So I've decided to write kind of a prequel to my other story. It will be about Zoey growing up and dealing with Derek and Addison's divorce. It starts in Grey's Anatomy Season One and will continue on throughout the many seasons of Grey's. I'm starting the story when Derek finds Addison sleeping with Mark, I'm sure you've seen the episode of Grey's where they show it. I hope you all enjoy this story and please let me know what you think! I LOVE reviews!
And I don't own Grey's Anatomy or the characters. Just Zoey, she is mine. Also, the movie that I mention, A Little Princess, is a real movie, if you haven't seen it. And I don't own that either.

Ten year old Zoey Loraine Montgomery-Shepard stood in the doorway to the kitchen, watching as her parents stormed through the house, yelling at each other. Addison had left work early and went home, claiming to not feel well. Their daughter's nanny had dropped the young girl off at the hospital a few hours ago since it was a Friday night and she had plans. Zoey had patiently waited for her father to get out of surgery, sitting in his office quietly, which was unusual for the ten year old. Derek had promised that he would take her to the movies tonight, but they had to stop by home first. It was pouring when they got home and when they walked in Derek had known right away that something was wrong. After seeing the coat on the banister he turned to his daughter,

"Zoey, go into the kitchen please."

"Why?"

"Because I told you to."

"But you said we would go to the movies!"

"Go into the kitchen now, Zoey!" She sighed, irritated, but stomped into the kitchen loudly while Derek made his was upstairs. Zoey sat on one of the stools at the kitchen counter, picking at an apple from the bowl of fruit in front of her. She had been sitting there for a few minutes when she heard her parents start to come downstairs. She got up to go complain to Derek about taking her to the movies, but stopped when she realized they were yelling. Zoey stood, hidden behind the doorway, and watched as Derek threw Addison's clothes out the front door. What was he doing, she wondered. She watched as her father yelled at her mother, telling her to get out of his house, while she refused to go anywhere. She was shocked when Derek went to the stairs and grabbed Addison, pulling her to the door and shoving her out into the rain. When he slammed the door tears came to her eyes. She was scared, she had never seen her father act like this and her parents never fought in front of her. They always waited until she was asleep and they were behind closed doors. She wasn't sure what to do as Addison stood outside, crying and begging to be let in. She thought that it would be ok when Derek opened the door and let her back inside, but she saw the hug the two exchanged and could tell that everything was not going to be ok. She listened to her parents talk and was upset when she heard Derek say that he would leave and get his clothes in the morning. What about the movie? He had promised that he would spend some time with her tonight as he hadn't seen her much in the past two weeks. Now she watched as her father left the house, leaving her mother crying in the entryway.

Zoey stood there, not sure of what to do now. Obviously she wasn't going to get to spend time with her dad tonight and she didn't know how to deal with a crying mom. After a few minutes of watching Addison cry she hesitantly walked to her mom.

"Momma?" she asked timidly, afraid that she would start yelling again. Addison looked up and starred at her daughter. She hadn't even thought about the fact that Zoey was home. Normally the nanny would be looking after her and she and Derek would have been alone. But she quickly realized that the young girl had witnessed everything that just happened, causing Addison's heart to break even more.

"Oh baby, come here," Addison said, opening her arms to hold the girl. Zoey let Addison pull her close, holding her tight and stroking her hair, "I'm so sorry you had to see that sweetie."

"Why were you and daddy yelling?" Addison paused, not sure how she was supposed to explain the situation to Zoey.

"Daddy just isn't happy with me right now Zoey. But don't you worry about it ok. What do you say we get you upstairs and into bed?" Addison quickly tried to change the subject and was relieved when Zoey took the bait.

"But can't I stay up tonight? Daddy was supposed to take me to the movies. Will you watch one with me?"

"Sure. What do you want to watch?" Addison was more than happy to curl up in her daughter's bed and watch A Little Princess, Zoeys favorite movie. They were about halfway through the movie and Zoey was almost asleep, but before she could drift off into sleep she asked Addison,

"Is daddy coming home tonight?" Addison sighed.

"Not tonight darling. But you are going to sleep now anyway, so you don't need to worry about it," Addison answered, turning the TV off and pulling the covers up over her daughter.

"But momma, Sarah hasn't finished her story yet," she said, referring to the movie.

"You already know how it ends Zoey. Go to sleep now." She tucked her child in and turned off the light, walking out of the room and started to close the door but was stopped by a sleepy voice.

"Can you leave the light on in the hallway?"

"Sure. Love you."

