A/N: Okay guys, here's what Sparkle's been building up to!!! Hope you love it!!! Sparkle tried to write it the best she could...:D Oh, and there's one more chapter after this one before Sparkle starts the sequel!!! And who saw the GA cast on Oprah today? squeal

Disclaimer: Don't own the GA characters or anything like that. As if you didn't already know.

The interns were watching from an upstairs window.

"Bailey's going to have us for breakfast," muttered Christina.

"I can't believe we've been going around in a group like this. It's sad," commented Alex with mock dismay.

"High school flashback…ew," said Meredith.

"Look!" cried Izzie. "She's done it! She's running out of the car!"

All five interns crowded the window, trying to see what would happen next.

Lydia immediately parked the car and got out. She ran after her daughter, who was running through the hospital doors.

"Brianna! Brianna! Wait!!! Brianna!"

"She went after her," Christina said. "Someone page McWife, please?"

"Already did it," said Alex.

"Oh, and page Derek too," said Meredith. "He said something about wanting to meet his mystery niece."

"Got it," said Alex again.

"You were talking? When was this?" demanded Christina.

"Okay…guys? We have two choices. We can either stay here and argue or we can save the arguing for later and go watch the awesome scene playing in the lobby," said Izzie.

All five interns looked at each other and made a dash for the stairs.

"Brianna, SLOW DOWN!" shrieked Lydia, still running after her in the hospital. Her shriek rose above the general buzz, which seemed to quiet a little after she entered.

Finally the girl turned around. "What?"

"Don't 'What' me, missy! We need to talk about this. Now."

"Oh, now you want to talk? You never thought it would be important to tell me something like this? She carried me around for nine months!"

"It's complicated!"

"And time after time I've asked you for an explanation. You don't give me one! I have to find out from her husband…well, I guess he's my uncle now - a complete stranger - that we're related!"

The noise in the room had almost completely stopped as people were looking at them but pretending not to be.

"You don't know the whole story."

"Whose fault was that? I've been asking and you close yourself off. What was I supposed to do?"

They were suddenly interrupted by Addison herself. "Hey Brianna…what's going…" She trailed off when she saw her sister.

"Bitch!" yell-whispered Lydia. She started toward her. "You always had to ruin everything, didn't you? It wasn't enough to do it once, right? You have to screw with my kid's mind?"

"Mom, stop it!" cried Brianna. "I asked her. I was the one who wanted to know. I…I stole some papers from your study," she admitted in a small voice.

"I don't believe you."

"It was me! It was all me. I confronted her and she explained it to me. What's wrong with that?"

Lydia's face was contorted and angry.

"Are you going to run away?" asked Addison suddenly yet quietly. "You can't run away from this one. You can't run away from your daughter. She needs to know. I need to know."

"Don't play stupid, Addi. What do I know that you don't?"

A general shift in everyone's movement could be heard. Everyone had just scooted closer to hear what would come next.

"Can we go somewhere else?" asked Brianna. "I don't want you to be the subject of even more hospital gossip."

"Forget hospital. This is transcontinental gossip. I wouldn't be surprised if they already don't know about this in New York," muttered Addison. "Let's go…over here…" she said aloud.

She walked toward the actual hospital and made sure her heels hit the ground with a very authoritative sound. She didn't look back to see if Lydia was following her, but Brianna did.

"Mom," she said. "Please."

Lydia sighed and followed her daughter and sister into the hospital general hallway.

"They're moving," announced Izzie. "Let's move, people."

"Hey, guys," George said suddenly. "Where's our other two?"

"Two what?" asked Christina, a little irritated.

"Our siblings," George said. "Wow, that feels weird…it's like they're family."

"If I know Ivy and Scott, they'll definitely be here," said Meredith. "They aren't stupid. They remind me of us."

"Careful, Meredith," warned Alex. "You're beginning to sound old."

"Shut up and hide behind the stretcher," said Meredith.

Christina took out a chart and began casually flipping it.

"Where did you get one of those?" asked George, envious. "You actually look like you're doing something!"

"I win, you lose," said Christina with a grin. "I'm always prepared."

"Look!" exclaimed Meredith, pointing to the cluster of two redheads and the fake-blonde.

Addison turned around expectantly as did Brianna. Lydia looked pained.

