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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 16:17:26 GMT -5
As a child there are certain things you simply don't understand. You assume that everyone, including adults are just as carefree and happy as you are. You see your parents and you think they can't have a single care in the world, that they like royalty and have no reason to complain. When you get older, you realize that life isn't that simple.
Ally Sophia Shepherd grew up with the perfect parents. They had the perfect dream jobs, the perfect wardrobe, the perfect house and of course, the perfect child. As time progressed things become less and less perfect. Their marriage was no longer ideal, they couldn't maintain their flawless family if their lives depended on it. It was a downward spiral and they were close to crashing.
The crash came when Derek caught Addison in bed with Mark, his best friend...with Ally just down the hall as if that wasn't enough. Weeks after losing her father, Ally's mother left after him. Sure she planned to return but some plans never really stick. She left and never came back, leaving Ally in the care of her less than pleasant grandmother.
"Why are you looking at guns on ebay?" Archer, her equally insane yet fairly normal uncle asked. "I know you've inherited your mother's shopping addiction gene but she's not one of those creepy people so buy anything just for the sake of buying something...the creepy ebay bidders that sit there ALL day and buy crap they're never gonna use... unless that gene was someone like...enhances by steriods or some shit like that. than that would explain it."
"I'm curious." Ally answered, instantly closing the window she was looking at.
Archer arched his brow, "Well curiousity kills the cat." he responded. "You're a fourteen year old girl. You shouldn't be looking at guns. You should be looking at like...hellokitty.com or...some chuckEcheese.com or something in that category."
Ally nodded, ingoring her uncle's every word. She knew want she wanted and she wasn't about to go tell anyone what that was or why.
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Post by Addison on Jun 25, 2010 16:30:06 GMT -5
"Can't you just leave? I have homework to do." She said , she was a sweet child, fairly polite, but her uncle was really more like an annoying older brother, which caused her to fight with him, playfully and not so playfully.
"Right, that's why you were looking up guns on e-bay?" Archer asked raising an eyebrow.
"No, but I really need to get it done, If I don't and I fail it will be your fault Bizzy beats me." She said innocently, bringing open another page, about the life and death of Socrates for her english class.
"Your grandmother wouldn't beat you..…that's too cliche, she may however put poison in your food or something." He said with a smirk on his face.
"Please.." She said her voice of sarcasm, rolling her eyes.
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 16:40:49 GMT -5
"She won't put posion in my food, that would require research of some sort. She'd have to know what would doing. Like..how much of what to use and how soon it was kick in and kill me." Ally thought aloud. "That sounds like too much work for her. She'd just pay someone to do something."
Archer nodded in agreement. "You have a point, she is a little on the slow side. But the money hide it so no one ever really notices it. But then again, not everyone can be a briliiant handsome genious like I am."
"You are so full of yourself that it's disgusting." Ally faked a gag. "Now seriously, go away. Go find something with a vagina and get busy."
Meanwhile, things in Seattle were going not as well as one would hope. Derek had agreed to give his marraige another shot though he really wasn't too committed to the idea. He spent most of his time having mental sex with his girlfriend. And even if he was physically with Addison, he'd pretend she was Meredith just to get himself through 15 minutes in bed with her. It wasn't making love, it wasn't sex. It was a chore for him at that point.
Addison sat at the very edge of the tiny bed in the trailer with a white stick in her hand. She had been counting down the seconds until the results were valid. Her eyes were fixed on the screen waiting for the word to appear and when it did, she didnt know whether to laugh or cry. There is was, written in unmistakable letters: Pregnant.
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Post by Addison on Jun 25, 2010 19:22:18 GMT -5
Addison's hands trembled as she held the thin white stick out in front of her, unable to think, or breathe , unable to take her eyes off of that simple eight letter word, written so plainly that the would could see her tragedy. Ok well it really wasn't a tragedy, really was felling quite neutral about the fact that she was carrying another human life inside of her. She wasn't happy to say the least, but she didn't want to run out and get the child scraped out of her . She knew that this pregnancy would complicate things. She knew that her life, as she knew it, would change forever.
Knowing Derek wouldn't miss her if she went to bed early she crawled into bed, unable to stop the tears that fell from her eyes. She couldn't believe that she was pregnant. She couldn't believe that she was pregnant and that this child was going to be brought into this world without a father who loved it. She didn't want someone who didn't want her, but if there was the slightest chance that he did, especially with this baby on the way, she wasn't leaving Seattle.
