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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 18:55:30 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 18, 2010 18:55:30 GMT -5
Addison Forbes Montgomery paced the floors of her appartment flat, a screaming child in her arms. She wished that she would just stop screaming, she begged, pleaded, she wouldn't stop when she was holding her, or when she was sat down, she wouldn't stop when she was rocking her or when she was attempting to feed her. She had been fed, dryed, and pampered. She didn't have a cold, or the flu, she wasn't teething, and showed no signs of fever. She was a surgical intern. She was already working 100 hour weeks. She didn't have time for this. She was suppose to be studying up for a fancy new surgery her resident was going to let her do the next morning, and instead what was she doing? Pacing the floor with a child that she was sure was spawned from the devil.
“Why don't you just SHUT THE FUCK UP!?” She screamed at the one year old little girl, who's eyes grew wide at her mother's loud tone, and started screaming louder still.
“Mommy!” She cried “HOL ME!” (Hold me)
“What in the hell do you think I'm doing Alyshia?” Addison asked she stood the child up on the ground and held her by her upper arms. It took her great restraint not to shake her.
“ MOMMY!” The little girl screamed. Her bright blue eyes filled with tears. Exausted Addison picked her up again and roughly put her in her crib. Pulling the blanket on her to keep her warm, and giving her her teddy bear. Regreting that she had ever brought the baby to term.
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 19:05:27 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 18, 2010 19:05:27 GMT -5
The toddler cried until she had no more tears left in her. After that she just continued screaming as loudly as she possibly could, being too young to realize the consquence of it would be losing her voice. After almost two hours she fell asleep, her hand still tightly clutching the rails of her crib.
The silence didn't last more than two minutes. Alyshia began screaming again the second she felt someone tug at her body. She may have been a baby but she was smart enough to differeniate from her mother's touch. She knew that no matter how horribly mad Addison was with her she would never be that rough with her. She knew that something wasn't right, she she screamed louder. Hoping her mother would wake up and come rescue her.
Unfortunatly, no such thing happened. Addison took the screaming to be phase two of the tantrum and remained in bed to catch up on some much needed sleep. The next morning she was up at the exact same time she always was. And like insinct, the first thing she did was go to check on her daughter. The only different about that morning was the fact that her daughter was not in the crib. In fact, Alyshia was no where to be found.
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 20:11:15 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 18, 2010 20:11:15 GMT -5
Addison stood frozen in time. She stared at her daughters crib, and then under it, all around the toddlers room, it wasn't until she looked up did she realize that the window was open and her duaghter had apparently been taken through it. She called 911 and reported her daughter missing, kidnapped, it was the kindof thing that you heard about, saw on TV, and thanked God that it had never happened to your happy family, but the thing was, it did happen. And it happened to her. The police did all they could, but after 12 years of goose chases and dead ends the case went cold.
Addison sat down on the floor of the hospital surgical floor. She was shaking and tears were falling from her eyes. She had done her job. She had done it right. She had saved the life of her patient and possibly the lives of her baby's. Her patient had gone into premature labor 10 weeks before her due date. Addison, seeing the ultrasound knew that one of the children were developed and would survive outside the womb, but the other, weighing only and estimated 2 lbs would not. She delivered the healhty baby via c-section, and closed the mother's cervix, leaving the weaker baby inside to develop more. She could have killed them both, it was very complicated.
She took a deep breath just as her pager went off. “Damn.” She whispered quietly as she looked down at it and realized she had been paged to the ER. She didn't know how deep she was about to be thrown into this case.
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 20:30:47 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 18, 2010 20:30:47 GMT -5
Addison walked confidently into the ER and grabbed the chart from a nurse before walking in to the small traige where a teenage girl lied with her father standing beside the bed, holding her hand. She smiled as she introduced herself and began to look through the chart.
"Dr. Montgomery, can you please hurry up? We really have to get back home." the man said, two minutes into the meeting.
Addison looked up from the chart, glanced at her patient before looking up at her father. "I can't promise that you'll be able to leave so soon. Your daughter's chart says she's got an ovarian cyst which needs to be removed. She needs surgery."
"Surgery?" the girl asked in fear, her eyes almost popping out of her head.
