This story picks up after Private Practice's Season 5 finale. This is a very different type of story for me; usually, I just focus on one couple, but I thought it might be fun to weave three different couples into the same story and give them equal attention. I hope you like this story, and I'd love to hear what you think. Thanks for reading!

Making Memories of Us

And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you;
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us.

"You really didn't have to do this," Amelia said, taking a sip of her cappuccino. "You know, take me out for coffee."

Jake smiled. "We've already been over this, Amelia; I'm here for you today. I mean, I'm here for you whenever you need me…but especially today."

Amelia sighed. "You know, I always thought that Father's Day was the cruelest day of the year, but it's not. Mother's Day is…no question." Amelia looked up from her coffee and met Jake's eyes. "My father died when I was five…so I've always hated Father's Day. But, today, Mother's Day…this is unbearable."

Jake nodded in understanding. "I hate Mother's Day too."

"Do you have a bad relationship with you mom?" Amelia asked, grateful to redirect the conversation away from her and the pain that she was feeling.

Jake shook his head. "My mom and I had a great relationship. She died when I was eighteen. But Mother's Day always makes me think about Lily."

"Your ex-wife?"

"Yeah," Jake nodded. "She wasn't always the best mother to Angela, but still…Mother's Day makes me think about her. So," Jake smiled, desperate to change the topic, "what do you want to do after this?"

"Honestly?" Amelia asked.


Amelia gave Jake a pointed look. "I want you to go see Addison."

Jake shook his head. "That's probably not the best idea."


Jake sighed. "This is her first Mother's Day. It should be about her and Henry. Plus, we're not exactly on the best of terms right now."

"You do realize that Addison said no to Sam when he asked her to marry him, right?"

"I know," Jake muttered. "It's just…I thought things were over between them."

"Things are over between them," Amelia insisted. "Look, I love Addison, but things between her and Sam were over long before you even stepped into the picture."

"I don't know," Jake disagreed.

"Trust me. I lived with her. She and Sam may have been together when you first started working at the practice, but it wasn't a good relationship. It wasn't a good relationship for the majority of the time that they were dating. Like I said, I love Addie, but sometimes she doesn't know when to let go of something. And, sometimes, it's a good thing. She wanted a baby, and she moved mountains to get a baby…and she got one. But, sometimes, it's a bad thing…you know, she ends up fighting to save a patient who never had a chance in the first place, or she ends up staying in a relationship that should have ended a long time ago."

Jake sighed. "I-"

"Look, I know you don't believe me," Amelia interrupted. "But at least consider dropping by and seeing her today. You don't have to stay long. Just do it as a favor to me."

Jake smiled and shook his head in amusement. "I'll stop by under one condition."

"Okay," Amelia said hesitantly.

"You need to call Sheldon."

"But I-"

"Amelia, you're phone has been vibrating non-stop since I picked you up. Now, I haven't asked because I don't want to pry, but I'd be willing to bet that the vast majority of those phone calls that you've been ignoring today are from Sheldon."

Amelia sighed. "I just, he's gonna want to do something…you know, to make me feel better. And I don't know if I'm up for doing anything more than coffee for a while. I'm not ready to feel better."

Jake smiled. "That's why I told you to call him. I never said anything about doing anything or feeling better. Please just call him."

"Only if you go and see Addie."

"Okay," Jake grinned. "It's a deal."


"Morning, Coop," Charlotte smiled, as Cooper entered the kitchen, still in his pajamas, his hair slightly tousled.

"Hey, good morning," Cooper grinned, giving Charlotte a quick kiss on the lips before pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Is Mason still asleep?" Charlotte asked.

"Yeah," Cooper sighed, as he sat down at the kitchen table.

"Hey, you okay?" Charlotte asked in concern.

"I, it's just, today's Mason's first Mother's Day without his mom, and I…I don't know what to do for him."

Charlotte nodded in understanding. "You know, I was worried about that too," she confessed.

"You don't look particularly worried," Cooper commented.

"Well, I spoke to Jake about it, yesterday. I figured that since he's been through something similar, he might be able to offer us some advice."

"What'd he say?" Cooper asked.

Charlotte sighed. "That today is gonna hurt like hell…no matter how you slice it."

