#addizona

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@arizonassupermagicsmile continued from (x)

“I know, I know how you feel about kids, but, I- I want a baby.”

[sxtanshepherd]

You Were Always A Natural

Addison sat in the NICU watching the baby that she’d delivered that morning. She lost her mother and now the father wasn’t sure he was keeping the baby; considering the surgeries it would need further down the line. The baby was still breathing though and had already gone through a heart surgery, there would be others to follow over the next few days but already Addison could tell she was strong. 

She didn’t know how a parent could look at their child and decide to give them up, but that was her line of work. Addison saw indecisive parents everyday. 

So, she sat in the NICU and tried her best to give something to those babies that their parents weren’t willing to or just couldn’t give. Addison’s finger stroked the baby’s fingers and cheek gently and wished that she could make her dad see how incredible she would be. If only he would actually look at her. 

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[sxtanshepherd]

Addison’s been called in for a case and Arizona can’t wait to be able to work with her again and see her again.

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[sxtanshepherd]

💔

remember love, you asked for this angst fest

Our muses at a mutual loved one’s funeral. (I’m altering to an anniversary of Tim’s death.)

Addison’s heart hurt. She wasn’t sure that she had ever felt something so painful in her life. Sure, she’d almost lost Archer, but knowing that Tim was gone? Knowing that there wasn’t anything they could do because he’d been gone for a long time and she hadn’t even known for quite a while. It had already been years and Arizona had been going through this alone. Addison wiped at the tears that threatened to spill over, she couldn’t do that. Not yet. Not before the ceremony had even started.

[sxtanshepherd]

@arizonassupermagicsmile

because apparently I don’t think this exists enough 

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“Hey Babe, who’s this?” (I MUST!)

Addison was waiting at the bar after a long shift. Joe’s was usually filled by her fellow surgeons but tonight she was clearly unlucky. The guy would not leave her alone. Hearing Arizona, she breathed a sigh in relief and turned to her. “No one of importance, how was your shift?”

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Addie Doesn’t Pray

Fast. It had all been moving so fast since that morning. He had been fine, and then Archer was suddenly seizing. Addison did the only thing that she could do, medevac him to Seattle Grace; ask Derek to do anything he could to save her brother. 

She sat and argued with her ex-husband for hours, begging him to at least try to do something, because Archer maybe an ass, but he was her big brother. She needed him. Addison had heard the whispers about her presence, seen the residents and interns running around and did her best to ignore them all. Her brother was dying. 

Which was how she’d found herself sitting in the quiet chapel. Addison sat there silently, not even knowing what to do. Her family only went to church on Christmas and Easter and even then, it was only to make the appearance of the busy “family” taking time out of their lives to “be together.” She didn’t have to turn around to know that there was a crowd of people who she considered to be friends hovering in the doorway. They all knew that she didn’t really believe in this stuff; that didn’t stop her from calling them out on it.

Addison sat quietly as she was joined by Callie for a brief moment before once again finding herself alone in the chapel. Trying to pray. Or for someone. Anyone. To hear her plea. Save her brother. 

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(I HAVE TO!) "Can I kiss you?"

Addison bit her lip, this shouldn’t be as awkward as it was. They were adults. Adults with history. And standing in the middle of the attending’s lounge; anyone could walk in, but Addison didn’t think she cared. “You’re actually asking? The Arizona I know would have just done it already.”