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Originally Posted 11 April, 2006

Title: I've Got a Tequila Shooter That Says You're Not Going Anywhere
Challenge: #34, makeshift
Pairing: Addison/Meredith
Rating: PG
Word Count: 187

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.


This, Meredith realizes, is every man's greatest fear. That his past and his present will get together, have a drink or two, and realize they don’t dislike each other as much as they thought they did. Of course, this is also every man's greatest fantasy, and there's a mutual understanding before they even begin that Derek can never find out.

And okay, maybe they’d had more than a couple drinks before she jokingly slurred something about taking this back to her place. They’ve definitely had enough that Meredith’s seeing the world through her tequila-coloured goggles, and everything is awesome. In fact, they may have had more than that, because they’re at Meredith’s house but the particulars of getting there, plus everything after her fifth shot and Addison’s third martini, are pretty murky.

She's struck by the oddness of the situation, that while they're groping each other on the couch, they're both thinking about the same absent man. But she's also struck by the symmetry of the whole thing. Despite the any-port-in-a-storm, makeshift solace-seeking, it's kind of fitting.

And, on the bright side, at least they’re getting along.

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