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Prompt: Meredith hears Alexis call Kate mom.

I wrote this as if Alexis were somewhat younger, probably still in high school, but after the kidnapping. It's basically a big jumble of Alexis haha. I really like how this turned out. Kate wasn't originally supposed to be so sassy, but I love it!

Now that "Rewriting the Past" is finished, I'll be doing just one shots while I'm at school. So feel free to send in prompts.

Enjoy!

Meredith strutted out of the elevator, toting her Louis bag on her forearm. She held her nose high in the air as her heels clicked with each step. When she reached Rick's front door, she stopped to retrieve her key. Yes, he told her not to stop unannounced, but no, he never took her key back so he obviously wasn't too serious. She did what she wanted anyway.

She materialized in the doorway, stripping her coat and folding it over her arm. She was about to shout, but heard two people, females, talking in the kitchen.

"Hey mom?"

Mom? That was Alexis speaking, but who was she calling mom? Meredith took a small step into the loft, careful not to make too much noise.

"Yeah, Lex?"

Kate Beckett. That bitch was parading around this place acting like she ruled the world. News flash, Meredith was the queen. She stood silent a moment longer, listening to what would be said next.

"Would you want to run to the store with me in a little bit? I wanted to surprise dad and make dinner."

"Yeah, sure. I need to finish looking at these case files and then we can go."

"Sounds good."

Meredith nearly gagged. This was like a bad episode of Full House. Well, they were all bad, but still. She had heard enough. Instead of hiding in the shadows any longer, Meredith strode into the loft, her head held unbelievably high. "Hello? Alexis?" She stopped when she saw both women give themselves whiplash as they turned to gawk at her.

There she stood, the deep fried Twinkie, in all her glory.

"Meredith?" Kate immediately turned her head to look at Alexis before standing, her spine stiff as a board as if she were a child about to be scolded by a parent.

"Mom?" Alexis stood at the fridge, the door half open in her attempt to grab a soda, her eyes bugging from her skull. "What are you doing here?"

"I was in the neighborhood, just passing by. I thought I'd stop and say hi."

"Uhh, hi. I didn't hear you come in." Alexis moved from her spot, set the can on the counter and moved around the island to be swallowed in Meredith's overwhelming embrace.

"Well it's good to see you."

"How's school?" She jumped right into her usual questions as if it was a routine.

"Good." Alexis felt awkward. She hadn't seen her mom for six months.

Meredith finally released Alexis and turned to address Kate as well. "That's good. What are you two doing?"

Kate was stuck in her own form of shock and spit out her answer hurriedly. "Work."

"Just got done with my homework." Alexis offered.

"I see." Meredith nodded then let her presence in the room simmer. Then, Meredith flashed a huge, toothy smile at Kate, trying to mask her annoyance. "Kate, a word?"

Kate nodded. "Of course." She stood and, without Meredith seeing, turned to Alexis, a panicked look on her face. Alexis held her arms and palms out as if saying 'I don't know!', and watched as the two disappeared.

Meredith led her to a more private location where Alexis couldn't hear them. She stopped suddenly, threw her coat over the couch, and spun around, nearly running into Beckett. She pointed a finger at the detective, coming dangerously close to poking her sternum. "What the hell is my daughter doing calling you mom?"

Kate stood firm, answering honestly. "She asked me about two month ago if it would be alright if she called me that. I told her absolutely. If she felt that way, then I was fine with it. The feeling is mutual."

"Well make her stop." Meredith crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at Kate.

Beckett mimicked her, popping a hip and folding her arms. "I'm not going to do that."

Meredith traced her tongue along the inside of her bottom lip and blinked furiously. "And why not?"

"Because I am more a mother to that girl than you have ever been." Kate wasn't backing down, not on this one. Meredith gasped and swung her hand at Kate's cheek, but Kate had been anticipating it and grabbed her wrist, holding it tightly. "I don't think so."

"You have no right to hold that title." Meredith leaned dangerously close to Kate, narrowing her eyes and spitting venom with her words.

"Oh I think I do. I know more about Alexis than you ever will. I spend time with her. I talk to her. We go to lunch. Hell, we live in the same house! She only sees you three times a year, maybe!"

Meredith opened her mouth to speak, but Kate continued.

"You didn't even bother to show up when she was kidnapped and being held hostage in Paris. You know who was here, though? Me. The whole time. I'm a homicide detective, I work murder cases, but I worked that entire kidnapping case. I was there on scene, holding Rick's hand, making calls, and trying to get your daughter home. I was here, in this loft, when Alexis got back. I was there when Martha and Rick were being held hostage in a bank and Alexis was standing out front, scared out of her mind. I'm here because I love Rick and Alexis." Kate threw her arms in the air, realizing that her justification on the matter was in one ear and out the other with Meredith.

"That doesn't mean you know her." She shook her head.

Kate leaned in ever so slightly, whispering the simplest question. "What's her favorite color?"

Meredith answered quickly and confidently. "Pink."

But Kate shot back even faster. "Wrong, it's green. She told me she changed it when she was ten and she visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art. She saw The Water Lilly Pond painting and said she'd like to visit a place like that because it looked more peaceful than the city."

Meredith was truly taken aback. "How did you?"

Kate cut her off. "I told you, we're close. She needed a mother figure in her life, and I'm here for her."

Meredith gasped again, picking her coat up and draping it over her arm. "I'm going to talk to Richard about this." She started for the door, her heels now daggers as she stormed out.

"Be my guest." Kate called after her, slamming the door as she went.

She made her way back into the kitchen where Alexis was sitting at the bar, waiting for Kate. "It's not that I don't love her, I just never see her. It's weird when she's here, ya know?"

"Alexis, you don't have to justify anything to me. I understand."

"Okay." She nodded and breathed out. "Ready to go to the store, mom?"

Kate laughed and extended her arm to Alexis. "Let's go."

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