The next morning she woke up early. She got dressed in her most exquisite little black dress and highheals. She styled her hair and then she left the house before derek had even woken up. Not that he would care that she was gone, or worry about her if she went missing.
Her mind was a bundle of knotted strings. Does she tell him? Or does she keep the pregnancy hidden for even longer? Well ok she didn't really know, but she suspected. She put off testing for the last two months because she was petrified of the results and now she had no other choice than to revel the secret.
"Derek…" She said that afternoon when she saw him in the hallway...
"Not now Addison…" HE said his voice cold.
"Derek I need to talk to you." She persisted.
"Not Now." He said his voice firm.
"I'm pregnant." She blurted out….causing him to turn….and stare.
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 19:40:43 GMT -5
At first he didn't say much. Only looked at her as if she wasn't even from this planet. "Do you think I have time for this right now, Addison?" he snapped unexectedly, causing her to jump back slightly. "I don't have time to talk to you about your...condition. I don't have time to listen to you talking about it. There are people dying as we speak."
He actually managed to feel her ashamed for creating another life, it was beyond the fact that he didn't want it, beyond the fact that he didn't care. It was that he was ashamed for her to be having his child. "At least you actually responded this time instead of walking away like you always do." she mumbled.
Usually, Derek would break his temper and start screaming at her for her remark. But he gave up on her a while ago. He was tired of talking, tired of listening to her, and just generally tired of her. He shook his head in contempt and pity before walking away to leave her standing there all by herself.
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Post by Addison on Jun 25, 2010 19:55:14 GMT -5
Addison ran after him, although she wasn't sure how she did it in her ten inch heels, It wasn't that she needed the hight, she was more than tall enough as it was, but they were sexy and name brand and well she wanted them, so she figured she might as well use them once right?
"Walk away that's all I get?" She yelled when she finally caught up with him. She knew he had a consult, but he wasn't due in surgery for another 2 hours. She grabbed him by the arm and he turned around, looking at her as if she were insane.
"Now's not the time to talk about this we'll talk about this later." He said , turning to walk away from her again, The baby kicked her uncomfortably and she made a face, but stood her grounds, the child inside of her knew that she was upset. It always moved a lot when she was angry or sad.
"What your not going to yell at me? Call me names? Your just going to ignore me right? Because that makes you feel all grown up. It makes you feel like if you just ignore me , ignore this baby that we will go away." She screamed.
"Calm down please." He said, trying to make her shut the hell up before people started to stare.
"No I'm not going to calm down. I just told you i'm pregnant with your child and you ignore me. I sleep with your best friend and you walk away. What do I have to do to get your attention? I know maybe I should slit my wrists or try and drown myself Maybe I should get into a car accident or bash my head in. Atleast that way I would get three minutes of your time." She said her voice dripping in sarcasm.
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 20:20:05 GMT -5
Again, Derek didn't respond. It was as if she wasn't even worth a minute of his time. He walked into his patients room, knowing there was no way she would follow him in and continue agruing with him. He knew he was right when he turned back and saw her no longer standing there.
Addison had gone into her office to call the one person she hoped would care and want to talk to her and reassure her. That one person was her daughter. "Hey, Ally!" Addison said enthusiastically as soon as her daughter answered the call.
"Is it genetic for you Montogomeries to love bothering me?" was the first thing she heard coming from her daughter's mouth. "I'm trying to do work, here and your mother will not stop screaming at the maid and Archer is like an overgrown two year old...and now you call and I have a feeling that's only because you're bored and you have nothing better to do."
"Is it genetic for you Shepherds to ignore us Montgomeries?" Addison shot back spitefully, not even realizing that this was her daughter and that she shouldn't have taken out all her anger on Ally instead of Derek. "I'm sorry, bad day. I needed to talk to someone that I know will put a smile on my face and you're the first person I thought of."
"Well then why am I living in a state that's clear across the country?" Ally questioned with obvious resentment in her voice.
"We've talked about this, honey. I don't want you to be in the middle of me and your father. This aren't going so well right now and I don't want you to have to living through this. It's torture, just take my word for it." Addison answered. "If we work it out, we'll have you on the first flight out here, or we'll be on the first flight back. And if we don't, than I'll be on the first flight back and we can figure things out from there."
