Hiding in the Shadows

9. I am Hungry

"Grey, these notes are practically illegible. How am I supposed to read them?" Derek bellowed at her. Meredith had been heading to get her own lunch as she had just brought him his thirty minutes before. She hadn't eaten in twenty hours and she was starting to feel it.

Meredith sighed and turned around to face him. She took the chart in question from him and glanced at it. She looked back at him with a raised eyebrow.

"That is your handwriting, not mine." She pointed out sweetly. She wheeled back around to head towards her destination.

"Did I say I was done with you?" He remarked.

Meredith stilled and turned back around to face him, resisting the urge to stomp her foot and pout. She was hungry!

"No sir, what can I get for you now? Coffee, tea, maybe a brownie, an attitude adjustment? Please tell me, how can I make you happy?" She said, sarcastically.

"You can't, so don't try." He growled. "But what would make me more...tolerable...is for you to dictate my notes tonight when you are on call in between monitoring all my patients...you know since you can't read my writing."

Meredith took a menacing step towards him...aching to wrap her hands around his arrogant neck. She stopped herself. Violence, while so fulfilling, would serve her no real purpose.

"Yes sir." She said, instead.

"Good girl." he said, condescendingly.

"Now, I have to go to operate on my patient. Right now, what I need is for you to call the DMV...they messed up on my tag and I really need in straightened out. Do it from my office...cell phones cut out too much. Have fun."

He walked away with his trademark smirk.

Meredith sighed and walked towards the direction of His Highness' office, ignoring her growling stomach once again.

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Meredith exited out of her patient's room and went to the Nurse's station to finish her notes. She stifled a yawn. She looked at her watch and groaned. It was only 10pm...she still had another twenty hours to go and it looked like it would be with no sleep.

"Hey, I am about to head home." Cristina informed her sympathetically.

"God, home sounds so good." Meredith said as her stomach rumbled loudly.

"Hungry much?" Cristina asked. "When was the last time you ate?"

Meredith thought for a moment.

"Yesterday morning for breakfast...I think."

"You didn't eat yesterday morning Mer, you just had coffee. Are you telling me you haven't eaten since the day before yesterday?" Cristina asked, concerned.

"Look don't freak out on me, I will go right now and get something to eat before I dictate his notes. I promise." She assured her friend softly.

Cristina nodded, satisfied.

"See you in the morning. Hang in there...he can't do this forever." She said.

"Let's hope not." Meredith said, rolling her eyes. She waved goodbye to Cristina and headed towards the cafeteria.

Beep Beep Beep

She checked her pager.

911

Meredith groaned. Seriously? She looked longingly at the food court but headed towards the Pit.

Food, as well as sleep, would just have to wait.