"Lydi, how could you think I would do something like that to you?" asked Addison.

"I don't know. You never really know," Lydia said, but her face was softer now.

"Don't you remember the night you left?"

Lydia laughed a little. "That vision of you climbing down the side of the house will be branded in my brain forever."

"Lydia, all your secrets were safe with me. After all that, how could you possibly think I could suddenly just betray you? Don't you remember what you said on that night?"

"You took your babysitting money and gave it to me," Lydia mused. "You were ready to help me get away, even though you didn't know if you'd ever see me again."

"You were wearing that horrible goth costume."

"You were in your school uniform with a retainer," replied Lydia, laughing. "I wouldn't talk. I said you'd always be my little sister."

Pent-up pain of fifteen years was now apparent on Addison's face. Brianna had backed up and leaned against the edge of the table. She felt a little awkward. I mean, what did you do in situations like this?

"What happened?" asked Addison.

Lydia's face was very sad. "I had always looked up to you. You were Mom and Dad's little girl. I would have given anything to have what you had. They loved you. You were the smart one. You were the successful one. Look at you now…you're beautiful…and number one in the country, right? And you're married to a great guy." She shrugged. "I got jealous."

"How can you be jealous of me? Look at what you have. You have a child, who you have raised to be wonderful. You had the guts to break away from our family. Meanwhile, I hung on to every word. The only reason why I'm like this is because I used to always ask myself, 'What would Lydia do? How would she act?' and all of a sudden I'm this professional…person. And my marriage is so far from perfect. You know that."

"There was one more reason."

An intern walked by Christina and handed her five dollars.

"Right over there," Christina pointed. The bracelet's on the floor somewhere."

"Are you selling TICKETS to this?" asked Meredith.

"You know me better than that," said Christina. "I'm selling smart. With a purpose. There are various distractions set up around the room. See that guy? I put that chart there for him so it looks like he's doing something. And that girl's pretending to look for a bracelet."

"Hey, that was my idea!" protested George.

"Five percent profit."

"Done."

"Wait, if he gets in, I want in," said Alex.

"Me too," said Izzie.

They looked at Meredith expectantly.

She sighed. "Fine. Cut me in. I AM your person, remember? Now shut up…there's something else."

"Here comes the skeleton," said Alex. "I knew there had to be one."

"What was it?" asked Addison.

"Paul wasn't my husband. Well, he is now, thank God, but we weren't married when you met him."

Addison watched her intently and waited for her to finish.

"I was with Mark, Addi. He left me for you."

"But that was fifteen years ago! We never…"

"I know, sweetie. But he left me anyway. That was why I was so upset. When Mom and Dad found out, that gave me a reason to disown you." She started to cry. "I wish I never did. You know I'd take it all back, right?"

Addison stared at her sorrowfully. She was trying to process.

"Mark…was with you…is he Brianna's father?"

"No," she said. "It's complicated."

Addison reached up and ran her hands backward through her hair."Please…please stop saying that because you'll have to explain anyway."

"Paul is Brianna's father. He wanted to help me and it turned out that we actually loved each other. Happy ending, I guess, for us. I thought I loved Mark, but I didn't."

A funny look crossed Addison's face, but it was gone so soon that only Brianna had noticed it. Addison nodded slowly. "It's okay."

Lydia was half-crying. "Would you forgive me? I'm so sorry. I felt so horrible."

Addison smiled. "Of course. How could I not forgive my big sister?"

And they hugged right there in the middle of the hallway.

"Are you CRYING?" hissed Christina to Izzie.

"No," Izzie said, wiping her eyes furiously. "It's just that…well, I love seeing stuff like this."

"Remind me never to see a chick flick with you."

"I get it," said Meredith. "Families are so screwed up…ours anyway. It's nice to see a happy ending every once in a while."

Brianna looked over at the interns and rolled her eyes at Christina, who was counting the money. "Thank you," she mouthed.

"You're welcome," everyone else mouthed back. Their smiles didn't last for long, though. Bailey was standing at the end.

"Breakfast," said Christina as they hurried away.

Bailey, who had been watching the whole exchange between the three and the interns just smiled (and made sure no one saw her) and walked away. After all, it wasn't everyday families were reunited. And a little happy was good.

Isn't happiness good? Please review! Sparkle loves you!!!