"Yeah. I mean...it's nothing life threatening or anything. It just needs to be removed. And it's a simple procedure, I've got a pretty strong record with it. So you've got nothing to worry about. It's just that you're going to be here for at least four days." she explained. "So rushing through this first exam isn't really going to make anything any faster."
"Four days?!" the man explained outragesly.
"I'm gonna have my intern come by and get a blood sample and find a room for her in peds. I'll be by to do an exam after she's been transfered and we'll schedule everything then."
She left the ER suspecting nothing.
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 20:48:14 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 18, 2010 20:48:14 GMT -5
“Addison!” She had been sitting at the computer in the nurses station checking her email and transfering money from her savings to buy herself that hot new prada bag when she heard her name being called by Alex, her intern, whom she had made a point of making her personal bitch until she decided he was mature enough to be a doctor without her having to hold his hand.
“That's Dr. Shepherd to you Karev.” She said, looking up . “ I am your boss and you will treat me with the respect that a boss deserves.”
“Funny that you didn't say “That I deserve” He mocked her. Her lips thinned dangerously and she gave him a look that plainly said I am going to kill you.
“Look , are you going to tell me what you want , or am I going to have to take your work load up another notch until you realize that You do not bother me with petty bullshit.”
“Fine. You got me. I just wanted to know if you have a lot of children running around the hospital or if it was just the one.” He asked looking at her, fake curiousity on his expression.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Does everyone who walks into this hospital have secret children by you? Because if so I really need to catch up!” he retorted. Addison still having no clue what the fuck he was talking about , tried her best to keep her temper.
“I believe you have work to do Karev, and if not I can surely find some for you. I will put your ass on scutt faster than you can say please dont. I will keep you here for the next three days. I don't care.” She said seriously . “Enough with the bull shit. Tell me what your talking about or leave.”
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 20:58:46 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 18, 2010 20:58:46 GMT -5
"The kid in the ER. The one that has the cyst..." he answered. "She's like your mini-me with a mix of your nasuasating husband. I swear, she looks just like you. She's can't not be your kid. How could not see the resembalance?"
She scoffed. "You have no idea what the fuck you're talking about." she dead panned. "This hospital does all but publish all the gossip in a weekly magazine. Don't you think everyone here would know about this child you claim I have? Do you think I'd move across a country and leave me child? I may be a bitch or Satan or whatever it is that Derek has told you, but I would never ignore my child....if I were to have one that is. So next time; think before you talk."
"I did think! It took a lot of thought to realize that she's your mini-me. She even sounds like you. Except she's not a potty mouth." he answered. "I'm right, okay? You're being defensive because you're hiding something and you know that I'm right. This kid is your kid and I'll prove it to you if it's the last thing you do."
"Karev... if you so much as think about this matter again it will be the last thing that you do."
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 21:29:30 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 18, 2010 21:29:30 GMT -5
“Addison....” he said, using her name just to piss her off. He knew that showing disobediance to an attending could get him kicked out of the program, but seriously this is Addison. This was the woman who had slept with virtually every hot guy in the hospital, including himself thank you very much. This isn't the woman who would kill him for exposing the truth, or would she. She was a bitch he really now that he thought about it wouldn't put it past her.
“Dr. Montgomery.” She cut him off shortly.
“Dr. Montgomery.” He said in a mocking tone. “She is your daughter, I wanted proof and I ran a DNA test on your daughter, and...”
“Where the hell did you get my DNA for a DNA test? And who authorized you to run a DNA test?”
Alex smiled in a sneeky way. “you threw away your coffee cup. I got it and ran the test.”
“I'm going to sue your ass off!”
“For what?” He asked innocently. “For stealing my DNA and running tests that cost the hospital millions of dollars!” She said exagerating a bit on the cost.
“For exposing the truth about your web of lies?” Alex smirked.
“Karev I'm warning you....one more step and you will be out of this program.” She said warningly. He handed her the piece of paper and then walked away, smirking as he went.
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 21:46:30 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 18, 2010 21:46:30 GMT -5
Addison stared at the test results in shock. Of course she had noticed the resemblence but she didnt want to pay any attention to it. She didn't want to open up old wounds again. It had taken her years to grieve of her daughter, it took her years to get over the guilt. Although she and Derek did their best to find her, things didn't work out and they were forced the believe the worst. Having your whole life changed by answering one page was not what she expected.
