A/N: So, we're back with another Paddison story! There's not many stories about them out there so I'm going to try and get more up for you Paddison fans out there!

Summary: Pete and Addison met while Pete was on holiday in NY. Four years later they meet again and Addison has to tell him that he left a little piece of himself behind, but she's not the only one with something to tell.

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I'm so glad you make time to see me

How's life, tell me how's your family

Addison sat on a park bench and pulled her black coat tighter around her body to keep out the chill December air. White snow covered the floor and froze any water it touched. She gave a small shiver and watched the people skate around the outdoor skating rink and smiled softly. She could hear her daughter giggle loudly as she skated next to her uncle Archer and Addison just watched them until a figure outside of the rink caught her eye. Addison shook her head and just watched Archer hold Alba's hand tightly as they skated. She knew she was being stupid to think that it was him.

She was lost in her thoughts as she saw someone walked closer to her out of the corner of her eye. Addison pulled her coat closer to her body again and buried her chin into her warm scarf.

"Do you mind if I..." The person pointed to the bench before frowning. "Addison?"

Addison took a deep breath before she turned her head and looked at the figure. "Hello, Pete."

"Hey." He looked down at her. "I didn't realise it was you."

"It's okay." She nodded. "What brings you to New York again?"

"I, erm, I'm here with my daughter actually."

"Oh." Addison's face fell slightly. He had a daughter. "You never said before that you have a daughter."

"Never came up, I guess."

"Yeah." She nodded and glanced back at the ice rink at her own daughter.

"How come you're not skating?"

"I've hurt my ankle."

"Oh." Pete nodded and sat down next to her before he looked at the rink.

"Why aren't you skating?" she asked and continued to look ahead of her.

"I'm not really good at ice skating. Jess wanted to skate, so here we are."

Addison nodded and watched as Archer picked Alba up from the ice before they began skating again.

"Who are you here with?"

"My brother and my daughter." She held a breath as the words left her lips and she waited for his response.

"You have a daughter?"

"I have a daughter." She nodded.

"How old is she?"

"Three."

Pete looked at her and nodded slowly before he looked back at the rink. The two of them sat in silence as they watched everyone else skate. Neither of them said anything, they just looked at their daughters as they skated around.

What felt like an eternity later, Addison spotted Archer and Alba get off the ice and she stood up from the bench. Pete looked up at her before he watched her walked towards them.

"Hey." Addison grinned and scooped Alba up into her arms. "Did you have fun on the ice?"

"Yes!" She giggled loudly and turned her head to look at her uncle.

"Thanks for taking her, Arch." Addison smiled softly as she set her daughter on her hip.

"No problem." He smiled. "We had fun, didn't we?"

"Hopefully she'll sleep tonight now." Addison kissed Alba's forehead. "What do you say to Uncle Archie?"

She frowned as she looked at her mother. "Pwease?"

"No, thank you." Addison smiled, amused.

Alba turned and grinned at Archer. "Tank you!"

"Good girl."

She giggled before she rested her head against her mother's shoulder.

"Thanks, Arch. I'll see you this weekend." Addison leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"Yep." He gave a smile and kissed his niece's cheek. "I'll see you two."

"Say bye, Alba," Addison urged.

"Bye, uncle Archie." She grinned. Addison smiled at her brother before she turned to leave and saw Pete again. He was still sat on the bench, watching them in silence as he waited for his daughter to get off the rink. She hesitated and wondered whether to go back over or just leave. He gave a small smile before he got up as he saw Jessica skate towards him.

"Dad!" Jessica called as she stood on the edge of the skate rink and smiled at him.

"I'm coming." He smiled softly and walked closer. "Having fun, pumpkin?"

"Take a photo! I want to show nana!" The girl beamed. Her cheeks were pink from the cold.

"Alright." Pete smiled and got his phone from his pocket before he took a photo of his daughter.

"Yay!" Jessica grinned. "I love all the snow!"

"I knew you would." He nodded. "It's pretty amazing."

"Can we come here every year?" Jessica batted her eyelashes and smiled sweetly.

"We'll see, baby." He smiled softly.

"Pleaseeeee."

"Maybe, Jess, we'll see."

Jessica sighed dramatically as she looked at her father. She had picked up the role of being dramatic to win her father over easily.

Pete chuckled softly and rolled his eyes at her. "Are you done skating?"

"Yes," she sighed and nodded.

"Come on then."

Jessica skate round to the other side of the skating rink to change out of her skates and into her shoes. Pete watched her before he turned back around and saw Addison still stood there, watching him. Addison placed another kiss on Alba's forehead as she turned to leave the park. He gave a small sigh as he looked at her before he called out her name. Addison stopped and turned to face him.

"I, erm." Pete walked closer. "It was nice seeing you again."

"You too," she agreed and nodded as her grip on Alba tightened.

"Yeah." He nodded slightly and looked down at her.

"Maybe…maybe we could get coffee?" she suggested.

"Erm, yeah, sure, if you want to."

"Tomorrow?"

"Sounds good."

"There's a café just down the road." Addison motioned with her head. "Meet there at eleven?"

"We'll be there." Pete nodded. She smiled softly before she turned once more and started to walk home.

That night after Addison had tucked her daughter in, she made her way into the living room and sat down on the couch before she dialled her best friend's number. She listened to the dialling tone and toyed with a strand of hair.

"Hey, Addi," Naomi's voice floated down after a while. "What's up?"

"We met Alba's dad today," Addison blurted. She found it hard to keep anything from her best friend.

"You...what?"

"He's in New York with his daughter."

"Did you talk to him?"

"He came over to me." Addison sighed and leaned back.

"And?"

"We're meeting tomorrow. I guess I'll have to tell him." She closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath.

"You're going to tell him about Alba?"

"I'll have to, won't I?" She looked up at the photos that sat on her mantle piece. There was a big photo of Addison and Alba just after she was born in the middle before two either side.

"You haven't told him for the past three years."

"Because I didn't have to see him. Now he's here and it's hard not to." She closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. She could feel a headache beginning.

"Yeah, he does have a right to know, after all."

"I wish you were here," Addison whispered and curled up on the couch. "I need your support."

"It would be kind of awkward for me to be there when you tell him, but you'll be fine, Addi."

"Really?"

"I know you will."

"He already has a daughter, Nae," she whispered.

"What does it matter?"

"What if he doesn't want to know Alba because of his other daughter?"

"Do you want him to be a part of Alba's life?"

"I don't know," she admitted.

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"Everything I guess." She shrugged and pulled the blanket over her body.

"He can't take her from you, Addi."

"He can try."

"Do you think he would?"

"I don't know."

"Even if he did, he can't take her from you, Addi."

"I want Alba to have the best."

"What do you think is best for her then?"

"I have no idea."

"If you think you should tell him, then tell him, Addi."

"I guess I should." Addison nodded.

"It's going to be okay, Addi," Naomi assured her best friend.

"Yeah. I should go. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay." Naomi nodded. "Try not to worry too much."

"I'll try. Bye, Nae."

"Bye, Addi." Naomi smiled before they both hung up.