do not love Mark."
"Oh really?" Alex challenged. "Then why did you just happen to talk about him right after I talked about Izzie?"
Addison just said nothing.
"See, you can't sneak anything by me. I know these things," Alex grinned smugly.
"Oh, you do, do you?" Addison said, eyebrow raised.
"C'mon Addie, it's pretty obvious. What isn't obvious is why you don't just admit it. Atleast the guy you love actually loves you back…" he trailed off.
Addison sighed and hid her face behind her hands. "Becauseeee… "
"Because," she said with finality.
"Okay, well, that really clears things up. Thanks," Alex teased.
Addison raised her head back up a bit, peeking her eyes over the tips of her fingers. She let silence settle between them for a few moments before speaking. "I don't fail, Alex."
Alex looked up, searching Addison's face. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, I'm a winner. I don't fail at things, or atleast I never used to. I've always tried, succeeded, and been the best. I'm a perfectionist, and I can't handle when things go wrong in my life. When things… fail."
Alex nodded to show he was listening, encouraging her to go on.
"When I got divorced, I failed. I failed at trying to make my marriage work. And Mark, well he represents that failure to me. As much as I want to be with him, he constantly reminds me of the fact that I couldn't make my marriage work. The fact that I was weak and cheated on my husband."
"So, I might love Mark, but I can't love Mark," she concluded.
Alex scooted closer to her and threw an arm around her shoulders, pulling her into a half hug. "Addie, the end of your marriage wasn't your fault, you know that. He wasn't there for you. He is the one who failed, not you."
Addison leaned into Alex, resting her head on his shoulder. "I know that Alex, I do. I just wish I could believe it." Alex drew her a bit closer, not really sure what to say. He hated seeing Addie like this, doubting herself. After a few seconds, she pulled away. She bit the edge of her lip and shielded her face from him by glancing at the clock in the corner of the room.
"It's 1:00," Addison groaned. "We have to be up so early tomorrow."
"Are you sure you're ready to part with the porn?" Alex teased.
Addison responded by picking the remote up and flicking off the TV, cheesy blonde and chest hair man disappearing from their vision in a flash. "It was actually starting to give me a headache," she said.
She stifled a yawn as she stood up and stretched. "I'm so tired. It's been a long day."
Alex nodded, suddenly realizing how exhausted he truly was. He really did just want some sleep. "Am I staying here tonight?"
"Yeah, I think you should."
Alex stood up as well and glanced down at his jeans. "Do I have any clothes here?"
Addison nodded. "I still have a pair of your track pants in the dresser. Third drawer on the right. And I," Addison beamed as she made her way over to the phone near her bed, "am going to order us some breakfast for tomorrow. What do you want?"
"Have I mentioned how much I love staying here?" Alex grinned, rooting through the specified drawer. He found the pants he was looking for, and also a black wife beater of his as well, and took them out. They smelt freshly washed, and he realized Addison probably had them sent out with her laundry. "Lets just get what we got last time, that was good."
Addison laughed. "Last time we ordered one of every breakfast item they had."
"Yeah, can't we just do that again?" Alex asked honestly.
Addison laughed. "Says the man constantly trying to convince me to move out of the Archduke."
"Well excuse me for trying to look out for you," Alex replied. "Okay so this place is amazing. It still doesn't mean you should live here, all alone." Although, with service like this, he could understand why she would never want to move out.
"I'm a big girl Alex, I can take care of myself. Now shush, I'm ordering."
Alex smirked at Addison as she began to dial. He yanked his sweater over his head, revealing his bare chest to the corner of the room as he slipped on the black tank in his hands. He replaced his jeans with his favorite grey tracks and neatly folded his clothes, setting them down on a nearby chair. He wasn't a tidy person, and usually just left his clothes balled up in the corner of his room until he eventually ran out and had to force himself to do a load of laundry. But Addison's beautiful hotel room was so spotless, he always felt awkward leaving things a mess there.
Alex walked up to the head of the bed just as soon as Addison hung up the phone. "I also got us a wakeup call for 7. And the food will be here at 7:15," she said as she pulled back the covers on her side.
"Awesome," Alex grinned. "This is why I love staying here." He pulled back the covers and slid into the comfy king sized bed, relaxing as soon as his tired back hit the mattress.
Addison smiled and got into bed too. "Oh please. You just want to share a bed with me, admit it," she teased, flicking the light switch off beside her and veiling the room in darkness.
Alex smiled at Addie through the shadows. Even though he knew she was just teasing, she was sort of right. Alex really did like not having to go to bed alone, even if it was just for the purpose of sleeping. It felt good to have that physical closeness with someone. He felt Addison move closer to him, pressing herself under his chin as his arms automatically surrounded her.
"'Night Alex," she yawned, snuggling into his chest.
"'Night Ad…" Alex mumbled into her hair. But it was only moments later that exhaustion overtook both of their tired bodies and they drifted off into sleep.
So you may have thought the Addison/Alex friendship was a little OoC. I get where you're coming from, I do. But I honestly believe they could develop a friendship like that. Plus it works for the story, so yeah. ♥ Review Pleasssse.
Next: Izzie gets jealous, Derek gets pissed, and the Addison/Alex rumor mill explodes.