So here it is, the big reveal of just what Addison is hiding, or not hiding considering she didn't remember. Hope you likey. Feedback is my drug of choice!

14

Izzie

After Addison's siblings went away I helped her get changed and get situated in her bed.

"Thanks again for the party," I say to her

She smiles at me, "It was a collaborative effort on mine and Meredith's part."

"Which is the trippy part," I tell her honestly causing a laugh

"I know. Who would have thought right?"

I nod, "I won't forget tonight."

"I'm glad that you enjoyed yourself."

"So are you excited that your brother and sister are here?"

A smile lights up her face, "I really am. We don't see enough of one another."

"It's a shame it took something like this to get you all together. When are your parents coming?"

"When I'm released from the hospital."

"Which is when exactly?"

Addison shrugs, "I'd think soon. I mean there isn't really any medical reason to keep me here any longer. I think Richard is keeping me here a little longer just to make sure there is no further damage."

"Understandable. You're brother is pretty cute."

Addison laughs, "He's very single just so you know."

"Good to know. You should go to sleep now."

I think she was about to protest when a wide yawn overcame her, "I think that's probably a good idea. Goodnight Izzie."

"Goodnight Addison."

She closes her eyes and I just sit and watch her sleep for a while. I know Derek likes to watch her sleep. Watch the rise and fall of her chest to see that she's still breathing, that she remains with us.

I know intellectually that she isn't going to go anywhere, that she's really okay, but you just have to check sometimes. I must have nodded off for the next thing I hear is someone yelling out.

Jerking awake I look over at Addison to see her thrashing in her sleep, in the throes of a powerful nightmare. Standing up I grab her hands.

"Addison," I say loudly

This is efficient enough to wake her up and she is upright before I can push her back down. Laying a hand on her heaving chest I gently push her back down.

"Just breathe," I say softly, "Breathe."

She starts taking in smaller breaths and her breathing returns to normal but she still has a panicked, wild eyed look about her.

"Are you okay," I ask, "I thought the nightmares ended."

Addison blinks at me for a minute, "They did. This was something altogether different. Wasn't a nightmare so much as a...memory."

"Memory?"

A nod, "I'm sorry if I woke you."

I waved her off, "Don't worry about me its you that I'm worried about."

Addison places a hand to her chest, "I'll be okay."

"I can call Derek."

"Let him rest. Being the designated driver for everyone had to have been a little tiring. He didn't even really get to enjoy the party."

"Yeah some people did get a little sloshed."

"A little?"

"Okay, a lot sloshed. Do you want to tell me about this...memory."

Addison cocks her head to the side as if considering this very option, "Not right now. There is someone that I need to talk to first."

"Whose that?"

"My mother."

I didn't really understand what she was talking about but I had the face that she would tell me when she was ready. I watch as Addison reaches to the bedside table and grabs a bottle of water and takes a healthy drink from it.

"I'm really going to be okay Izzie," she says placing the water bottle back on the table and turning to me, "I promise."

I smile, "I believe you."

"You really should go home and try to get some sleep."

"I don't think so lady. Not after I had to wake you from that nightmare or memory thingy. I have to be here in case it happens again."

Addison rolls her eyes at me but smiles anyway.

"If you say so."

"I do."

Ryan

Melody and I entered Addison's room in the morning, before visiting hours I might add, to see her sitting in her wheelchair by the window.

"Hey big sis," I say to her

She turns her head and smiles, "Hey little brother...Mel."

"How are you doing Addison," Melody asks

"As well as can be expected," she commented indicating her head which was covered by a dark green silk scarf, "After being shot and all. Taking it one day at a time."

"That's a good philosophy," I say to her coming further into the room and taking the chair across from her with Melody taking a seat beside me

She shrugs her shoulders.

"You don't have...any feeling in your legs," Mel hesitantly asks

Addison shakes her head, "Not a damn thing. It's not for lack of trying and wishing believe me."

"You seem so resigned about the whole thing," Mel says with a touch of disapproval

"Mel."

Addison just shakes her head, "It's okay Ryan. I'm not resigned to never feeling anything in my legs Mel...I'm realistic. There is a difference. When everything medical says you won't walk again..."

"You're giving up."

Addison rolls her eyes, "No I'm not giving up. Of course I hope that I'll walk again but I'm okay with not walking again."

"You have to give up medicine."

"Says who," I ask finally getting into this conversation, "There are plenty of doctors with a disability like Addi's."

"Yes, what he said," Addison smiles

Melody sighs, "Where is Derek?"

"Uh...working," Addison says in a tone saying 'what else'

"It's Saturday?"

"Doctor's work on Saturday's sometimes too Mel. Saving lives can be a twenty four hour thing."

A sigh from our older sister, "Fine. I'm going to go get some coffee."

She gets up and leaves in a huff. I turn back to Addison to see her looking at me intently

"Is something the matter?

She raises an eyebrow, "No. Just looking."

Odd.

"Sorry about Mel. I thought I sufficiently blackmailed her into behaving."

Addison laughs before me, "It's okay. I never really expect her to behave around me. We've always been like this."

"I know," I sigh, "How are you doing? Really."