She got up and went to find Derek, keeping in mind to thank Alex when she had calmed down. She saw her husband standing there with none other than his girlfriend, looking as dreamy as he always did when he was around her. She hesitantly approached them and waited for Derek to finish flirting with her before she spoke. "There is someone in the ER you might wanna see." she said with a small smile.
"I'm busy, Montgomery." he snapped, using her maiden name because he knew she would hate it. "I don't have time to play guess who with you. If you have something to say, if you need a consult on a patient in the ER than tell me straight out. If not than leave me alone. Or better yet...leave the fucking city." "Derek, Alyshia is here." she said softly, hoping that would bring down his temper. That name had not come out between them for years. In fact, Derek was close to forgetting it completly. He had shut out everything about his from New York when he moved to Seattle, he was on a mission to keep his past buried so he'd never think back to it.
Derek shook his head disapprovingly. "I am so tired of you doing this. It's been 12 years, Addison. Get over. Move on with your life. She's dead, she's not in the ER because she's dead. Just because there is someone with the same name, the same birthday or the same anything doesn't mean it's her." he exclaimed. "I'm not gonna stand here, watch you break down and hold you. You do it every year around this time. You think you see her every where but it's never really her. I'm not holding you this year, you understand that? So save yourself the trouble."
Addison looked away from him, dropping her gaze to the floor to fight away the tears threatening her eyes. She looked up for one last second, holding the test results out to him. "Just for the record, this time it is her." she said before walking away to leave him standing there with his jaw hanging on the floor.
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 22:08:44 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 18, 2010 22:08:44 GMT -5
She didn't know where to go , or really what to do. She didn't want to bring the bomb shell down on this child. She didn't know if she knew what had happened. She didn't know if she cared what happened. She ached as she remembered the last thought she had ever had of her daughter, that last night, how she had wished frantically as she laid in bed and listened to her daughter cry that she had just gone through with the abortion, that her daughter had never been born. She had never really realized just how much her little girl ment to her until she was gone.
She found herself wondering to the child's hospital room. She needed to do an examination. She needed to be taken up to surgery. They were expecting her to do their surgery. She just found out that this child was the little baby she lost so many years ago and they were epecting her to cut the little girl open She sighed her life was so …... strange.
“Did you need something Dr. Shepherd?” Alicia asked her voice was a bit timid.
“Do you know where your father went?” Addison asked her.
“Oh. He went to get some coffee.” Alicia said. “He can't function without it.” She said with a little smile. She didn't seem frightened at all, and it made Addison furious that she was so protective of this man, of the man who had hurt her.
“Alicia, I saw some other things when I was examining you.”
“What is it?” The child asked panicked. “Am I going to die?” She asked.
“No...but I need you to be completely honest with me Ok?” She asked the young pre-teen nodded and Addison continued.....
“Does anyone ever do anything to make you feel uncomfortable? Does anyone ever hurt you?” She asked her voice gentle, careing, she needed the truth. She couldn't fall apart now. The teen didn't answer and Addison looked her in the eyes.
“Do you know who I am?” She asked her. Studying her expression.
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Jun 18, 2010 22:25:12 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 18, 2010 22:25:12 GMT -5
Alicia shook her head but stopped and changed the gesture into a nod. Eventually she decided to shrug and give a vocal answer. "You look like woman I see in this reoccuring dream I have every once in a while." she admitted. "You sound like her too, but I don't know who she is so I wouldn't be able to make a connection."
"What does she do in this dream?" Addison asked, standing there with the chart clutched to her chest. She was prepared to cover the conversation in the case the man would return in the middle of it.
Alicia shrugged again. "I don't know. Nothing significant. It's a lame dream. It's just a woman with a baby that won't shut the hell up. And after a while she loses her patients and yells and puts the baby in her crib to go to sleep. Some guy breaks into the house and the dream ends."
Addison stood there in shock, not sure what to say next. She drew in a deep breath and collected her thoughts. "I'm not sure if you wanna know this or not. I'm not sure how you're going to react to this...but the baby in the dream is you. The mother who you say looks like me is me. You keep seeing that dream because it happened and it subconsciensly embedded in your mind and it comes up every once in a while."
