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ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴏɴᴇ ~ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ
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❛𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵
𝘚𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯
𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨?
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦
𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴
𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦?
𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨?❜

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Anastasia Sloan.

Baby Sloan.

Or as her parents called her the mistake.

Anastasia Sloan was an accident that wasn't supposed to happen. It was a broken condom and a drunken night.

And by the time her mother realized she was pregnant it was too late and people already knew. It would hurt her image if she did anything.

If it wasn't for her big brother truly didn't know what would have happened to her.

Her parents were truly forgetful that they had another child or any children at her. Mark was the one who remembered to pick her up from school or dance practice.

And if he could the Shepherd's would.

The Shepherd's are the Sloan children's actual family. They spent more time at their house than their own.

Mark was best friends with Derek while Anastasia was best friends with Amelia.

The two were joined at the hip almost their entire childhood.

But one party changed everything.

Anastasia was supposed to go with her but a last-minute change of plans due to her parents she couldn't.

Truly Anastasia didn't know which choice she would have made that day.

Go to the party where her best friend no sister became a drug addict at.

Or go to an event riding in the car with her Mom that crashed that night killing her.

She wished neither was the option.

After that night everything changed for the Sloan siblings. There Dad became a shell not knowing the day or the week or even if his kids were home. Not like he ever knew to begin with.

Mark was in college so it was just Anastasia and she lied. And lied to him repeatedly.

Saying she was staying at the Shepherd's but she couldn't look at the woman who practically raised her and not tell her what her daughter was up to.

Instead, Anastasia threw herself in her school work trying to get out of her own head.

She hardly ate.

Hardly drink anything.

Stopped living altogether.

It wasn't until Mark returned that Summer that realized something was truly wrong looking at his baby sister.

She was a bright star with a smile always on her face and pink cheeks.

This girl in front of him wasn't that at all.

She was numb, pale, and looked lifeless. As if a blow of the wind would make her crash down. Either in tears or into nothing.

With that Mark made a decision.

He made Anastasia come with him to college. He had an apartment with Derek. The two live together and a high school not too far away.

For the next few years, Mark had Anastasia in therapy trying to help with her mental health.

But being a doctor he wasn't home as much as he wished he was and Ana was already in college.

She was studying to be a surgeon she loved everything about it. The thrill. The blood. The adrenaline rush. But most of all Ana wanted to help people. She wanted to make someone's life a little bit better somehow or another.

And as Mark opened his practice with Addison and Derek Anastasia was finishing her medical school in Boston.

Where she met a boy who became her best friend. The two understood having a crappy Dad's and large expectations.

Jackson Avery was Anastasia's other half.

Mark truly was worried it was romantic but truthful the two were basically siblings. They loved each other as if they two siblings were.

With the last piece of medical school almost over Anastasia was finishing exams losing herself in studying.

But maybe if she wasn't she would have realized that her brother called her less.

Derek didn't call at all.

And Addison wouldn't stop calling her.

It wasn't until her first day at Seattle Grace that Anastasia found out the truth.

All the lies that were told to her.

But that's just the beginning of her story.

Working at Seattle Grace Hospital means trauma is always already the corner.

But so is love.

Heartbreak.

Friendship.

And family you missed and new family you needed.

────── 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑
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