Cooper nodded. "I figured as much. So, what are we supposed to do?"

"Jake said to follow Mason's lead. That's what he did with Angela. He let her choose how they spent Mother's Day and how they remembered her mom. Some years, they looked at old pictures of her together. Other years, they'd go to the cemetery. Now-a-days, the two of them just go for a meal together and talk about her."

"So, just follow Mason's lead?" Cooper asked hesitantly.


"You're an amazing mom, you know that?"

Charlotte smiled at him appreciatively.

"No, I mean it. Mason's lucky to have you. I'm lucky to have you. I uh, I hope it's okay, but I wanted to you get something."

"Coop, why?"

"Because it's Mother's Day, and you're an incredible mother. Here," he said, handing her a small box, wrapped in shiny, silver paper. "Happy Mother's Day, Charlotte."

"Cooper," Charlotte gasped as she unwrapped a pair of elegant, white gold knot earrings. "You really didn't need to do this." She met his eyes and gave him a soft smile. "But thank you."

Cooper smiled, before kissing her deeply. "No. Thank you."


"Okay, what's your secret?" Sheldon asked.

Jake looked at him in surprise. "Excuse me?"

"I said what's your secret?" Sheldon repeated. "Amelia…she won't talk to me…not the way she talks to you, at least."

"Well, you did kind of abandon her when she needed you most," Jake pointed out.

"Oh, will you just let that go already?" Sheldon sighed in frustration. "Okay, yes, I wish I would have been there for her, but it's not like I abandoned her on purpose. What I did was not completely unforgivable."

"I think it's pretty unforgivable," Jake shot back. "I mean, how do just let someone that you supposedly care about go through such a devastating and emotional process alone?"

"I didn't know what was going on," Sheldon defended.

"And then, once everything works out, you have the nerve to propose…you know, even though you were completely unsupportive…even actively unhelpful… when things were rough and when she really needed you," Jake muttered to himself. "Because, apparently, that's what we're all looking for in life, right? A selfish spouse, who'll be there for you when it suits his needs and when times are good, but who completely shuts down when things get tough, when things get real…you know, when life happens."

"What?" Sheldon asked in confusion. "I didn't…who are we talking about?"

Jake looked at Sheldon in surprise. "What?"

"We're not talking about me and Amelia, are we? You're projecting your problems with Addison onto me and Amelia, aren't you?"

"Don't shrink me, Sheldon."

"I'm a shrink; it's what I do," Sheldon smirked. "Plus, you people are all completely incapable of talking about anyone besides yourselves, so I end up doing a lot of off-call shrinking."

"I'm sorry," Jake apologized. "You came to me to talk about you and Amelia. Let's talk about you and Amelia."

Sheldon sighed. "I just, I hate that there's nothing that I can do to make her feel better. I mean, I understand that this is the type of thing that she'll never fully heal from, but I, she's my best friend, and I hate to see her hurting…and to know that there's nothing I can do to make her stop hurting."

Jake nodded sadly. "Yeah," he said quietly. "Hey, have you called her today?"

"Only a couple hundred times," Sheldon admitted. "Pathetic, huh? She's been ignoring my calls, so I, I stopped calling."

"You should call her again," Jake urged.

Sheldon looked at him skeptically. "I don't know. She clearly doesn't want to talk to me, right now."

"She might," Jake insisted. "You should call."

"I'll think about it," Sheldon sighed.

"Or you could just do it," Jake countered. "Anyway, I'm meeting Angela for dinner in little while, and I have a stop to make first, so I'll see you later."

"Okay, bye, Jake," Sheldon smiled.

"Bye, Sheldon," Jake said, as he began to walk away.

"Hey, Jake," Sheldon called out.

Jake turned to look at his colleague. "Yes."

"You realize that Addison said no, right?"

Jake smiled. "You sound like Amelia, you know that?" he chuckled. And, with that, he turned and walked away.


"Jake, what are you doing here?" Addison asked in surprise, as she opened the door to her beach house to find Jake standing outside with flowers and a gift bag.

"I, uh, I can't stay for long," Jake began, "but I just wanted to stop by and wish you a Happy Mother's Day."

