A/N; Okay, I am SO sorry for not updating! I think it was before Easter the last time I updated, which is nearly 3 months.. so I am REALLY sorry, so I wrote a long chapter.. Thanks for all your reviews, by the way guys!

Oh, and I made Meredith evil in this chapter, so if anyone is reading this, and they like Meredith, then I apologise.

"Where is my daughter?" Addison repeated, glaring at Izzie, trying to stare her down. The blonde looked just as shocked and worried as Addison, giving away the fact that she didn't know. Addison composed herself, and threw her hands up in despair. She stomped out of the room, yelling at who could hear her to start searching. Against her will, she stormed down the corridor where she found Derek and Meredith. Glaring at Meredith pointedly, she turned to Derek.

"Lana is missing!" The hysteria in Addison's voice gave Derek the decency to look panicked, and he scrambled to his feet.

"We were in the middle of something." Meredith moaned, catching Derek's hand to pull herself up.

"Well EXCUSE me for interrupting your little make out session while someone is MISSING and could quite possibly be HURT!" Addison snapped, while half running up the hallway. Derek followed suit, with Meredith at his heels, a plan forming in her mind…

"Lana!" yelled Addison, frantically running through the hospital, only stopping to pull off her heels, cursing under her breath. Derek had taken the surgical wing, Addison the NICU, The Chief was paging each floor and Bailey was recruiting the interns to look in every room.

"Add –"

"Don't Derek." Addison dismissed him as she sprinted out of the hospital, suddenly knowing where Lana might be. "If she's inherited anything from you, I know where she is." Derek tried to follow her to their car, but she pushed him away. "Don't Derek... I know where you'd rather be, just go, be with her." Addison numbly made her way to the car, hating the way Derek made her feel, hating the way that she is still so into him, when he is into somebody else. Derek stared after her for a while before making his way back into the hospital. Addison watched him go out of her rear view mirror, the familiar aching feeling in her chest. If she kept saying she didn't love him... then why does she still feel this way?

Lana stood staring at the azure water, the calm and serenity soothing her nerves. Her red hair was spread, flying behind in the wind. Her arms rested on the rail of the ferryboat, keeping her gaze on the rippling water.

"Lana?" Lana didn't recognise the voice that called her name, so her gaze stayed fixed on the water, ignoring whoever it was. She heard a sigh, and the approaching sound of feet on the hard deck.

"Lana…"

Lana frustratedly turned to her left, to see a mousy blonde.

"How do you know my name?" She sighed, the fight being drained out of her.

"You look just like your mother." Meredith said smoothly, a look of malice glittering in her eyes.

"I look nothing like her." Lana snapped.

"Oh, but you do. You both have that trademark red hair, you have the same eyes, the same perfect figure.." Meredith trailed off, inwardly smirking.

If Lana was surprised by this, she didn't show it. She skimmed Meredith's figure. "And your figure makes a bad image for teens everywhere, desperate to look perfect, when in actuality they are killing themselves, to look like you." Lana retaliated. Meredith frowned. "Your 'humour' is exactly like your mother's too!"

Lana turned to look at Meredith. "One, my mother was nothing like what you are saying, she wouldn't say boo to a goose, and two, she's dead, and three, who said I was joking?"

With that, Lana turned to go, but Meredith grabbed her arm. "That Addison Montgomery... she isn't who you think."

Lana twisted out of her grasp, not letting Meredith know she had gotten to her. "Funny,' she quipped, "I thought it was Montgomery Shepherd."

Meredith's eyes darkened, as Lana stared her down. It was spiralling out of control, and if Meredith didn't do something soon, she would lose the chance to get back at Addison using the one person aside from Derek she cared for most…

"Page Dr Shepherd!" Meredith carried an unconscious Lana into the ER, laying her into a bed.

"What the hell happened?! Where was she?!" Derek yelled, running into the ER, panic dotted across his face. He started checking her vitals, as Meredith started speaking.

"I found her on the ferryboat, Addison was there, and –" Derek abruptly stopped, fire in his eyes. "Addison?" He repeated, glancing down at the still figure. "She wouldn't.."

"Will she be alright?" Meredith asked, knowing full well what happened.

"Depends on the quantity of what she ingested." Derek numbly replied.

"Oh my god is she okay?!" Addison shouted, running through the ER.

"Funny you should ask!" Derek snapped, not looking at Addison.

"Hey, she's my daughter, I have the right to –"

"She's your daughter and you drugged her!" Derek counteracted, shock flitting across Addison's rage filled features.