"How long is that gonna take? Like another 6 months? I'm 14, ya know? I have needs that only my parents can fill. A 7000 year old woman can not fill the place of my mother and your childlike older brother will never be able to be a father like image in my eyes." Ally answered. It was needless to say, she'd waited for things to go back to the way they were long enough. She was going to have to take matters into her own hands now. "Why are you even calling in the first place?"
"I'm pregnant." Addison informed. "And I'm not sure whether I should be thrilled, depressed or something else. I don't know if I should keep it or not and I don't know if I can raise a child on my own...I just needed someone to talk me through it."
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Post by Addison on Jun 25, 2010 20:37:53 GMT -5
"Let me get this straight…." Ally said thinking clearly into the phone. "Your knocked up and your calling me..…your 14 year old child to figure out weather or not you should abort your lovechild?" She asked apparently having a bad day and confused. Why was her mother always doing this to her? Didn't she have friends of her own? Why should Ally shoulder all of her mother's emotional turmoil?
"For get it Ally I should have never called..."
"Wait mom…"
"What Al?"
"I'm sorry…Is it Daddy's?" Ally asked her voice quiet.
"It is, I just don't know what I should do…" Addison said in an offhand voice.
"Let me guess, you told Daddy and he ignored you? Or wait you told him and he called you names and then he ignored you right?"
"Is our family turmoil that transparent?"
"On the outside you and daddy look like the perfect couple, but on the inside it's different." Ally said thoughtfully.
"How so?"
"I think Daddy is just pretending to love you?"
"What?"
"He's pretending to love you, but really all he's doing is filling his need to be a nice guy." Ally said "I think you should just divorce him, that way you can come home to me and get me out of this hell hole. If daddy loved you, or me , I wouldn't be here right now." At first her tone was observant , but then it changed to resentment.
"He's never been a good father, why would you want another child with him? You have me!"
"Sweetheart I would never replace you!" Addison exclaimed.
"Then why are you doing this to ruin my life? What will the kids at school say? Who's mother get's knocked up when they have a 14 year old child already."
"Actually it happens all of the time, but clearly Ally your not mature enough to handle this." Addison said into the phone
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 20:53:20 GMT -5
"I can't believe you. I honestly can not believe you could say that." Ally responded before hanging up to go back to what she was doing.
A matter of 24 hours later things were going the same as they were the previous day. Derek still ignoring his pregnant wife as much as humanly possible. She did her best to not get caught in his way. They both did everything possible to arrange their schedules in a way that they would have mimimal interaction. That went fairly well until a case required them to be in the same room at the same time. That's when they both lost it and started argueing. Luckily they were able to hold back until they were in the privacy of a small supply closet.
What they didn't know what that their not so innocent, heavily armed 14 year old daughter was walking around the hospital in search of one or both of them. She didn't have a game plan yet. She knew what she was there for, but she didn't know how to make it work.
With the gun hidden in her loose jeans, Ally asked around with a sweet smile. She'd tell everyone that she was the daughter of the famous Shepherd pair and that she'd missed them and wanted to find that. No one was able to see through the act. Anyone she asked simply smiled and told her the direction they'd last seen a Shepherd walking in.
After an hour of searching she wasn't able to find the exact location of her parents, that's when things got a little out of hand and she lost her temper. She pulled out the gun, fully prepared to kill anyone who was of no help to her. Sure it was a little drastic but she didn't care. She there for a reason and it couldn't wait.
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Post by Addison on Jun 25, 2010 21:16:20 GMT -5
"Excuse Me." Ally said politely to a blonde woman, who was about her height wearing light blue scrubs. They were in a deserted hallway. This was it. Surly she would tell her where her parents were. If not. She wouldn't like the consequences.
"Have you seen my parents?" She asked in a sweet tone, giving Meredith a smile.
"Who are they?"
"You don't know me?" Ally asked with false question in her tone.
"No, should I ? "
"I'm the daughter of the Shepherds, You know, Derek and Addison, famous baby doctor and brain surgeon?" She asked deciding to give this woman a pass at not knowing her, ever though she had no reason to.
"Great a First a wife and now a daughter?" Meredith had thought her life couldn't get any worse.
"Listen lady…." She said pulling out her gun. "You have two seconds to tell me where my parents are."
"Please, put the gun down, we can talk about this." Meredith said.
"Too late." Ally pointed the gun and fired, she was aiming for Meredith's chest but by some reason the bullet hit her in the head, Meredith dropped to the ground, without another word, and Ally, shocked at what she did, backed away and left her, searching for her parents.
