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February 2012

"And it was amazing Addie, it was the first time I think he ever saw me as an actual doctor, not his little sister with a drug problem." Amelia is pacing around her office recounting her recent journey to Seattle.

Addison smiles, "I'm glad it worked out, not just for Mason and Erica, but for you and Derek. Did you get the pleasure of seeing the trailer or did you stay with him and Meredith?"

"I went to Meredith's," Amelia is quite and begins to avoid eye contact.

"Amelia," Addison smirks. "We've been divorced for three years; I know he's with Meredith, its ok."

Amelia smiles backs and nods her head, "Have you talked to Derek recently?"

"He called to check up on you when you were in rehab, but beside that not really…"

"So he hasn't talked to you about his… umm personal life?"

Addison raises her brows, "Amelia, what is this about?"

"Umm, Derek and Meredith adopted this baby, she was a patient from Africa and… Addie I can't believe he didn't tell you, I mean he didn't tell me until I was physically in Seattle but I thought… I thought he would at least talk to you about it."

Addison shakes her head and stares out her office window, "He didn't tell me, but wow… good for them, he's happy?" Amelia nods her head and Addison smiles quickly standing up and collecting her bag. "I have a patient."

"Addie."

"I'm fine Amelia, its ok."

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"Addison, you don't usually come on Wednesdays. Is something the matter?" Her therapist is staring at her intently, not even bothering to make notes on her.

Addison's eye shift around the room as she runs her fingers through her uncharacteristically messy hair. "Allison."

"Your daughter?" The therapist raises his glasses and crosses his right leg over his left. "Do you want to talk about her today?"

"Yes," Addison fumbles with her hands in her lap. "I mean no, but…" She forces herself to stop fumbling and sighs, "my ex-husband adopted another daughter with his new wife, she, the baby, was a patient of his."

"Like Allison."

Addison nods, "His sister told me a few days ago, Amelia, she lives with me and I told her I was happy for him and that it doesn't bother me. And it doesn't, I mean I loved him and want him to be happy."

"But?"

Addison looks around the room gather her thoughts. "I don't snoop, I mean the one time in my life I did I found panties in my husband's pocket that weren't mine. So I don't snoop, but last night I went on Facebook."

"Facebook?" Her therapist raises his eyebrows clearly not knowing where she is going or why a world class surgeon would even have Facebook.

"Derek, has Facebook to communicate with his nieces and nephews, you know wish them a happy birthday."

"Ok."

"Well I went on and started to look through his picture, I mean I don't know why… I just… I don't know." She sighs, "I shouldn't snoop."

"What did you find?"

"Pictures."

"Of his daughter?"

She nods, "The first one I saw was taken recently, Amelia is in it and he posted it to show his mom. And I was happy for them, I really was. He has this beautiful little girl, so I kept looking."

"Ok," for the first time he scribbles something down on a notepad.

"There were I few from Christmas and what I assume to be a birthday. Then some from the summer and then some from last winter. Some of the ones from the winter were in the hospital, but most were at their house."

"And the ones from the winter at their house bothered you?"

"They shouldn't bother me, it's been three years."

"But they did." He is making a statement not asking and she can do nothing but agree.

"Yeah, I was…I don't know, it just bothered me"

"Why is that? You know why it bothered you Addison."

"I realized that she, her name is Zola, has been with them for over a year."

"Why does that bother you, are you angry that in the past year no one bothered to tell you about her?"

Addison shakes her head, if she knows anything at the moment it is that she doesn't mind that no one told her. This isn't about Derek and herself. "No, I'm not angry at him."

"So why did the picture bother you?"

Addison rubs her temples and focuses on the box of tissue on the table in front of her. "When I first started looking at the pictures, I was happy for him. I saw this beautiful baby girl, with big dark eyes and pink tails. They had her dressed in these bright little matching tops and bottoms and there were some of her sipping from a sippy cup. But after a while, I was looking at the pictures but I wasn't seeing her."

"You weren't seeing Zola?"

Addison nods, "Maybe I was seeing her, but I was seeing their differences."

"Zola's and Allison's?"

"Yeah, I mean Ally had these big green eyes and she refused to wear pink tails because they hurt her head. She claimed she was too old for a sippy cup, even when she started to lose the use of her hands and she made a mess if she didn't use one. And we could never get her out of a dress or tutu."

"So when you saw picture of Zola, it bothered you because you were brought back to a time when you had Allison."

"No that didn't bother me, it was just that…"

"Addison?"

"When I saw the picture from last winter I realized another difference between them."

"Which was?" He's pretty sure he knows what she is going to say, but he knows she needs to say it out loud.

"Zola has been with them for over a year, I never got that long."