A/N; Okay I'm proud of myself! 2 updates in the space of 12 hours!

"Wow, this place is awesome!" Lana gasped as she stepped into Addison's suite. The main area was decorated in different shades of red, the king sized bed backed up against the wall, a cherry wood bedside table, and a widescreen television opposite. Lana walked around in awe, stepping into the en suite bathroom, far bigger than one she had ever seen.

"How can you afford this?" Lana asked as she stepped back out into the room. Addison grinned.

"Hey, I'm a world renowned surgeon!" She quipped, opening a door. "And this, Lana, is your bedroom."

Lana stared at the room before her. "Oh my gosh…" She walked over the deep red carpet, and glanced over at the colour coordinated sofa with a cream coloured throw over it. She stood at the double bed, the fluffed pillows and soft sheets encasing the mattress. Lana turned and fell backwards on the bed, letting out an audible sigh.

"Like it?" Addison asked.

"Love it!"

"Dr Montgomery?"

"It's Dr Montgomery Shepherd to you."

"Not for long it won't be." Meredith snottily remarked. Addison whirled around and slammed the chart on the surface next to Meredith.

"And what makes you think that?"

"He loves me. Even you can't deny it." As much as Addison wanted to agree, something inside of her snapped.

"So after eleven years of marriage he suddenly throws away that love for a two month fling?" Addison snapped, her eyes hardening. "All it was for you was a drunken one night stand which only developed after you found out he was your boss. Now tell me, Dr Grey, what kind of woman goes after her boss? And what kind of woman continues to chase said boss after she finds out he is married and has a child?!"

Meredith opened her mouth, but quickly shut it after Addison mentioned the word 'child'. Addison noticed this, and carried on.

"Oh yes, Grey, a child. Now tell me this, why did you give her an overdose?"

"I didn't"

"So now you're adding 'liar' to your charming list of attributes?"

Meredith stared blankly at Addison, who continued, "Well, so far, you are a dirty mistress, a slut, whore, home wrecker, cheap hooker, bitch, immature, selfish, a 12 year old, and now, a liar. Oh, and you were almost a murderer. So how's that for a charming list to give to the many guys you screw with?"

Meredith glared at Addison, hate visible in her eyes. Addison smiled and walked colder to Meredith, keeping eye contact, and saying in a soft, threatening voice.

"If you ever come within a thousand feet of Lana, I swear I will get you kicked off the program and unable to work in any hospital in America, and that is a promise." Addison grinned at Meredith before walking off, heels clicking every step.

"I mean it Grey!" Addison called over her shoulder, a grin on her face as she recalled the look of sheer terror on the small woman's features.

Upon exploring the hotel room, Lana stumbled across Addison's photo album. She flipped through photos of Addison and Derek, smiling at the chemistry that radiated off the images. Lana stuck them back, feeling invasive. She wandered back to her room when the door opened.

"I'm ho-ome!" Addison's voice rang out. Lana went to greet her.

"Hey, how was work?" Lana asked. Addison dropped her bag in the closet and took off her heels. Lana ogled the bag and shoes. "Are those prada?!" She exclaimed, pointing it the items. She promptly opened the closet, but immediately shut it with a look of shock on her face.

"Do you have anything non designer?!"

Addison laughed. "What size shoe do you take?"

"Uh, seven I think." Addison went to the closet and pulled out a pair of prada pumps. "Here, try those on."

Lana stared in disbelief. "Seriously?!" They must have cost a bomb!"

"I'm not going to wear them so you may as well put some use to them." Addison said reasonably. Lana eyed her wearily. "They're getting lonely-y!" Addison dangled the shoes in front of Lana's eyes. She immediately grabbed them. "Well, if you put it that way.." Addison laughed and flopped face first into the bed.

Lana sat on the chair, fiddling with her hands. "How come you don't stay with Derek?"

"He insists he stays in that freaking trailer." Came the muffled reply. Lana laughed, not imagining the sophisticated woman staying in a cramped trailer.

"Favourite Broadway show?"

"Phantom of the Opera."

"Hmm… I'm partial to that and Wicked." Addison replied, munching on Chinese noodles.

"I've never seen that." Lana said, taking a slice of pizza.

"I'll take you sometime." Addison slurped up the last noodle, causing Lana to laugh.

"For a world renowned surgeon from upper class New York, you sure eat messy!"

Addison threw a pillow at Lana, laughing. "I only eat messy in the comfort of my hotel room! I do have a reputation to hold, you know!"

"Hmm yes, Satan slurps noodles… that would be interesting gossip for Seattle Grace." Lana mused.

"Okay, favourite band?" Addison asked Lana.

"U2. I remember it being played to me when I was young… I've loved them ever since."

That's because I played it to you… Addison paused, remembering the times she and Lana would dance crazily around the living room in their brownstone to the many songs of U2. A smile crossed her face.

"Mine too.." Addison said, closing her eyes and leaning back. Lana followed her cue and lay next to her, closing her eyes, remembering the music, and the crazy dance routines, but in her memory, she is dancing alone.

A knock at the door woke them from their rest. Addison cursed as she hoisted herself out of the bed. Lana sat up, rubbing her eyes. She walked to the door, not recognising the man that stood there. But she knew Addison did. Because there was that look of shock on her face.

"Mark.." Addison stammered out, not trusting herself to speak anymore.

"Heey Addi! Long time, no see!" Mark breezed in into the room, and upon seeing Lana, his face broke into a huge grin.

"Hey there kiddo!" He ruffled her hair, and she turned away in disgust. Addison stood protectively over Lana, as if trying to protect her from the inevitable.

"So, Addison, you going to re introduce me to little Lana? Well, she's big now, what happened?

Addison rested a hand on Lana's shoulder.

"Kiddo –"

"My name is Lana." She said with gritted teeth.

Mark saluted her, and turned to Addison.

"What are you doing here, Mark?" Addison asked.

"I've come to take you and little munchkin here home!"

Lana stepped in. "I am not going anywhere with you, I don't even know you!"

Mark suddenly stopped, and looked at Addison in disbelief.

"She doesn't remember?"

"Remember what?" Lana asked exasperatedly. She looked up at Addison, who looked back at her, with clear eyes.

"MOMMY!" Young Lana yelled, struggling to run back to her mother. Addison reached out, but she was gradually getting smaller as she was being taken away…

Lana stepped back, keeping her gaze fixed on Addison.

"Who are you?" she breathed. Addison opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She sat down.

"Can you go to your room? Mark and I need to talk…"

"Why?" Lana shot back.

"Because I said –"

"Because you said so? You're not my mom."

Time seemed to stop still as Addison lifted her head to gaze at the younger version of herself, her daughter. Lana gazed back, and the years came tumbling out, the look of love in Addison's eyes triggering her memory.

Suddenly, the puzzle pieces fit perfectly, and Lana knew the truth before Addison uttered those three words.

"Yes, I am."

A/N; Hope you liked it! From this moment, I don't know what I'm going to do in the next chapter, and I have exams, so it may be a while, but I swear, this time, it won't be another 3 month wait! R&R s'il vous plait!