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A/N: I'm hoping for more reviews! Thanks for who's reviewed, in this chapter a bit more about Angeline.

Chapter 2: Biscuits with honey

POV's Mark


"Time can't erase everything, Addison."

"I can't deal with this.. With you.. With.. With her," Addison stutters and she runs out of the door.

"Her name is Angeline!" I yell behind her, but I decide to let her go. For now, anyway.

I walk out of room 4120, and walk straight ahead the locker room.

I open the door and smile when I see Angeline with Meredith.

"Hey."

"Hey," Meredith replies.

"Thanks for watching her for a while.. I had to take care of some stuff," I say, as I sit down.

"No problem, she's been real sweet.."

"Daddy," Angeline cheers and climbs on my lap.

"Hey, my little angel.. What's going on?"

"Tired.."

Angeline yawns, and I smile.

"Okay, we'll be heading to the hotel soon, honey," I say and give her a hug.

"So," Meredith says, with a smile. "How did you.."

She looks at Angeline.

"She's-" I hesitate. "..A long story."

I get up and hold Angeline in my arms.

"Maybe we should talk sometimes, catch up a little," I say, with a smile.

"We should," she replies.

"Bye, Meredith," I say and walk towards the door.

"See you, Mark."

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"Daddy, wake up! Wake up! Daddy!"

I groan.

I lift my head from my pillow and open my eyes.

White sheets. Different pillow. Weird painting.

Oh yeah. I'm in a hotel room, in Seattle.

"What's up, kiddo?" I ask, lifting Angeline over my head.

"I'm hungry! Let's have some breakfast!"

I put her down besides me and get up.

"In a minute, angel of mine."

I grab for my pants and a sweater and some shaving foam.

"You think they have those sweet biscuits with honey?"

I smile. Every time we went to a hotel, mostly because I had to perform surgery somewhere far away, she wanted biscuits with honey.

"I guess.. We'll check it out in 10 minutes, okay? Why won't you dress, and I take a shower?"

She nods and smiles at me.

"Yes daddy."

I take a shower, shave myself and 20 minutes later my little angel is eating biscuits with honey.

Then my cell goes off.

I look at the screen and I'm surprised.

"Just a moment, sweetheart," I say to Angeline and pick up the phone.

"Addie?"

"Yeah. I figured.. You wouldn't leave me alone until we talked."

"You figured right," I say and smile at Angeline, who has honey al over her face.

"So.. You able to talk?"

"I'm not doing this over the phone, you know."

"Why not Mark! I have less to say to you. I don't want anything to do with you, nor Angeline!"

I take a napkin and wipe some honey of her face.

"I know if you're smart enough to figure I won't leave until you talked to me, you're smart enough to know I'm not leaving until you saw her.. And talked to her.."

I hear Addison sigh and I touch the nose of Angeline, who giggles.

"She has the right to know you, Addison," I say.

"I handled fine without a mom."

"I'm sure, you have. But what about her?"

There's a silence and Angeline drinks up her milk.

"And you know, Addie, this isn't about her, this is about you. You're living a lie, Addison. You've been running away from us for the past five years. And I'm not going to let you, anymore. You have to face the truth, Addison. You have to face you daughter."

"I can't," I hear a broken, confused, and scared Addison say and she hangs up the phone.

I put my cell away and Angeline looks at me in her innocent, peaceful way.

"Let's have some fun, today," I say and I pick her up.

"I love you, daddy," Angeline replies as we walk out of the restaurant.

I'll hope this chapter shows how denial and scared Addison is, and the relationship between Angeline and her father. I know it's a short chap. Next time a longer one, I promise. Review, please! Thanks for reading.