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Nine
Jun 18, 2010 23:14:52 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 18, 2010 23:14:52 GMT -5
“I'm.....your....wait what happened?” Alicia asked, she was very confused. It was making her head hurt. She had been secretly looking for her real parents, she had known since she was small that something wasn't right in the house she was growing up in, every since her daddy, the man who was suppose to be her daddy anyway started coming into her bedroom at night when she was six.
“You were kidnapped when you were a year old. Someone broke into the appartment and took you. We tried everything to find you, we even put your face on the milk carton, thinking that oneday you would be found..... and now 12 years later.......your here.” She whispered her voice gentle.
“If you love me so much why were you being such a bitch to me? If It really was me, then I was just a baby afterall.” She said. Her eyes suspecious.
“I was young Alicia.....”
“That's no excuse.”
“I know. But you were young too, and you had been screaming for four days straight, you only stopped screaming long enough to sleep, and then you started up again as soon as you woke up. I was working 100 hour weeks, I didn't know how to be a mother then.”
“But you do now?” She asked bitterly.
“Did they hurt you?” She asked her daughter gently, still trying to get an admitance to what she knew was going on. “If you tell me the truth I can make sure they never hurt you again.” She said , her voice so gentle and calm.
“Why should I believe you??? What can you do that willl make it stop?” Alicia asked her voice rapid and louder than she intended. She quieted down.
“ I will.... Alicia.... your my baby.... I have you back now.....Your never going back to those horrible people.” She said quietly.
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Nine
Jun 19, 2010 0:55:49 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 19, 2010 0:55:49 GMT -5
"What makes you think I'd wanna leave here with you?" she asked immediatly. "Maybe I wanna go with that thing were the government chooses a family to take care of you. That way I could be away from all of you. I wouldn't have to live with a mother with a short temper or a father who insists that touching...'it' is normal."
"So he did touch you." Addison responded, recieving the confirmation she was looking for. She let the thought drift to the back of her mind and decided to take care of the more important matter at hand. "If you want to go into foster care, if that's what you really want and that's what makes you happy than I'll make the call to child services. They'll come pick you up when I discharge you."
"Really?" Alicia asked in shock. Her voice didn't establish whether she was impressed with Addison's selflessness or disappointed. When she continued speaking that became clear. "You love me so much that you're willing to give me away just like that? Lose me again. That sure says alot."
"I'm not trying to get rid of you!" Addison answered in frustatration. "I'm willing to do whatever makes you happy! This is not about me, it's about you. It's about what you want. I don't care if I'm miserable for the rest of my life. It's been 12 years, I'm used to misery. I don't want you to feel the misery I've felt. I want you to be happy. So if you want to stay with this guy than I'll walk out of here and I'll pretend to be nothing more than your surgeon. If you want to go into foster care than you've got to tell me so I can call the police and child services."
"Who's my father?" Alicia demanded, leaving Addison studdering. "He's not in my dream, he wasn't there when it happened. Couldn't keep your legs crossed back in the days? Do you even know who he is?"
"Of course I know who he is." she responded protectively. "We're not together anymore, though. So if you were to chose to come back home to New York with me than you should know it would be just me. No father, no siblings. Or.. if he agrees and you'd want to, you can live with him. He lives here with his girlfriend so you won't be alone. It's really up to you. Think about it. Have a nurse page me when you decide."
At that second she heard the door open and instantly snapped into a professional stance as nothing more than a physician. "Everything okay, Dr. Montgomery?" he asked suspiciously.
Addison nodded, closing the chart she was pretending to update. "Yes, everything is fine." she told the man while she pictures herself stabbing his testicles with a scapel. "I just wanted to make sure that Alicia understood the procdure before I took off. We won't have time for questions in the morning and I wouldn't want her to be unsure of what was happening to her."
He nodded his approval skepitcally eyeing her while she moved toward the door. "Like I said, have a nurse page me if anything comes to your mind." she repeated, directing her words to her daughter who ignored her. She sighed after getting no responce as left her room.
Seattle was really not her city. She had a husband there who couldn't stand the site of a her. And she finally had her long lost daughter who couldn't possibily think any less of her. 12 years earlier in New York, she'd had it all. She was living the life she's always dreamed of. In Seattle she was miserable and alone, despite that the fact that her family was right there with her.
