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Chapter 7 – Second Chance

Seattle, Washington

"Look who just showed up to brighten up our party, ladies and gentlemen." Mark smiled, punching Derek on the forearm. Mark Sloan, Erica Hahn and Callie Torres were sitting on the attending's lounge, chit chatting and waiting for Derek to return from Pittsburgh.

"Yes, I'm finally back!"

"What exactly were you doing in Pittsburgh?" Erica started. "I hear it was a cool procedure." She took a sip of her steaming hot coffee.

"Yes, it was an aneurysm clipping." Derek smiled awkwardly, knowing what they would ask next.

"C'mon now, Shepherd." Callie broke the silence. "You do like three of those a day! What's so cool about the one in Pittsburgh?"

"There was another surgeon operating with me, simultaneously."

"Another brain surgeon?"

"No, it was a neonatal surgeon. The woman was pregnant with twins with late-stage TTTS. "

"Wow! That is cool!" Mark said, smiling at Derek. "Who was the neonatal surgeon?"

Before Derek could answer, he looked beside him. Meredith Grey, who was passing by, stopped and stared at Derek, as if waiting to hear his answer.

"Do you remember Liv Lennon from residency?" Derek lied, still watching Meredith out the door.

"Yeah, sure!" Mark smiled. "She was so crazy about you and Addison! She thought you were the happiest couple ever and that you guys would never end." The smile started to slowly fade away from Mark's face. Derek could see that Meredith walked away.

"Yeah, it wasn't her. It was Addison." Derek smiled.

"It was Addison?" Callie asked, interested. "You operated on a pregnant woman with Addison less than a week after she left?"

"Yes." Derek's smile persisted on his face.

"How is she?"

"Oh, she is… great. She's really… great." They realized Derek had no words to describe Addison. "She's an amazing surgeon."

"Yes, she is." Mark said, unbelieving. "Dr. Hahn, didn't you have that valve replacement to do?"

"Yeah! Thanks for reminding me, Sloan." Erica stood up. "Nice seeing you, Derek."

Callie looked at Derek and Mark at the same time. "You guys want me to get lost, don't you?"

"Yes." Mark said, unforgiving.

"Fine." Callie stood up and left the room.

"Why did you kick both of them out of-" Before Derek could finish the sentence, Mark interrupted him.

"What happened out there, Derek?"

"What?"

"What happened in Pittsburgh?"

"I operated on a mother of unborn twins."

"Is that all that happened?"

"Why do you ask?"

"C'mon, Derek. I'm your best man. My job is basically to make you look good. And, if the word gets out that you slept with Addison again, you will not look good."

"Just like I looked great when the word got out that you slept with Addison?"

"That's different."

"Is it, Mark? Because as far as I know, you seduced my wife inside our own house! As far as I know, you're the one responsible for ending our marriage! If I'd sent another doctor that night, Addison and I would still be married!"

"You know that to be a lie, Derek. Me sleeping with Addison was the tip of the iceberg. You had an amazing woman at home and all you cared about was your surgeries." Mark was trying his best to stay cool. Derek, however, was not.

"Addison told me the story, Mark! I know exactly what happened that night!"

"So, you know I'm the least to blame here?"

"The least to blame? Then who the hell is the most to blame?"

"You know what, Derek? You slept with Addison and I think that's great."

"Did I say I slept with Addison? Did you hear me say I slept-"

"What you need to know is:" Mark interrupted. "Addison told you the story so you know it was the forth night in a row you left her there, waiting for you." Derek started thinking. "And, she was so mad at this that she slept with your best friend in the first opportunity she had."

"You're right!" Derek, all of a sudden, yelled. "We were both immature! We both needed to grow up! And, now we have!"

"Yes, Derek. This is your second chance."

"Oh, my God, Mark! I can't believe I blamed you! I can't believe I blamed Addison! I should've been more responsible, I should've been more mature!"

"Oh, don't worry, Derek. You were right to blame me. I was in love with Addison then. And, no, I didn't do this because I loved her; I did this because I was angry at how much I would never have what you guys had." Derek finally got his point. "For a moment, I allowed myself to wish that Addison would love me as much as she loved you. But, she wouldn't. And, I got angry. Very angry. And all I wanted to do was have Addison for me, even if I had to steal her from you."

"But, Mark-"

"I'm not proud of what I did." Mark interrupted. "And I knew that Addison needed to be with you again."

"So, why did you live with her for a couple of months?"

"I lived with her because I loved her. I slept with someone else because I knew that if I really loved her, I'd have to let her go."

"And, couldn't you just tell her to go?"

"Addison would never come to Seattle if I just "told her to". She never denies happiness when it's offered to her. "

"And you offered her happiness?"

