It was the middle of the night, pitch black in the trailer in the middle of the forest. There was no sound to keep her awake, nothing that should be worrying her but Alexa couldn't sleep. She was just lying on her back, staring up at the blackness and letting her mind wander in all directions. Eventually, she got out of bed and quietly walked the three feet it took to get to her father's bedroom.

"Are you sleeping?" she whispered. She heard motion coming from the bed and turned on the light to see her father sitting up and staring at her with red eyes. "I know this sounds really weird, especially from someone who was sexually...violating by someone I thought was my father but... Can you sleep in your bed?"

Derek nodded, assuring her that sleeping in a bed with a parents is normally never connected with sexual implications. It's a way to comfort yourself and put your mind at ease, knowing that you've got someone there that will protect you from it all. "Why aren't you asleep?" he asked as she covered herself with the blanket.

"I don't know." she shrugged. "I know I've live in the middle of no where all my life but I hate this trailer. I seriously hate everything about it."

Derek chuckled. "Of course you do, you are Addison's daughter. It would be against your genetic programming to enjoy living somewhere like this." he answered. "It's not forever, Alexa. It's just until I can figure out what I want. We might end up going back to New York. And since you've got your mother's taste in pretty much everything, I promise that you'll love it there."

"I want my mom." she whispered, not sure if it was even loud enough for Derek to hear her.

"What?" Derek asked in shock.

Alexa shrugged. "I don't know. I just don't want her to die." she explained. "I want her to be around so I can hate her, I wanna have fighting with her over nothing. I wanna be able to confide in her and know that she'll be there no matter what. If she dies we...we can't have that. And I wanna have that. I wanna have my mom."

It was starting to get to Addison. She would get tired a lot quicker than usual, she would almost never have energy. She would spend any spare second she had in an on-call room trying to get enough rest to go on with her day. The only difference was that tonight when she walked into the on-call room she saw her daughter lying on the bottom bunk of one of the bed and staring at her.

"Alexa." she started in shock, feeling as if she had broken her promise to her daughter with this accidental run in. "I'm exhuasted, would you mind of I took the other bed? All the other on-call rooms are taken. I promise not to talk...or even look your way."

Alexa nodded her head and watched as Addison shut the door and get onto the bed. She didn't bother covering herself with a blanket or even taking off her shoes because she knew she would be paged in ten minutes before she could even get settled in. She watched her mother curl up, seeking to find as much comfort as possible and realized she couldn't look away.

"Are you okay?" Alexa whispered through the silence.

Addison turned on her back and looked at her daughter. "Don't worry about me." she answered. "It's late, you should be asleep."

Alexa shook her head. "I wanna talk to you." she answered, causing a slight arch in Addison's brow. "That Mark guy told Dad, and Dad told me... We've both been thinking about it for a while. I'm not sure if he's spoken to you or not but he loves you. He was just too stupid to realize that. Ironic, right? A brainless brain surgeon."

"What are you talking about?"

"I know that you've got breast cancer." she told her mother. "I know that you just lost your mother to it, and I know that since she had it and you have it than I'm probably going to have it too. I looked it all up online. On a separate but related note, I love internet, that thing is amazing. Anyway, I think I know everything that there is to know just in case you wanna talk..."

"Alexa, like I said, you don't have to think about me. You don't have to worry." Addison told her softly.

"No, I do! I do have to worry. Because if you continue being stupid then you're gonna die. And if you die than I'm not gonna have a mother."

"You never had one regardless. You'll be fine." Addison reassured. "You won't even notice."

"I did too have a mother! The woman in my dream, aka you. According to that you were a great mother, according to all the stories people have told me. I want to have that again." she admitted. "I want my mom. I wanna be like every other teenage girl. I wanna fight with you over everything, and hate you for nothing. I want you to know that no matter what I'll love you because you're my mom. I want to go shopping and talk about things I can't talk to my dad about."

"Alexa..."

"Please." she continued begging. "I don't know what was wrong with me before. I don't know why just randomly decided to hate you. I wanted to rebel, I thought you would be furious with me. I thought you'd do something punish me. I didn't think you'd really listen and respect my choices. You loved me despite the fact that I was a stupid, bratty bitch. I thought I have forever to make up for everything but I don't. If you die, if you actually choose to die than I don't have forever! That's why you need to get the treatment. Does that make sense?"

"Honey, you need to stop rambling." Addison cut her off, still lying in the opposite bed. She was tired, she could actually feel the pain of exhaustion. She wasn't sure how she was still awake but she didn't want to fall asleep in the middle of this conversation. It was the first and possibly last time her daughter had the chance to tell how how she really felt.

"No." she exclaimed, sitting up with her legs hanging off the side of the bed. "You need to get the treatment. You need to. It's not a choice. I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. You need to get treatment. You need to live. You need to fight for me. I need you."

Addison had no response. The only thing Alexa heard was a gasp for air and she shot up to her feet and literally jumped to her mother's side.

"Mom?" she exclaimed,using the word for the first time in the duration of her life as she watched Addison struggle to remain stable long enough for her to get help. "Breathe! You're not breathing! You went to medical school, you're suppose to remember to breathe!" she yelled in panic, having absolutely no idea what else she could do.

"Alexa..." she gasped, trying to get as much air into her lungs as possible. "I love..." Alexa cut in before she could finish.

"You love me, I know! Shut up, stop making it sound like you're dying! You're not. Stop trying to talk and start breathing." She looked down at her mother, watching as her eyes shut and she stopped gasping for air. Her heart started beating faster at that very second. "...This isn't exactly how this conversation was suppose to end." she mumbled to herself.

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