Okay, so I'm not a huge fan of this chapter, but I had to get the story rolling somehow, and this is just a short snippet. More will be up later ... soon. I'm happy that you all reviewed though, it makes me very happy to know that my dark mind is appreciated somewhere. :P

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Chapter Two

Addison hated telling someone that although she did everything in her power, she was unable to save so-and-so's life. Although they were never just anyone, especially not to Mr. Williams. To him it was his only daughter, his life, and his granddaughter that were lost, and Addison had to deliver the news, no matter how painful it was.

As expected he was distraught, a mess, and for a split second in denial over what had happened. Once the news finally sunk in however, he turned argumentative. She saw the change in his face immediately when he rose, the way he looked up at her was not out of reassurance, but out of blame.

"You…" He said manically, as he pointed a wrinkly finger her way. "You did this."

Addison was taken aback. Sure she had been blamed before for a patients death, but coming from him, it was a little unexpected. The Erik Williams she met was a happy man who was supportive of his twenty-two year old daughter, even a little ecstatic, this man though was a completely different person.

"Mr. Williams … I did everything in my power to sa-" She tried to reason with him, but her cut her off by yelling, "Lies!"

Glancing around the hospital she started to notice that many eyes were attracted in her direction. "Mr. Williams, please." She tried in a soothing voice to calm him. She took a step towards him and hesitantly tried to place a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged out from under her.

"Don't you dare touch me. You killed my daughter and granddaughter, you killed them. You're going to pay for this." The once happy, care-free man she had met before was gone and was replaced by a man who looked very much his sixty years, and then some. His face twisted in anger and he kept his finger pointed inches away from her face.

Addison's eyes widened as the words rolled off his tongue bitterly. She didn't know if he was referring to money-wise she'd pay, or if he was going to be hell bent on making her life miserable. Before Addison even had a chance to let the words sink in, he quickly turned around and stormed off, leaving her confused, and a little shaken up.

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Later on as she sat alone at a table, Addison found that she wasn't at all hungry. Her mind was still reeling from the previous events. Yep, she thought, today definitely takes the cake for being one of the worst days ever. She stared blankly at the dissatisfying food sitting in front of her as she tried to make sense of what Mr. Williams had said.

You're going to pay for this.

She couldn't forget the gleaming look in his eyes as he angrily spat the words in her face. She didn't know what he meant, and what's more, she didn't want to find out.

Taking a deep breath in, she decided that it was best to eat and forget about it. She tried to reason with herself that every surgeon in their life had a moment like this, where an irreconcilable family member takes the news of their loved ones death hard, even threateningly hard.

Callie suddenly joined her with a loud slam of her lunch tray, breaking her out of her brooding thoughts.

She sighed and decided to at least take a bite of the now cold food sitting in front of her. She picked up a piece of bread and started to pick at it absentmindedly. "Have you ever had a family member take a patients death hard?" She found herself asking Callie.

Callie looked at her for a hard second and with a small sarcastic smile, said, "No … I get the family members who are relieved when I approach them with bad news."

Addison suddenly broke her gaze from the bread she had been picking at and looked at Callie, not catching her sarcasm. After seeing her face however, Addison rolled her eyes at her friend. "No, I mean really hard."

Callie scrunched her eyebrows and asked, "Did they make a scene or something?"

Addison nodded. "Something like that."

Callie considered it for a moment and then shook her head, "No, not really. I mean I haven't really lost too many patients to have had the experience of telling the family. Why?"

"No reason." Addison replied, feeling it was better that she kept it inside, after all, she probably was just being paranoid.

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He wasn't usually one for watching someone as closely as he was watching her but …

The red hair, it was unmistakable. Looking across the lunch area, among the crowd, her red vibrant hair was what stood out to him the most. Against his better judgment, he found himself captivated with her.

He knew that he had to get to know the woman with the red hair.