"Yes, Derek, because I loved her more than she would ever love me back." Mark had a quick laugh. "I had the perfect plan, you know? I slept with my tennis coach's wife. He was a dumbass, he'd never come after me."

"How did you know I was in Seattle?"

"We lived in the brownstone for a while, after you left. And you got a call from Richard Webber. He was asking about you, because someone told him you had come back. And that's when I made contact, and told him about the amazing OBGYN in New York."

"So, you brought her here?"

"Yes, Derek, I'm a constant surprise. But, you were with Meredith when Addison got here."

"Yes, Meredith." Derek said her name with such disdain that Mark instantly knew things weren't going so well between them.

"She ruined the plan. If it wasn't for her, you guys would be back together right now." Before Derek could answer, Mark got a page. "Gotta go, it's a burn!" He stood up and left quickly.

Derek took a deep breath. "Life, you always surprise me."

Los Angeles

"What the hell took you so long?"

"Calm down, Naomi, I was saving lives."

"Then save lives here! Sam is so mad at you."

"I'm here right now, aren't I?" Addison threw her purse on the couch of her office. "And I'm ready to see patients."

"No, no, this is wrong."

"What's wrong? Me seeing patients? I'm a doctor, Nai, get used to it!"

"No, not that. You're way too smiley."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"You're smiling way too much. What happened in Pittsburgh?"

"Nothing, it was… an interesting case! The woman had an aneurysm and-" Naomi suddenly knew what Addison had been up to.

"Aneurysm? Addison, was there a brain surgeon out there with you?"

"Yes."

"Was that brain surgeon Derek Shepherd?"

"Yes."

"Did you sleep with Dr. Derek Shepherd?"

Addison hesitated. "Yes."

"Oh, my God, Addison! You'll never get over him like that!"

"What if I don't want to get over him, Naomi? You said it yourself, I'm smiling more! I'm happy! Isn't that something you want? For me? For yourself! "

"Addison, you and Derek are wrong together."

"I have patients." And Addison left the room.

In the main lobby, she took her chart and yelled the name of the first patient of the day.

"Elizabeth Harrison!"

A woman in her twenties, with light brown long hair, walked up to Addison. She was tall and thin and had a worried look on her face Addison never saw before. "Hello, Mrs. Harrison, how are you? I'm Dr. Montgomery."

"It's Miss Harrison, actually."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Why don't you come back, Miss Harrison?"

Addison's Office

"So, you think you're pregnant, huh?" Addison asked, while rubbing the ultra-sound scope on her flat belly.

"Yeah. And I can't be pregnant. I have no husband, no boyfriend and just got into Med School."

"Oh, awesome! Do you already know what specialty you'll wanna do?"

"I always wanted to be a brain surgeon."

"That's a great specialty!" Addison hoped she didn't seem overly excited for that. She looked at Elizabeth's abdomen. There was a distinctive dolphin tattoo on the lower part of it, almost at the groin. "That's a very nice tattoo."

"Yeah, I got it a long time ago. Don't even remember when or where. Or even what it meant. It was like I woke up and this tattoo was here. And the weirdest thing is I once saw a guy at the beach with the exact same tattoo. Weird, huh?" Addison found it weird, but, figured it must've been a drunken night. She looked back at the ultra-sound screen. The news were bad.

"I'm sorry, Elizabeth. You are definitely pregnant."

Elizabeth's eyes filled up with tears. "When can I schedule an abortion?"

"Maybe you should speak to our therapist, Dr. Turner, before making this decision."

"I can't be pregnant, Dr. Montgomery! I need to abort this baby! I'm sorry, I can't stay here anymore." Elizabeth stood up and left Addison's office without saying another word.

Five minutes later

Addison yelled the name of her next patient.

"Carly Evans!"

Suddenly, the same woman from her last appointment came in her direction.

"Elizabeth, thank God you decided to revisit the issue."

"I'm sorry?" The woman sounded confused.

"Elizabeth?"

"No, Dr. Montgomery. I'm Carly Evans, you just called my name." Addison was freaked out. Even their voices were the same.

"Do you have a twin sister, Ms. Evans?"

"No. And it's actually Mrs. Evans." Addison was confused. Were they twins separated at birth?

"What brings you here?"

"I think I'm pregnant. And I really hope I am, my husband and I have been wanting a baby for very long." Addison suddenly had a thought. This could be much worse than twins separated at birth.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Evans, and I know this may sound weird, but, do you have a tattoo on your lower abdomen?"

"Yes, I do, actually!" She lifted her shirt and revealed a distinctive dolphin tattoo. "My husband and I got it together!"

Addison was sure. The patient suffered from Multiple Personality Disorder.

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