Addison was in the middle of scrubbing out when she heard it.

“Teenager. Female. Lacerations. BP dropping fast—get her into Trauma 2!”

She didn’t think much of it—until she caught the name on the chart. Your name.

Her heart stopped. For a second, the room spun. Then she was moving—ripping off her gown, shoving through the double doors, ignoring the residents trying to brief her. All she could see was you on the gurney, pale, half-conscious, your breathing shallow. Tubes, wires, nurses pressing gauze against your arm, blood soaking through.

“Move,” Addison barked, her voice sharper than a blade. The team parted instantly. She pressed her hands against your wound, her training kicking in even as her vision blurred with tears.

“Sweetheart? Can you hear me?” Her voice cracked, but she kept working, barking orders—“Get me two large-bore IVs! Push fluids! Check tox screen!”—her tone a perfect balance of mother and surgeon.

Your eyes flickered open for a second, glassy and unfocused. “Mom?” you whispered, barely audible.

Addison swallowed hard, leaning close so you could hear her over the chaos. “I’m right here. Stay with me. Just stay with me, baby.”

The monitor beeped wildly. Your blood pressure dipped lower. A nurse called out, “We’re losing her!”

Addison’s hands pressed harder, her voice rising. “No. No, you are not leaving me. Not like this.” She glanced at the resident frozen in place. “Epinephrine. Now!”

They moved fast, but not fast enough for her. For the first time in her career, Addison Montgomery’s hands shook—but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t.

Finally—finally—the monitor steadied. Weak, but steady. You were still with her. Addison let out a shuddering breath, her forehead pressing briefly against your hand before she forced herself upright again.

“Stabilize her and get her upstairs,” she ordered, her voice steel through the tears in her eyes.

And when they wheeled you toward the ICU, Addison walked beside the gurney, one hand wrapped around yours, whispering over and over like a prayer:

“I’ve got you. I’m not letting go.”