"Love you too." Addison was slightly confused when Zoey asked her to leave the light on, she had gotten over her fear of the dark when she was about six, but Addison figured it had something to do with the fight and Derek leaving. Her throat closed up again as she thought of Derek and everything that had happened in the past four hours. She had managed to pull herself together to be with Zoey, but now that she was alone she broke down again. She made her way into her own room and lay down on the bed, crying herself to sleep.

The next morning Zoey had made her way downstairs at seven to find her nanny, Leah, in the kitchen like every other morning.

"Ah, Buenos Dias Chiquita"

"Buenos Dias Leah," she said, still sleepy. "Where's my mom?"

"She had to go to work early; there was an emergency with one of her moms." Zoey nodded. Leah had been Zoeys nanny since she was about three months old and was like a second mom to her. Addison and Derek loved their little girl, but were not in the position to take time off to care for an infant, so they decided to hire a nanny, not realizing just how much they would rely on her. Zoey had taken to her instantly and as time went by Leah was seen as part of the family. Leah spoke Spanish as her first language and had taught Zoey how to speak it at a very young age. When she was first learning to talk she would always mix up English and Spanish.

"Is my dad here?" she asked, hoping that she would get to see him after last night.

"No. Just you and me. Now come eat breakfast, then you must get ready for escuela."

"Can I stay home with you today Leah? We can go to the park or a museum."

"Not today nena." She said as she put a plate of food down in front of Zoey, who had sat at the table. Zoey sat eating quietly while Leah went around, tidying things up. An hour later Zoey was dressed in her school uniform and ready to go. Leah dropped her off at school, where she avoided talking to anyone, even her best friends.

The teacher had grown increasingly worried as the day went along, normally Zoey was too social and she often had to remind her to focus on her work. Zoey had barely said anything and only talked when asked a direct question. At recess she sat at one of the picnic tables by herself. At the end of the day Zoey waited on the front steps for Lena, school had been out for twenty minutes now and Lena was never late.

"Let's go inside and wait for your ride Zoey," her teacher, Mrs. Croft said, leading her back to the classroom. "Do you want to call her? She may just be stuck in traffic." She told the worried girl. Before Zoey could answer Derek walked through the door. Zoeys eyes lit up and a smile crossed her face when she saw him. She jumped up and hugged him, burying her face in his shoulder.

"Hey munchkin. I'm so sorry I'm late. My surgery ran longer than I thought it would," he apologized to the teacher.

"It's fine Dr. Shepard," she decided to tell Derek about Zoeys behavior today, "Zoey, can you go wait outside while I talk to your dad?" Zoey shrugged and left the room, waiting in the hallway.

"Is everything ok?" Derek asked, worried about his daughter.

"Zoeys behavior today was a little off. She wouldn't talk to anyone and barley answered any of my questions. You know that I normally can't get her to stop talking. I'm just worried about her."

"I'm sure she's fine. I will talk to her when we get home but she is probably just tired. She had a long day yesterday."

"Ok. If you're sure. Have a good night then Dr. Shepard." Derek left the room and found Zoey standing with her ear against the door trying to listen to what they had been saying.

"What are you doing?" he asked, laughing.

"What did she want?" she questioned, not bothering to answer Derek's question, as they made their way out to Derek's car. They climbed in,

"She said you were upset today. That you were quiet all day. Normally you never shut up," he said, smiling, "What's wrong Zo?"

"Momma wasn't there when I woke up and you didn't come home last night. And you and mom fought real bad. Why did you leave? Are you going to be home tonight?" Derek sighed; the day had been very productive for him. He had gotten a call from Richard Webber, the chief of surgery at Seattle Grace Hospital. He had been trying to get Derek to come to his hospital for years, and now Derek finally had a reason. He had accepted the job position and was expected to start on Monday as their new head of neurology. Of course, he hadn't told Addison yet and that would probably result in another fight. But right now he didn't want to tell his ten year old that he was moving across the country. So Derek did what he thought was best, lie.

"Don't worry about why we fought sweetie. Of course I will be home tonight. Now what do you say we head over to central park. I'll buy you an ice cream." Zoeys face lit up, the subject of her parents fight long forgotten.

"Can I get a really big one? With chocolate and vanilla?"

"Sure," Derek said, knowing it would be bad to give the small girl that much ice cream, but he felt bad about what she was about to be put through and decided to start making it up to her early.

SOooo, what did you think? Do you like it so far? I'm still working on my other story; I just wanted to post this one too. Let me know what you think of my idea for this story and how you thought the chapter was. I'm working on the second chapter right now and should have it up soonish. You should read my other story too, if you haven't already. Anyway, REVIEW PLEASE!