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Nine
Jun 19, 2010 12:38:39 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 19, 2010 12:38:39 GMT -5
She walked away from her duaghter's room, repressing the urge that she had to beat the fuck out of the man who had taken her daughter form her and her family. She tried to think of what her life would be like if he hadn't stolen her daughter away. She would probally be happy now. She would probally still have her husband, her life. She probally wouldn't be here, all alone, in a city surrounded by people who hate her. She went to the break room and sat down on the bed, taking deep breaths she held her head in her hands. How did she have the Strenght to do what she just did? How could she have willingly as well as given her child away again?
Within a few minutes her pager was going off again. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that it was her daughters room who was pagin her . She went back outside, but before she could move, someone had grabbed her, and was holding something cold and hard (a gun ) to her head. The hallway was deserted, and there were no whitnesses to save her.
“Back off Addison.” He treatned. “If you don't , than the next time I see you, you will be six feet under.” He threatned, and then put the gun back in his pocket and pushing her hard, causing her to loose balance and fall to the ground, hitting her head, and nocking her uncausious.
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Nine
Jun 19, 2010 13:07:54 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 19, 2010 13:07:54 GMT -5
She regained causiousness only to find herself still lying on the floor all alone. She pulled herself up to her feet and steadied herself to try to figure out what had happened. She walked back into the on call room she had been in and the first thing she noticed was the fact that Derek was inside. She was sure he wasn't there when she had walked out ealier. Which could only mean he came later, most likely while she was lying there unconscience. Which in turn meant, he saw her and didn't bother to help her into bed or make sure she was alright.
She couldn't stay there with him so she turned and left, decided she could weigh her options in the hall better than she could in his presence. After about a minute of thinking, she realized she could care less about herself. Her only concern was the well being of her daughter. So she unsurely went to the room she had been paged too and walked in to find the girl alone.
"Where is your...father?" she used the word with hesitation.
"He left a while ago, he said he was gonna go look for you because he had to talk to you about something. He hasn't come back yet." she answered. "I paged you cause I figured if he can't find you he'd come back here and find you here."
"Oh...I thought it was about the other thing." she admitted. "He found me, he knows who I am, Alicia. That's why he was skeptical to let me near your in the beginning. So you want him out of your life you need to tell me know. Because I decided to leave tonight. Tomorrow morning a different surgeon will perform your procedure should you decide to stay. But if you wanna leave we need to go now, or you need to tell me so I can call child services on my way."
"He knows who you are?" she asked in shock. "So he was the guy in the dream, the one that breaks in...He's known the truth this whole time." she realized.
"Honey, I wish I had the time for this but I need an answer now. If he sees me here he will kill me and you'll lose your chance of finally being able to decide what happens to you...I mean, I don't care if I die but I don't want you stuck somewhere against your will for the rest of your life."
Alicia couldn't decided on the spot. She hadn't even put any thought into it. She didn't know what she wanted, she couldn't picture herself living with Addison or a father she never knew. She didn't wanna go back where she came from but she wasn't sure she was tough enough to survive foster care. None of the options appealed to her, she had no idea how to choose form three things she didn't want.
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Jun 19, 2010 13:22:54 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 19, 2010 13:22:54 GMT -5
“I want......I mean I don't......”She couldn't make up her mind, she couldn't decide. He had hurt her for her entire life, but she couldn't imagine leaving him for some reason.
“I can't.” She finally said. She gave her mother a sad smile. “I can't leave. I cna't...” She stammered, knowing that she was making a fool of herself. Knowing she couldn't leave her life.
“If that's what you've decided and you are really happy about it then I am going to Call CPS, and an investigation will be launched and you will be placed in foster care. I can't let you go back with him.” She said. Her voice trembling.
She turned to leave, but her daughters voice called her back, she could hear a hint of tears in her daughters voice even before she could turn to see them on her face.
“Don't leave me” She begged. “Please Dr. Montgomery, don't leave me with him!” She begged again, reaching her arms out to her mother like a small child. “Please take me with you.” She begged changing her mind at the last moment. “I need you. Please don't let him hurt me.”
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