Author's Note: I'm so sorry. This is the last chapter, I just couldn't bring it up to write more forGrey's Anatomy. I will definitely finish So This Is Life Now, sometime. I hope you like the last chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy, but Angeline is mine.

POV's Addison.

Chapter 6: Running

I turn left into a on call room, and sit down on a bed, getting my hands trough my hair.

A few seconds later the door opens, and Mark's standing there, with still Angeline in his arms.

"You remember the picture I've given you, of your Mommy?"

She nods and looks at me with an investigating gaze.

"It's her," she whispers with a voice full of dismay.

Another tear rolls down my cheek and I quickly weep it away.

Her investigating look turns into curiosity.

"Why are you crying?"

I slowly breath out all of my air, and I can't get my eyes off her.

"You're just.." I quickly glance at Mark, who nods encouraging, but looks also a little afraid, ".. so beautiful."

Angeline gives me a little smile.

"I look like you.."

For the first time I smile, maybe I even laugh a little.

She stretches out her hand.

"Hi, I'm Angeline," she says softly.

"I knew that," I whisper. But then I feel Mark looking, and I look him in the eye. He gives me this look, I..

"I'm.. I'm.." I breath out again. "I'm your mom," I say. I look at her expression. Still friendly, but I would swear her eyes widened just a little. "But you can call me Addison, if you want to.." I take her hand, and she shakes it.

"Nice to meet you.. Addison," she says and gives me another smile. Small, but it's there. I decide to return it. Then I see this sparkle in her eyes, it's indescribable.

Then my pager goes off, and I give a quick glance at it. 911.

"I.. I have to go," I say and stand up.

"I'm sorry," I softly say, and look at Mark. His eyes are focused on the ground.

When I'm at the doorway, I turn around, and Angeline looks at me. I lift my hand to wave, but when it's up, my fingers crawl back together into a fist, and I'm not sure what to do.

"Bye," I whisper to her, and turn around to walk out of the door.

"Bye," I hear her reply, as I close the door.

gogogogogogogogo

"You're late.. Long surgery?" Derek asked when I came into the trailer, late in the evening.

"Yes," I sighed. I didn't tell him I stayed two hours in the hospital, just thinking.

"You're all wet.." Derek noticed.

"Yes," I said. "I walked." I didn't tell him I ran a few miles, just avoiding to go home.

"Seriously?" He stared at my navy-blue scrubs.

"Seriously," I sighed again and threw my bag with normal clothes on our bed.

"I'm going to take a shower," I said quietly.

"Addison."

I stopped walking in the doorway. "Yes?"

"What's going on?"

I couldn't tell him, just couldn't. "Nothing," I say and walk out of the door.

gogogogogogogogogo

The next morning I was out of bed soon. It was raining outside, and Derek still was sleeping.

I put on my jogging pants, and wrote a quick letter for Derek.

I'm out running. Don't worry about me. See you tonight. –Addi

I got my keys and cell, put them into my pocket and left.

Running was relieving, I didn't have to think about anything, I didn't have to feel anything.

30 minutes later I'm resting on a park bench, staring at my phone. Should I contact Mark and talk with him? Should I make a difference? I decide I should. Quickly I send him a message.

Mark. I'm at Cowen's Park. I would like to talk.. for real. Please come.. -Addi

I read it over and put –son at the end. I'm not that close to him.. anymore. I send the message, and 3 minutes later my phone vibrates. I open the message.

I'll be there in 10. –Mark

For ten minutes long I'm sweating, not sure what causing it. Maybe it's still from the running, maybe I'm just being nervous. I don't know.

"Addi," a strange familiar voice says, only a few feet away. I jump a little and look around. Of course, it's Mark. "Are you ready to make this work?"

I quietly breathe in, and a few seconds later out.

"Yes. Yes, I am. Definitely."

So she's gonna try. Happy? I hope so. Please leave me a review, and check out my latest stories for Bones. They're a bit better. At least, I think so.