"I'm good...truly and honestly."

"Yeah?"

A nod, "Yeah."

"What's with the scarf?"

"They had to shave the side of my head for the surgery to get the bullet out. It looked odd so I shaved my whole head."

"Are you kidding me," I exclaimed in surprise

I always loved her hair. She laughs and shakes her head.

"No, I didn't shave my head. They did shave a little patch though. When I can get to a hair dresser we can figure out how to hide that."

"Good, don't scare me like that woman."

Throughout my visit with her I notice that she keeps staring at me more intensely than she usually does, like she's looking for something.

"I called mom this morning and convinced her and dad to come out today."

"You did," I asked in surprise

They weren't going to come until Addison was out of the hospital.

"Why," I ask her

She cocks her head to the side and shrugs, "I needed my mommy."

I can tell that this isn't the whole truth and am not sure why she is lying to me. She never lies to me.

"You're lying," I state

She sighs softly and with a small smile, "You always could tell when I was lying. I need to ask them a question."

"A question that can't wait till you get out of the hospital?"

"No."

"Tell me what's bothering you," I ask taking her hands into mine

"You're B negative right," she asks me catching me off guard

What does my blood type have to do with this?

"Yes, but I don't understand what that has to do with anything."

"I'm B negative ," she states

"Okay."

"2 percentof the population has it."

I still don't have the faintest idea what she's talking about.

"I almost died during surgery because they didn't have enough blood that was my type," she says softly, "Luckily they were able to get some from a nearby hospital."

"You want me to donate blood?"

"Yes," she states with a smile, "That would be...helpful."

"You know I don't understand you right now right?"

"I do know," she says, "But you will. Can you do that now?"

"Donate blood?"

"Yes."

I stand from my chair, "Sure. I'll see you later."

I kiss her on the cheek and make my way to donate some blood.

Addison

I know Ryan doesn't have any earthly idea what I'm talking about but he will...in time. I wheel myself out of my room to look for someone. I need someone who can think devious, just not think it but be it. I see Alex Karev up ahead. Perfect.

"Alex," I state

He turns to me with a smile, "Hey, it's good to see you out here."

"It feels good to be out here. Listen I need a favor from you."

"Anything."

"My brother Ryan is going to go give some blood and I want you to be the one to draw it from him."

"What?"

"I want you to..."

He holds up a hand, "I heard what you said. Draw some blood."

"He's very nervous with nurses doing it. Bad experience when he was a boy. "

"Sounds reasonable."

"Just one thing," I say holding up my hand

"What's that?"

"I want you draw a vial of his blood along with the blood bag and give the vial to me."

The look on Alex' face is priceless.

"Can I ask what you're planning on doing with this vial of blood?"

"Nothing illegal or tawdry I can assure you."

Alex shrugs, "Hey what you do with it is up to you. I'll come find you once it's done."

"Thank you Alex."

"Not a problem Doctor Shepperd."

Alex saunters off and I can't help but wonder for a moment if what I'm doing is nuts. About twenty minutes later I am in my room when Alex comes in. He pulls a small vial out of his pocket and hands it to me.

"Ryan said he was going to go to his hotel and take a nap and that he'll come see you later."

"Giving blood always did take a lot out of him."

"Did you need anything else?"

"No, I think you helped enough."

With a wink and a smile he was off. I need another cohort in crime now. I can't ask Alex to do anything else for me. As I ponder who to ask Cristina Yang peaks her head into my room.

"How are you doing today," she asks stepping further into the room

"I'm doing wonderful. How are you?"

A shrug, "You know things are...same as always."

"I can imagine."

"I actually just stopped in to say hi. Bailey is probably looking for me about now."

"Cristina," I ask, "Can you do me a really big favor?"

"Sure."

I held up the vial.

"You don't have some blood fetish now do you?"

"Hardly. I want you to take this vial and run it against my blood."

"We're looking for what exactly," Cristina asks curiously

"All in good time Cristina. Can you do this and be secretive about it?"

"Secretive is my middle name," she says taking the blood from me

I can tell when someone is intrigued.

"Can you at least tell me whose blood this is?"

I shake my head.

"I'll put a rush on it and have it back to you by the end of the day," Cristina says pocketing the vial

"Thank you."

She leaves and I'm left to myself for most of the day. Derek comes in and had lunch with me and I almost tell him what I'm doing but I have to wait for the results. I'm waiting none to patiently at that.

Close to seven I'm reading the new Dean Koontz book when Cristina enters with a folder in her hand.

"The results actually came in a couple hours ago but I couldn't get away till now," she says handing the papers to me, "I didn't look at them in case you were wondering."

"I didn't think you did."

I look at the name on the folder and it reads Schnauzer.

"Schnauzer," I ask

"I had to come up with something," Cristina shrugs

I can't help but laugh, "Thank you."

"See you tomorrow."

"Later."

She leaves once again and I take a breath before opening the folder. I read slowly not to miss anything and when done I close the folder.

"Oh my god," I whisper, "Ryan ismy son."

I bet you five dollars none of you were expecting that(except Steph cause she already knew). Ask me where I came up with this idea and I'll say 'got me'. Hope you enjoyed.