Addison's Diary
A/N: Hello my lovelies! I'm back with a different kind of story. I have recently been addicted to Grey's Anatomy and have been wanting to start a story so here we are! Now this story requires a bit of explaining so bear with me please. It is Maddison centric with other characters appearing throughout the story. It is set in the present so season 12 of Grey's. Private Practice never happened, Addie never left Seattle. Speaking of things that have never happened there's a lot in this story. Addison, George, Izzie, Lexie, Teddy, Burke, Cristina, Derek and Mark are all included. None of them died or left (don't we all wish?) Sofia as much as we love her does not exist in this story but all the other Grey's babies are here.
Most of this story should be told in flashbacks I'm pretty sure that is how I am going to do it. This is Addison's story, what would have happened if she had kept Mark's baby instead of aborting it? I guess we will never know. But on the bright side we have the freedom to do what we want with it.
ADDISON WILL NOT END UP WITH DEREK. MEREDITH WILL BE IN THIS STORY AND SHE IS WITH DEREK.
As always I need your feedback on my work, I do this for you guys and I love you so much. One more thing I am WARNING you right now this story DOES CONTAIN SPOILERS for the entire series. Also, the characters do not belong to me except for the ones I have created. I hope this all makes sense.
Enjoy! :)
-KSuzMil
Addison stood at the kitchen sink; the china plate from dinner in her hands. She finished scrubbing the remanence of the spaghetti she had made before setting it on the counter to dry. She looked at the sink full of dirty dishes and then at the clock on the wall above the stove. It was 6:30, her husband would be home soon and she prayed she would finish the dishes in time. He had been "working late" all week but she knew damn well where he was. Out, out with every other woman but her. Lexie Grey, Teddy Altman, Callie Torres it didn't matter; to Addison they were all the same. The real Mark Sloan had been back for quite some time and no one seemed to care but her. She stood there and looked at out the window, just staring at the stars in the night sky. Seattle wasn't all that bad. Sure there was the cold and the rain but it was better than New York, not as many people and much quieter. She had a good job at Seattle Grace even if Derek was there with Meredith Grey that didn't bother her anymore. What bothered her was all the women who slept with her husband and expected her to turn a blind eye every time she saw them. Mark was a manwhore that was no secret but when they got married she thought she could change him. She did for a little while but can you ever really teach an old dog new tricks? She knew now that he never really would change and that she had to accept him for who he was.
Addison finished the dishes and went into the living room to check on her children. Ella sat on the couch with her iPhone in her hands completely oblivious to the world. "Is your homework done?' Addison asked. "What?" Ella looked up at her mother. She was the absolute spitting image of her mother there was no doubt about it. From the long red hair to the feisty personality Ella was Addison through and through. "I asked if your homework was done, which I'm assuming it's not." Addison crossed her arms. "Well no, it's not" Ella replied. "Upstairs now." Addison pointed to the stairs as Ella stood up. She walked to the stairs and moped her way up them. Addison turned and her gaze fell on her youngest daughter Mia, who was sitting in her father's recliner with a coloring book and some crayons. Mia had just turned five and was enjoying her last few months of freedom before she started kindergarten. She had been named after Addison's best friend and former sister in law Amelia Shephard "Mia, what are you coloring?' Addison walked over to her daughter. "A kitty Mommy" Mia held up the picture of the cat which Mia had colored a bright pink. "I don't think pink kitties are real." She laughed. "Zola said they were, she's getting one." The little redhead smiled. "Okay well you can finish your kitty but then we have to get you ready for bed, deal?" "Deal!" Mia nodded and went back to coloring. Looking at the clock again Addison began to worry, Mark said he would be home tonight. Who was she kidding he didn't want to come home to her all he wanted was any woman but her. The marriage wasn't much of a marriage anymore, in fact she didn't even know what to call it. How in the hell did she get here? She had married Derek over 20 years ago and now he couldn't even stand to look at her. Sleeping with Mark had shaped her life into what it was today.
