A/N: thanks for the reviews guys. Don't worry Ava will come in this chapter. You will LOVE it! Trust me…

Addison led Alex most of the way to the front of the hospital, considering he was in a daze. I mean, come on, the man just found out he had a child after 3 years. Suddenly, he pulled on Addison's arm, tugging her gently into a supply closet.

"Karev," she said, laughing. "More time for sex after we go meet your child."

He laughed for seemingly the first time in a while, his face seemed stiff. "That's not why I pulled you in here, but I will take you up on that later."

Addison laughed and pushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. "Ok, so why are we here?"

"I need to call Ava."

"Rebecca."

"Whatever." Alex flipped open his phone and dialed her number. She picked up after the first ring.

"Alex?" she asked, her voice reverberating throughout the room. Addison leaned closer involuntarily.

"Yeah, um…I just wanted to say that I might not see you for a while. I'm…just…things are really busy here at the hospital and I'll be on call for a while, and—"

"Save it Karev. I know you're leaving me for that redhead," Addison's mouth dropped open and she subconsciously ran her fingers through her red hair. Alex grabbed her hand quickly, showing her he was not amused.

"Look, Ava,"

"Rebecca!"

"WHO GIVES A &" Alex was angry now. "You can hate Addison for whatever reason, but that doesn't change the fact that she saved your life. Many times. She told me to go to you. This is not her fault. This is all my fault. If you're going to blame someone, blame me."

There was silence on the other line. Ava, Rebecca, or McBitchy, had hung up. Addison smiled, hugging Alex close.

"Thank you for defending me." She whispered into his chest.

He pulled her away. "My pleasure."

Her face was merely inches from his. He could feel his heart rate quicken and his breath catch. His eyes strayed to her lips. Her lips lightly brushed his, and he pulled her close. Addison sighed. After the weeks of feigning happiness for Alex, she was glad she was actually happy.

She pulled away. "Let's go meet your daughter."

Blaire was a tiny three year old. She seemed too skinny to be healthy. She had stringy brown hair (Alex's color) and green eyes. She seemed ragged, but she was still a beautiful little girl. Her mother, Alex noticed, was on her way out the door when they arrived. He tossed an 'I told you so' look to Addison and lifted the little girl up.

"Hey Blaire," he said sweetly. "How are you sweetie?"

"Are you my daddy?" the little girl asked in a soft voice.

Alex nodded. The little girl hugged his neck and he walked over to Addison. Blaire pulled away from her father and smiled at Addison. "You're preety," she said.

Addison smiled and took the girl from Alex. "I'm Addison. Alex's friend."

"Wanna go eat some lunch, pretty girl?" Alex asked.

Blaire nodded. "French fries?"

Addison laughed. "Yeah, French fries." The little girl smiled and turned away. Addison looked down at the little girls body. She had bruises on her wrists and arms. There were cuts and scrapes on her legs. She motioned to Alex and he looked worried.

"Alex?" Addison was sure something was wrong

"Blaire, honey, did mommy ever hurt you?" Alex addressed the little girl

"Only a little. But I deserved it," the little girl insisted. She looked from Addison to Alex. "Are you gonna hurt me too?" she asked, frightened.

"No, honey, never," Addison pulled her close and they made their way to the cafeteria.

Well hows that for cliché. Ehh. REVIEW!! Por favor???