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 21:35:41 GMT -5
Ally had never been the type of person who could hurt anything. She was afraid of killing bugs, let along people. But as things with her family changed so did her behavior. As she quickly fled the scene, she couldn't ignore the fact that she could hear her parents yelling at each other.
She strode to the door and opened it without thinking. She didn't even think about hiding the gun she was holding firmly in her hand. The yelling stoped as soon as her parents saw her standing there. It started again when they saw the weapon she was holding. Except this time they didn't yell at each other, they yelled at her.
Without thinking, she held the gun up. Her finger was held comfortable over the trigger. She was ready to apply pressure and shoot at any given second. "Shut up!" she exclaimed, surprised that both parents listened with no questions asked. Her hand was shaking but it didn't stop her. She held the gun, alternating the line of fire. "I'm so sick of you two, I really am. Like...your voices bother me. I can't listen to you anymore! It's so fucking annoying."
Derek and Addison exchanged quick glances, niether one being able to speak out or say something in fear of their lives. Derek for himself and Addison for her unborn child. They looked back to their daughter, standing as still as possible while she tried to think of what she should do.
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Post by Addison on Jun 25, 2010 22:15:09 GMT -5
"You have 5 minutes to tell me why I shouldn't just kill you right now." She said she didn't want to hurt her parents , she didn't want to hurt her baby brother or sister, she was reasonable enough to know that her baby brother or sister didn't deserve to die just because her parents were losers. She held the gun a little steadier now, using both hands, like the police do on TV. She looked at her parents… to her mother, who had her hands on her stomach, to her father, who was looking at her as if she were a predator. Well really she was. She had come here for a purpose. She wanted her parents to pay attention to her.
"Do you know what it's like ? Living with Bizzy? Living with a sex craved two year old? They are driving me insane." She said , really she couldn't handle this anymore. Her life was driving her crazy and it was as if she parents didn't even care.
"What do you want Ally…We can solve this, peacefully." Derek tried, in a calm gentle tone.
"You know that's the same thing your girlfriend said…" Meredith didn't know who Ally was, But Ally knew who she was, she knew that her father , just like her mother had slept with Meredith, she knew her father had stayed with Meredith for the two months that she and her mom were still in NY . She knew that her father, and her mother were both equally involved in turning their once perfect life into a hell whole. If she could realize this why couldn't they?
"She's dead. So I'd try another method if I were you." Ally warned him.
"Put the gun down…" He said calmly…..
"I don't think so." She said. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Pulling the trigger. The bullet hit a box of supplies and caused no real Damage but her message was clear.
"You and Daddy need to get a fucking life and stop fighting. Daddy fucked Meredith, You fucked Mark, you are both equally guilty. STOP FIGHTING!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. " YOU LEFT ME. YOU LEFT ME ALONE , IN NY YOU ABANDONED ME." She yelled at Derek she pointed the gun straight at his chest and pulled the trigger, he fell to the ground, not dead, but hitting his head on the way down he was clearly knocked out.
"Ally." Addison begged . "Please."
"Let me help your father, the bleeding needs to be stopped or he'll die." She said .
"Move and I'll kill you too."
"Let your dad go…" Addison said holding her hands up. " Kill me….but let him go. " She tried to reason.
"Why should I kill you? What will that get me?"
"If Meredith is dead your father will be miserable for the rest of his life. You were right, he doesn't love me. Nothing I can do will make him love me. I need for you to let him go."
"You didn't answer my question."
"I don't want to die, but If you were to kill me, your father would be free, you could live with him in Seattle. There would be no fighting." She suggested.
"I don't think so. " Ally said again she hadn't ment to pull the trigger this time, but her hands were shaking so bad, and she was holding the gun so tight that it went off on accident , hitting Addison in the shoulder, causing her to fall backwards…. She dropped the gun as Addison got up, and fell to the ground, wheep ing in remorse.
"I'm sorry…I'm sorry….I'm so sorry I just I wanted someone to listen to me. I wanted you to listen to me and Daddy. I needed you to take care of me. And daddy to love me and take me to freshman prom and walk me down the isle which he can't do if you keep fighting." She cried. Addison had gotten back up now, she was in pain, and bleeding , but she still managed to pick up the gun, and sit it on a shelf, away from her emotionally exposed teenager.
"I'm going to help your Daddy. Everything's going to be ok." She said in a shaky tone. "It's ok….help me fix this and it will all be ok." She said as she took some supplies from the supply closet and began helping Derek. She realized that she couldn't and instead took out her cell phone and dialed the nurses station. She didn't want to let her daughter out of her site, but still didn't want to let her husband die.