"You think I did this?!" Addison paused, "Do you even know me at all anymore, Derek?" Addison walked out of the ER, leaving Derek and Meredith in the dust.

Izzie and Addison were waiting by the nurses station, awaiting Lana's results. The silence between the two was almost unbearable.

"Results for Lana Caoimhe Parker?" Izzie jumped at the sound, as Addison grabbed the vital sheet of information.

"Overdose of paracetamol?!" She muttered "PARACETAMOL?!" Addison shrieked. She went in search of Derek, and waved the sheet in his face.

"Paracetamol, Derek, I don't own paracetamol let alone DRUG MY DAUGHTER WITH IT!" Derek looked slightly ashamed.

"But Meredith said –"

"Oh so what your mistress says, it must be true, right? Never mind your wife, the love of your life, your best friend for over 11 freaking YEARS! You know, there was me thinking you were trying, but no, you still want her!" Addison was by now shaking, sobbing uncontrollably. Derek stood dumbfounded, shocked into reality by what she had said. As Addison sank to the ground, Derek could only stare at the broken beauty before him. He seemed rooted to the spot, not wanting to damage her more, but oh so wanting to love her. Addison tried to compose herself, wanting Derek out of the room, she didn't want him to see her superficially fix herself, and more than that, she was afraid she would let him break her even more.

"Hey" Lana croaked out, she looked around at her surroundings. "Why the hell am I in this hellhole again?" She asked Addison.

"Someone gave you an overdose." Came the vague reply. An idea flitted across Addison's mind as she leant forward.

"Who was the last person you saw before you blacked out?"

Lana frowned, trying to piece together the shattered remnants of the events that occurred before she entered the hospital as a patient.

"She was skinny… Very skinny… and had mousy blonde hair, and the most goddamn annoying voice…" Lana squinted, as if trying to picture a face. "I don't know her first name… but she knew me… she kept telling me stuff about how I look like my mother… but I don't…." Lana looked at Addison, suddenly remembering. "It was Dr Grey. She said you're not who I think you are…" Addison's heart plummeted to the depths, the sudden realization dawning upon her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Lana stared at Addison, clocks ticking in her brain.

"She described you.."

Addison was about to say something when Derek walked in. Giving Addison a soft smile, and subconsciously linked his fingers with hers. He fixed his gaze on Lana, who smiled at the exhange.

"How are you doing?" Lana nodded, as if saying she was fine. She briefly closed her eyes, images of a younger Lana screaming for her mother flitting across her closed eyelids. Her eyes snapped open to see Dr Bailey checking over her chart.

"Lana, you can be dismissed as soon as you want." Lana nodded, before the sudden realisation that she has nowhere to go hit her.

"I… I don't…-" Addison sensed her panic, and swiftly stepped in.

"There's a hotel nearby –"

"I have no money"

"-I'll rent you a room" Addison finished, earning a surprised look from Lana.

"I can't let you do that for me" Lana shook her head.

"Or… you can stay in my room, or you sleep on the streets." Addison shrugged.

Lana gave her an amused look. "Why do you live in a hotel room?" Addison glanced at Derek, before cryptically replying. "I couldn't stay anywhere else."

Lana leant back on the pillows, weighing the options. "I guess sleeping rough would be cheaper" she joked. "But seriously, I can't let you do that just for me…"

Addison scooted closer to Lana, grasping her hand. You've been through a lot already. You don't need to go through more pain," she said softly. Lana mutely nodded, and squeezed Addison's hand.

"I'll give you time to get ready." Addison told her, getting up to leave.

"Thank you" Lana whispered. Addison smiled back at her. Derek grabbed her hand and led her out into the hall.

"What the hell was that?" He hissed, not letting go of her wrist.

"That was me being a mother to my child!" Addison hissed back, trying to pry his fingers off. "I don't see you being a father! Or a husband for that matter!" With that, Addison walked away, leaving Derek to think about how he could fix this, if the cuts aren't running too deep.

Derek turned to the window, and watched Lana as prepared to leave. He wondered when she had become a young, assertive woman, full of questions, pain, and joy. His heart ached, for the lost years, for the lost childhood they could have shared. For the first time since seeing her again, he became full of determination to get his daughter, and his wife back.

A/N; Okay.. Tell me what you think.. Nex chapter.. Someone turns up.. secrets are revealed.. and a showdown.. I've already written the next chapter in my notebook, so I'll type it out soon, and hopefully it should be here by tonight or tomorrow morning!