Derek's head turned around as he composed himself. After the nurse told him he couldn't see his mother he tried all he could not too loose it in public. "Derek, breathe. You can do it. Hold tight." Derek quietly spoke to himself trying as hard as he could not to be heard. After a few seconds of composing himself he whipped his head back around. Derek, stared right into the nurse's eyes and softly yelled, "I need to know where my mother is so I can call my wife and daughter and tell them that she is fine. I also need to see her because she is my mother. I don't want to have to get the chief of surgery down here and talk to him. I used to be the head of neurosurgery here, so I know him very well." Derek took a deep breath and waited for a response.

"Um, I'm sure I can figure something out Dr.?" The nurse asked as she was ready to update the list on her computer.

"Dr. Shepherd." Derek responded quite annoyed. He asked for his mother Carolyn Shepherd multiple times. How did she not get his last name by now?

"Dr. Shepherd! Oh my gosh, I didn't recognize you. I haven't seen you in like forever. How have you been?" the nurse asked as her eyes lit up. "I remember you; you were married to the OBGYN, Addison Montgomery Shepherd, right?"

"I don't know. I have kind of been annoyed with the nurse who can't get me the room number for my mother." Derek said in a rude voice. "I'm sorry; I'm not usually this rude. I have just had a really long day, and this is just making it worse; and yeah I was married to her, unfortunately."

"Sorry about that, I paged someone who should be able to handle that. You don't recognize me at all?"

"Nope, sorry." Derek's eyes searched around for someone he knew who could help him get the information he needed.

"I'm Jessie. Remember? I was like your old nurse when you worked here. I worked on almost every one of your cases."

Derek knew something looked familiar about her, but was too annoyed to even think about it. "Right, hey how are you?" Derek asked, not really in the mood about explaining the situation between him and his ex-wife. To long of a story, not enough time to tell it.

"I'm okay. Got married and I have a daughter. She's beautiful! You said you have to call your wife and your daughter? Does that mean you and Addison had a baby? Awe, I always knew you guys would have kids."

"Nope, Addison and I got divorced like 3 months after I left here. I'm married to someone else, it's kind of a really long story."

"Oh sorry, I didn't know. Well good for you, you seem happy. I mean happier than you did when you worked here." Jessie responded with shock in her voice.

Derek's phone began to ring. "Mer? Why are you calling me? Don't you have surgeries to do, and other things besides talking to me?"

"I called to the chief today. He said that you can take as many days off as you please, but..."

"Meredith Grey, this better not be any bad news. I can't handle bad news now. I just can't, handle it and when I can handle it I will call you and we can talk about it, but for now my day is kind of busy."

"Derek, calm down it isn't life threatening bad news. It's just that Zola has the flu and I have to take care of her. That's all. How's your mom?"

"Meredith, I like how you tried to cover yourself. I appreciate it." Derek laughed, one of the only laughs he'll have today. "I have to go. Love you, and tell Zo, I said I love her too." He told Meredith, skipping the one question Meredith really called to get an answer to.

"Okay, love you too." Meredith says as Derek is shutting his phone, really wanting to respond to that question, but didn't' know how. His head turned back to where Jessie was sitting. But the guy in the chair was definitely not Jessie. He was tall, grey hair, kind of old, but very muscular. He reminded him of someone. Just someone he couldn't remember.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Sloan." The tall man spoke with his deep voice. "I'm chief of surgery here. I was told you used to work here." Derek didn't speak. His mind wondering. Could it be, no, it couldn't, maybe it could?

"Hi." That was all Derek could manage still stopped dead in his tracks. He now knew where he knew this man. Dr. Sloan, not to be confused with the Dr. Mark Sloan, but could easily be his father. Derek stood there with drool coming out of his mouth that was dropped wide opened.

I hope you guys like this chapter. I really enjoyed writing it, and remember to comment. I love hearing them. Comments help me write faster. Also I'm sorry if anything's spelled wrong or my grammar is off, not really good with that stuff but I try. Remember to comment.