Chapter 1 - this is my first fan fiction in English...tell me what do you think?

It was just a day like many others that morning.

After a quick look at her closet, she chose a dress to wear, something comfortable, and got ready to work.

"Don't tell me, I'm late again – she said coming out from the elevator - I hate traffic…"

"I didn't say anything Addison – he said smiling – your patient is in the exam room!"

"And where are your patients?" asked Addison.

"I've a patient at 9 am, it's still 8:45"

"You're lazy!"

"I'm a therapist, not a double board certificated ob/gyn - neonatal surgeon with a master in genetics"

"I have a patient!" she said picking up her patient file.

"Dr. Wallace?" asked a man in his late thirties

"Kathleen's brother?"

"Yes, it's me…"

"Nice to meet you" said Sheldon shaking his hand

"How do you know my sister?"

"We did the residency together…Kathleen said that you need someone to talk to …"

"Kathleen said a lot of things…"

"What's your problem?"

"My sister…well my family thinks I'm depressed…"

"Why do they think you're depressed?"

"Maybe because I don't work or maybe because my wife left me…"

"Did you loose your job?"

Derek didn't answer Sheldon's question, he just looked the clock on the wall

"Derek, you're looking the clock, do you have an appointment?"

"No…"

"How you spend your days?"

"Sometimes I watch TV or I spend the day sleeping"

"Do you have any friends?"

He didn't answer the question, he started laughing loudly very loudly ""

"What's so funny in my question?"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahah…my best friend slept with my wife…ahahahahahahahahahahah"

"Is the reason why she left you?"

"No….ahahahahahahahah…After I married another woman, and she left me…I think it's time to go"

"Derek wait, I think we should see again and you should take this medicines"

"Do you have fun with your patient? I heard laughing…"

"I had a strange patient!"

"You're a shrink; all your patients are strange!"

"Addison, this is a banality and you're a doctor…"

"Sheldon, this is New York City, here you're strange if you don't go to the therapist"

"More banalities…"

"What's the problem with your patient?"

"He's depressed, his sister thinks he has PTSD"

"His sister?"

"She's a therapist too!"

"Good luck… I think it's time to see the CTG of Mrs Jameson!"

2 days later

"You look terrible!" said Sheldon watching Addison

"Don't tell about it, I look terrible and I feel terrible, I started to throw up at 5 am and I stopped fifteen minutes ago, at least I hope…"

"Why didn't you stay at home?" He put a hand on her front "You don't have a fever…"

"I have to do 2 amniocentesis and I have 2 hysteroscopies, I can't stay at home…"

"You know, today I have another appointment with the patient from 2 days ago…"

"The one that laughs?"

"Yes, yesterday his sister called me for another appointment…she told me something about his story, I think it's a very interesting case, the father was shot in front of him and died…- he stopped talking and he saw Addison throw up again in the kitchen's sink… Hey are you ok?"

"No, but I will be better!"

2 DAYS BEFORE

"Dr Wallace!"

"Derek! I'm happy to see you again, how are you today?"

"Like the day before…"

"Kathleen tells me you're surgeon…"

"I was a surgeon, I liked my job, I felt like a god in the OR, but now I don't like it anymore, the only thought of a scalpel makes me sick… I quit with my job! I became a doctor to help people… and the people that I wanted help almost killed me… I did everything for my career, I even destroyed an almost 12-year-long marriage…I hate hospitals, I hate everything, but most of all I hate myself because I didn't protect my patients and my stuff… it was a massacre…" Sheldon saw Derek crying while he was told him about the day that changed his life forever.

"Before the shoot out, what did you do to relax? Did you have any hobbies?"

"I was a workaholic, so I didn't have a lot of spare time, but I liked fishing and playing tennis, it's not fun to play tennis without Mark…"

"Who is Mark?"

"Mark was my best friend…"

"the one that slept with your wife?"

"Yes… I hate him…"

"It's normal after what he did…"

"No, I hate him because if he didn't sleep with my wife I wouldn't have moved to Seattle and that man wouldn't have tried to kill me… but I can't hide myself behind an 'if', it happened and I lost everything…I feel like I'm stuck and I wake up in the middle of the night crying about why he didn't kill me…"

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