There was one mirror in the house I lived in.

It was hidden behind a panel in the hallway upstairs. The owners of the house only allowed me to stand in front of it for a couple of minutes each day to do my hair or to apply my make-up. I would have to pull up a stool and stand on top of it to reach the mirror. Sometimes, when they weren't home or they weren't looking, I would sneak a peak in the mirror—not for the sake of vanity, but, instead out of curiosity. A lot changes in one person during the long while that isn't spent looking in the mirror. In my reflection, I could see red hair, a narrow face, big round eyes and a little nose.

I still looked like a little girl.

Even though I had just turned nineteen.

"Today is the day." six-year-old Nicole says as she turns around the corner of the hallway and approaches me. "You nervous?"

I stare into my own eyes for a minute through the mirror. You see, I was a foster child and I tutored the other children who lived in the home with me. I was what you could call a child prodigy. I didn't exactly have a problem learning in school, actually, far from that. I graduated high school at the age of twelve and went to college to become a board certified OB/GYN who specialized in Maternal/Fetal medicine and medical genetics at the age of fifteen.

"No." I say. "I'm not nervous."

Today was the day that I went down to the Seattle Grace Mercy West hospital to meet with the Chief of Surgery there, today was the day that I started as the head of Neonatal surgery. The last time that I had visited that hospital was for my job interview, but, between when I had my interview and now there had been a switch of Chief's. The Chief that I had my interview with stepped down, so, today I was going to go meet the new Chief and start my job. I was wearing a pair of black pinstripe dress pants with a pink blouse which showed just enough cleavage, but, not too much that I had to worry about my top when I had to bend over.

"Can you make me pancakes?" Nicole asked.

I laughed and replied; "For sure."

I kissed her head before sliding the panel over the mirror. Nicole was a cute little girl with big brown eyes and brown curly hair, I felt kind of like the children's mother living in this house. The people who ran the home, if they were ever home home, were either drunk or high and incapable of running the household and taking care of the children who lived here. So, I did. We walked together into the kitchen where I made breakfast for her and the other five children living there. It didn't take long to make them breakfast; I glanced at the clock to read seven forty five. I quickly said my goodbyes and exited the house, closing the door behind me before hopping on the bus that would take me to the hospital.

Personally, I hated the bus.

It stunk of exhaust and smoke, plus, every time it hit a patch of uneven ground it would jostle me from side to side even though I gripped the railings to keep myself still. It was about a twenty minute bus ride until the bus stopped in front of the hospital and I get up, scooting past a bunch of people and exiting the bus. The hospital was fairly big and there were crowds of doctors and nurses walking in and out.

Alright, you can do this. I pep-talked myself as I stood outside of the big automatic doors which lead directly into the lobby of the hospital. I hadn't ever done this sort of thing before, and, being a child prodigy who graduated at a very young age and went to college extremely early. Being scared wasn't my kind of thing; I wasn't scared in high school.

I wasn't going to be scared now.

I entered the hospital and went straight to the front desk to find that nobody was there. I looked around to see if there was anybody who could help me, I didn't want to bother anybody who I didn't have to. I knew that almost everybody who worked here had somebody to attend to. That is when I spotted a group of doctors standing by the nurse's station.

"Um, excuse me?" I said as I approached them.

"Go away." One of the men told me, "We're busy."

Rude. I thought to myself as I turned around and started making my way down the hallway. If nobody would help me, then I would just have to find him myself. I walked down the straight hallway for a minute before taking a left at the junction of the two hallways and then took a right when I could and took some stairs down to a different hallway before walking past a bunch of vending machines. I was about to turn around when I saw a group of doctors sitting on the stretchers that were placed against the walls.

"Addison?" A male voice came and I looked up to see one of the doctors walking towards me.

"Um...No, m-my name is Ava." I corrected him.

The black haired woman laughed at him as she and the brown haired woman got up and walked over here while the woman said; "Nice going, evil spawn!"

"I'm Meredith Grey; this is Christina Yang and Alex Karev." Meredith introduced herself as her and Alex stuck their hands out for me to shake before Meredith continued; "That woman over there is Izzie Stevens and the guy playing in the wheelchair is George O'Malley. And, sorry about what happened before. It's just; you look a lot like someone who works here and it's kind of crazy."

"Yeah, yeah. Nice to meet you." Christina blew me off, "Listen, this area is for Attendings and Residents only."

"Actually, I'm just looking for the Chief of Surgery." I explained, "I am supposed to pick up my lab coat, pager and ID tag. I am the new head of Neonatal surgery."

They were all silent for a minute; it was almost like I had rendered them speechless until; "George!" Christina yelled, "Bring the woman to the Chief of surgery! Move, move, move!"

"I'm not your slave, Christina!" George said as he scurried out of the wheelchair and walked over to me; "Right this way, miss."

"And yet you do what she says, O'Malley!" Alex teased him as he walked beside me up the steps. We had a nice talk as he lead the way to the Chief's office about simple things, work, his family, etc. We reached the elevators and he told me what to do. Go to the fifth floor and once I exit the elevator, I take an immediate right and go through the double doors at the end of the hall. Go across the bridge and the Chief's office will be on my right once I reach the end of it.

I did exactly what he told me to do.

I was walking across the bridge, when I found a stain on my shirt. Cursing under my breath as I tried to wipe it off, I accidentally bumped into someone knocking them over, sending their papers flying in different directions.

"Oh my god." I said nervously as I helped them pick the papers up. "I am so sorry!"

"Don't worry about it." A woman's voice came, once the papers were picked up and I handed them to her I looked up at her face so see something at I was totally not expecting…She looked exactly like me. The same hair, same eyes, mouth, nose, face.

Everything.

"Oh shit." She said under her breath as she clutched the folder of papers tightly to her chest and ran away.

Mom?