April 16th 2005
Addison sat there in the master bedroom of her New York Brownstone. Her eyes never leaving the clock watching the second stick by. One . . . two . . . three . . . four, just ticking. Had minutes always been this long?' Derek had been gone six weeks now and she had not heard anything from him. No calls, no texts, not even a letter in the mail. She had no clue where her husband was. She looked at the clock again, not even a minute had passed. She had been sitting there for twelve minutes she just had a few more to go before she could walk into the bathroom and pick up the stick. Being a doctor she was pretty positive she knew what was wrong but she needed to be sure before she went around telling people. With Derek gone Mark had been staying with her. It was wrong on many levels but she found herself falling in love with him, with her husband's best friend. The timer on her phone went off and she jumped forgetting it had been set. "This is it" she whispered to herself as she stood up from the bed. If she was pregnant then she faced the issue of whose baby it was. It had to be Mark's but there was a slight possibility it was Drek's and she could be further along than she originally thought. She closed her eyes as she picked up the stick, this was it. Her eyes flew open and there it was; positive. She was pregnant. Her stomach flipped and she dropped to her knees as tears spilled from her eyes. She had wanted a baby for so long and now at the worst possible time she was getting one.
Mark came home hours later and found her asleep on the bathroom floor, "Addie?" he asked kneeling down to her level. Her eyes opened and they were red and puffy, "What is it?" Mark asked brushing her hair away from her face. She had to tell him the damn stick was on the counter, he had a right to know. "I'm pregnant Mark" she whispered. She was expecting him to be angry but instead he smiled, "Really" she nodded. "Addie do you know what this means?" he asked pulling her into his arms. "We're going to be parents" Addison wanted to be happy with him she really did but she still didn't know if it was his. "It's you and me Red" he kissed the top of her head and she began to sob. "No Mark" Addison stood up "I can't do this!" she screamed and ran back into the bedroom. Mark followed her, "What's the matter? Isn't this what you've wanted?" he asked throwing his hands up in frustration. "I don't want a baby" she lied siting on the bed. "What? Okay you've wanted a baby for as long as I've known you what changed?" "I just wouldn't be a good mother that's all." "No that's not all Addison now stop lying." "Mark just go" she turned away from him. He knew that she wanted to be alone, she needed space and he would give it to her. "Okay Addie I'll go but don't expect me to stay away for long." He said before closing eth bedroom door.
The next few days she spent calling Derek and leaving him countless messages. If Mark knew then he deserved to as well. Addison had gone over her options more than once. She could tell Derek and raise the baby as his, divorce Derek and start a family with Mark or get an abortion. She threw abortion in there because she didn't want to give her baby up and have someone else raise it. It was late Thursday night when her doorbell rang "What Mark?" she knew all too well it was him. "It has been three days Red open this door now!" Her hands shook as she opened the front door and saw him standing there with a bag in his hands. "What is that?" she asked. "If you let me in I'll show you" he said walking past her inside the house as if he owned the place. Addison closed the door and sighed," Okay you're in now what's in the damn thing?" She huffed crossing her arms over her chest. He set the bag on the kitchen counter and pulled out a New York Yankees onesie, "What do you think?" he asked grinning. "Mark I went to a clinic today," she began "I was going to get an abortion" She watched as his face fell and he placed the onesie back in the bag. "But I didn't! I didn't!" she exclaimed. "I saw that baby on the monitor and I knew I just couldn't let it go." Mark stared at her, "There's something else you're not telling me." She nodded, "It might not be yours." "What?" "There's a chance that its Derek's and I have to tell him." Addison knew this was breaking his heart but she had to be honest. "You don't even know where he is Addie" "I'll find him Mark, I have to." She placed a hand on her stomach, "He has to know even if it's not his we still need to discuss our marriage." "What marriage? There's nothing left Addie!" "You may be right but I have to try." "So does this mean you're giving up on us?" "It means I'm going to find my husband and see what he wants to do." "I'll wait for you Red." He said as he kissed her one last time before leaving the Brownstone.