"Is this all for me?" Addison asked, gesturing to the things in Jake's hands.

"The flowers are for you," Jake chuckled. "The gift is for Henry. I didn't want him to feel left out or anything."

Addison smiled. "Would you mind holding Henry, while I open the gift?" she asked.

"Addison, you don't have to open it here in front me," Jake started.

"No, I want to. I want to," Addison insisted, as she placed Henry in Jake's arms, and took the flowers and gift from him. "Oh my goodness," she breathed. "Baby scrubs. These are adorable."

Jake smiled. "I kind of figured that he's destined to become a great surgeon….you know, with him being your son and all, so I figured it wouldn't hurt to give him a push in the right direction."

"Jake, you didn't need to do this."

Jake shrugged. "I wanted to. You fought so hard to be a mother…I just, I wanted to do something for you today…small as this is."

Addison couldn't help smiling at his words. "Do you want to stay for a while, you know, have a drink or something?" she asked hopefully.

Jake shook his head. "I can't. Angela and I have dinner plans, and I don't want to keep her waiting."

Addison swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat; Jake's relationship with Angela never failed to strike a chord with her. "Right," she choked out. "Maybe some other time."

Jake smiled at Henry, who seemed content in his arms. "Maybe," he shrugged. "Anyway, I should probably go. I'll see you later, Addison. See you later, Henry," he grinned, as he gently rubbed the little boy's back, before handing him back to Addison.

"Hey, Jake?"


"I wasn't the one who proposed."

Jake sighed. "I know. It just, it hurts, you know…to sleep with someone and then find out that another man proposed to her only an hour later."

"But I said no."

"I know. I just, I need some time."

Addison swallowed hard. "Okay, yeah. I, uh, I get that."

Jake nodded. "I'll see you later," he said, making his way out the door.

"Hey, Jake?" Addison called out before he could get very far.

Jake turned to look at her. "Yeah?"

Addison met his eyes and smiled. "Thank you for the flowers…and for Henry's scrubs…and for stopping by…and for everything you did for me this past year."

Jake grinned widely. "Happy Mother's Day, Addison. You deserve it."


"Hey, are you okay?" Cooper asked Charlotte, as she emerged from their master bathroom, later that night.

"Yeah," Charlotte nodded. "I don't know, I guess being at the cemetery, today, must have gotten to me or somethin'. I've been feeling a little off all day."

"You do look a little pale," Cooper commented. "Can I do anything for you?"

"Thanks, but I'm fine," Charlotte smiled. "I think I'm probably just tired," she said, climbing into bed beside her husband.

"Okay," Cooper nodded. "But if you need anything-"

"Thanks, Coop," Charlotte smiled as she turned off the light, and laid her head on Cooper's chest. "Night, Cooper," Charlotte said, kissing her husband softly on the lips.

"Good night, Charlotte," Cooper smiled, "and Happy Mother's Day," he whispered, before wrapping his arms around her and closing his eyes.

Charlotte tried to fall asleep, but she was feeling truly awful. She looked over at Cooper, who was sleeping peacefully next to her, and contemplated waking him, but quickly thought better of it; there was no need for them both to be awake and miserable. Feeling a wave of nausea wash over her, she darted out of bed and rushed into the bathroom, vomiting violently into the toilet for what felt like the hundredth time that evening.

When she finally regained composure, she stood up, and began searching through the medicine cabinet in her bathroom for something to take the edge off her nausea. She felt her breath catch in her throat when her hand landed on the box of pregnancy tests that she had bought a couple years ago, when she and Cooper had that pregnancy scare. She removed a pregnancy test from the box, and turned it over in her hands a couple of times, figuring there was no harm in ruling out pregnancy as the culprit for why she was feeling so terrible.

After waiting a very long two minutes, she got up the nerve to look at the little white stick on the bathroom counter, and her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the little plus sign glaring back at her. Her initial feelings were ones of happiness; Cooper would be so excited. But then she thought about Mason and Amelia, and how this wasn't exactly the best time for a new baby – and the fear started to set in. Sighing heavily, she tossed the pregnancy test in the trash. "Happy Mother's Day," she muttered to herself. "Happy Mother's Day to me."