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 25, 2010 23:19:26 GMT -5
"I killed Meredith, Mom, I killed her. I mean I actually lodged a bullet into her skull and actually ended her life...and I shot Dad, I shot him in the chest. He's bleeding...and I shot you too. Oh my god, and you're pregnant. I shot a pregnant woman." she began rambling while breathing nervously. "Now is a good time to shoot myself too, right? That's what killers usually do at this point?"
"No!" Addison exclaimed. "No, you're not shooting yourself. I'm emptying the bullets out of this gun. We're in a supply closet, there has to be a box of gloves and alcohol wipes in here. Put the gloves on, wipe off the finger prints and go throw the gun in a random trashcan. Make sure no one can see you. I'll take care of your father...we'll do everything we can."
"What if he dies?! What if you die? You're bleeding too, someone needs to take care of you! I can't leave you, not to go get rid of the evidence needed to convict me! I just killed a person, woman. You get that right? And not accidently, i shot the gun and I knew it would kill her."
"Ally, go. Security will be here in two seconds and you are not going to be by me when they get here. I'll take care of your father, ill take care of the security tapes. Get the prints off that gun and get rid of it!" Addison yelled again, clutching her once white lab coat to her husbands bleeding chest to control the bleeding with pressure.
"What about your wound?!"
"Ally, get the hell away from this closet or I'll seriously get really pissed off with you." Addison snapped, screaming loudly.
"I just shot you and your husband, how can you not already be seriously pissed off?!" Ally whimpered, still breathing heavily. "I'm one of those mental cases you see on random TV shows!"
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Post by Addison on Jun 26, 2010 0:15:12 GMT -5
"If you don't get out of here this instant I swear to God I will hurt you. Do as I say or I will drag you out of here myself and your father will die." She said angrily . "Get rid of the evidence, and then leave the hospital, there's a Mall three blocks away. You brought money right? GO!" Addison exclaimed giving her daughter a look of urgency.
"You shot him, yes, you shot me, but this can be fixed if you would only cooperate. " She said, her shoulder was bleeding out. It hurt like hell but she couldn't show weekness. She couldn't proove to her daughter that she is right. Her daughter stood there for a couple more seconds. And then without another thought did what she was told. She didn't have any blood on her, she walked slowly out of the hospital, and threw the now sterilized gun in the dumpster with no witnesses.
Addie held her head in her hands, while applying pressure on Derek's wound. He had a sucking chest wound, she had managed to seal it off, but he needed to get into surgery now. As if it were the answers to her prayers the SWAT team came in and she explained the situation.
"Do you know who it was?"
"No. It was a man, Tall, white, scruffy face. He shot my husband, and shot me swell, he spared me because i'm pregnant, My husband needs surgery." Addison said, The chief came in, and helped the SWAT team to get derek up on a gurney and into surgery.
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Post by cutebutboring on Jun 26, 2010 0:35:08 GMT -5
"Addison..." Derek began weakly as he was carried onto a gurney to be taken for evalution. He could speak anymore, he was too weak and tired. She couldn't tell if he was going to tell her to get out of his face or if it would be a rare moment of sentiment. She let go of him hand, incase it was the first option and took a step away to give him space.
"Dr. Shepherd, you need to go get that shoulder checked out. Have them do an ultrasound to make sure the baby is okay." Miranda Bailey ordered, before begining her exam of Derek's condition. "I'll keep an eye on Derek, I promise you."
Addison didn't move, she just stood there numbly watching a team try to stabalize her husband before rushing him off into surgery to save him. She loved him, she didn't want him to be in pain, she didn't want to see him in so much pain. It was as simple as that, he was her husband and his pain was her pain. It didn't matter to her if he didn't feel the same.
"I can't...he's...I need to know that he's stable before I can worry about myself." she answered with her mind made up. "Stop telling me what to do and do what this hospital pays you to do!" she continued more harshly with her breathing starting to get uneven as she applyed pressure with her bare palm over her own shoulder.
Miranda Bialey backed off and turned her attention back to Derek, leaving a bleeding Addison standing there in complete and total panic while they worked on her husband. "His pressure is dropping..." Addison warned weakly from her spot a few feet from the bed. "I'll fire all of you if he dies and I'll make sure none of you have a valid medical license to work with from this point on. Is that clear?"
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