PRIVATE PRACTICE:
Addison got the child she had always wanted, just not in the way she expected. Through trials and tribulations, Addison begins to build the family she has always wanted.
Disclaimer: I don't own Private Practice.
"Addison". Said a voice from the door to my office. I rubbed a hand over my face and looked towards the voice. There stood the resident sexologist, Charlotte King. Charlotte was also the Chief at the nearby hospital where I usually did surgeries.
"What is it?". I sighed in response.
"You look like hell Montgomery". Said Charlotte in her southern accent. I rolled my eyes; she says things the way they are, no stepping around the truth.
"Gee, thanks Charlotte; now, what do you want?". I asked again. Charlotte grinned and made her way into my office, sitting on the chair in front my desk.
"Yes well, I have a patient at the hospital it'd like for you to examine a mother who's about to have quads and I want you in there". Smiled Charlotte. I weighed the options, she has other surgeons but yet she wanted me?
"Sure why not, I'll grab my things. I'll meet you there". I said as Charlotte nodded her head and made her way out of my office.
I went about the office and grabbed my belongings, grabbing my brief case and my hand bag, placing my possessions inside. I put my jacket on and made my way out of my office, telling those close by where I was headed and where they could reach me if needed.
I made my way into the hospital and realised that it was quiet, too quiet for some reason. I shrugged my shoulders and made my way to Charlotte's office, where I usually leave my things. I placed my belongings on the ground, grabbed my lab coat and ID and made my way out of the office, giving greetings to patients, doctors and nurses in my passing. I made it to the emergency room where the family were waiting. I smiled and made my way over there, as I walked over to the parents, a booming voice called out from behind me.
"EVERYBODY GET ON THE FLOOR, OTHERWISE I'LL KILL YOU ALL". Boomed a voice from behind. I turned around and came face to face with a man holding a shot gun, what on earth had I walked into? Was I going to make it out of this alive?
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Meanwhile at Oceanside, phones were going off the hook. Charlotte had yet to leave her office when she had received the phone call; the phone call telling her that her Emergency Department was being held hostage and she had to make her way to the hospital ASAP. After a few brief short words, Charlotte swore. Addison Montgomery was one of the hostages. She took a deep breath and made her way outside and seen everyone was in the break room. She made her way into the room just as Cooper was about to leave.
"Coop; stay, there's something I need to tell you all". Said Charlotte as she grabbed Coopers arm to stop him from leaving. They all looked at her quizzically. She took in a deep breath.
"As of five minutes ago, the emergency room of my hospital was held hostage". Said Charlotte as she looked around the room.
"Oh no, how many hostages?". Asked Violet, always the sympathetic one.
"Quite a lot, it was a busy day". Cringed Charlotte.
"Um, I get it it's your hospital, but does this have anything to do with us?". Asked Amelia. Charlotte took a deep breath in to brace herself.
"One of the hostages is Addison". Replied Charlotte.
"Addison? As in Addison Montgomery? As in Addison who works here?". Asked Pete, slightly raising his voice. Charlotte nodded her head.
"Yes; Addison Montgomery is one of the hostages".
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"Now everyone, we're going to play a little game. You're all going to sit there until I get what I want, and that's to talk to the chief and to talk to a doctor that can help". Said the man as he walked around the emergency room holding the rifle, making all of the mothers and children cry. I was seated on the ground with my knees placed sideways on the ground; sitting in a skirt was not my cup of tea. I turned to the side and noticed a little girl sitting next to me.
"Hi sweetie; what's your name?". I asked looking at her. She didn't look as frightened as everyone else in the room. She smiled lightly.
"Arizona Jane". She replied.
"That's a beautiful names, I'm Addison. How old are you?". I asked looking at her.
"Four. Your names pretty too". She smiled shyly.
"Where's your parents sweetie?". I asked. She looked down then pointed at the gun man.
"He's your father?". I asked again. She nodded her head.
"Oh sweetie". I sighed as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and brought her in close.
"What's your favourite colour?". I asked, trying to get her mind of the situation and mine from asking why.
"Um, most definitely pink, but maybe red because I like your hair". Replied Arizona with a grin. I laughed.
"My hair is extra red today isn't it?". I smiled. I looked over towards the gunman, noticing him talking into his phone, not even taking any notice of his daughter or where she is for that matter. People like him, shouldn't be parents. Looking around the emergency room, I noticed there was a lot of families sitting close together, scared. I felt a pang of guilt in my heart, these poor families. I then looked over to my patient; she was breathing heavily, she was so close to giving birth. I noticed her looking and she gave me a faint smile, I looked at her and did some breathing, she smiled lightly and followed. Her husband followed her gaze and looked at me, I smiled lightly at me and he nodded in return, rubbing his wives back. Were we going to get out of this alive?
So first private practice story, read and review please.