Bea marched in Seattle Grace confidently, sashaying. Mal was standing next to her, their paces matched. Though on had black hair and one red, they looked just alike.

The got on the elevator, pressing the 3rd floor button. They had never been here before but, the nurse they asked said that they were looking for the 3rd floor.

When the elevator stopped and opened, the sisters glanced at each other before Bea marched to the left, and Mal to the right.

Bea was looking for her father, Derek Shepherd. She marched up to the nurse's station.

"I need Dr. Shepherd, neuro, stat. Page him 911." Bea said, showing the nurse her medical license.

"Right away, Doctor." The nurse said. The nurse scurried off going to page him.

"Hey, who's the hot chick?" Bea heard someone say. She turned around furiously and was met with the eyes of an intern.

"'The chick' is the new attending so straighten up!" Bea barked. She wasn't an attending here but, it felt good to say it.

The group of interns immediately straightened up. A Korean one. A blonde model. A mamma's boy. An ass. And a scrawny girl.

"Names. Now." Bea demanded. Might as well have some fun with it, right?

She listened as they said their names. Alex. Christina. Izzie. George. Meredith.

She froze. Meredith, her father's girlfriend.

"I'm Dr. Bea Shepherd. Pediatrics." She said. She watched the intern's reactions with glee.

"Shepherd? How many wives does he have!?" George blurted angrily. So, maybe he wasn't a mamma's boy.

"Wife? No, that's my mother, Addison. My father, Derek has a wife and an adulterous bitch." Bea's gaze zeroed on Meredith, who shrunk back.

"Beatrice?" Bea heard a voice say. She spun around and say exactly who she was looking for.

Mal found the OBGYN part of the hospital. Now to find her mother.

She wondered the halls, noting how great this hospital was, when she bumped into someone. A short someone.

"Who are you?" The short African-American woman said, looking up at her.

"Dr. Mal Shepherd, pleased to meet you." Mal held out her hand. The short woman shook it, confused.

"I'm Dr. Miranda Bailey. Shepherd? As in, Derek and Addison?" Miranda said, looking up in confusion.

"Yes! Do you know where I can find my mother? Addison?" Mal asked. She was a lot sweeter than her sister, for sure.

"M-mother? B-but,-" Miranda was cut off.

"Maloney?" Mal heard the familiar voice and turned, smiling.