~Everyone Has Secrets pt.3~

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He flashed them a grin before heading back in the direction they had rushed off to get to the ER, but Meredith paid no mind to it. She went to Ellis' office with Richard as they discussed her upcoming visit to Boston. She was flying out for later that day to assist them on an almost inoperable brain tumour tomorrow, for a patient who was unable to travel themselves and she intended to stay until Saturday evening to watch over recovery, pick up on a few consults at the Children's hospital while she was in the area. It was going to be a busy week, and she looked forward to being back in her own bed on Saturday night if not earlier. After dropping off her bag in her Mom's office, she made her way down to the ER with Richard, intent on meeting with Dr Shepherd. Just because she didn't want to take the job herself, didn't mean she didn't care about the running of the neurosurgical department at her mother's own hospital.

Chapter 3
Derek was feeling slightly overwhelmed with the number of consults he'd been asked to attend to in the ER since he'd come down. He was starting to question the response times of his new colleagues, getting more irate by the second that even after having them paged multiple times no one seemed to show up. He was standing at the nurses' station, signing off a patient's chart ready for admission when Mark made an appearance in the chaotic room, making a beeline for Derek.

"Did you have me paged or was it someone else?" Mark asked, leaning against the nurses' station.

"That would be me, Sloan," April said from behind the desk, passing him over a chart, "Woman bed four with a face lack will only let the head of plastics touch her face."

"Ah, I see. Thanks, Kepner," Mark said as he took the chart from her, turning to Derek once more before heading off, "Oh, Shep, I was introduced to your mystery woods girl, I don't think she recognised you, but she's very interested in finding out more about the work of Dr Derek Shepherd, she's on her way down here with Webber."

"Thanks, Mark," Derek said with a defeated sigh, passing his chart back to the nurse after finishing with it, "Where next, Kepner?"

"Well it would've been trauma room three, but apparently someone is already in there," she said, looking over his shoulder at something else.

"You mean one of my attendings actually showed up?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, turning to follow her gaze.

"Not unless she's finally taken the job offer from Ellis, but then again, she'd probably be your boss in that case," April said with a short laugh, and Derek caught on to who she was talking about.

He could see through the window of the trauma room, Meredith was in there, her hair now tied back and a trauma gown protecting her clothes as she assessed the patient inside, seemingly taking control of the room as she did so. He was almost caught in that trance he seemed to get stuck in when she was around, but was quickly distracted by Richard Webber's approach.

"Dr Shepherd, there you are! I wanted to introduce you to Dr Grey," he said with a grin, having noticed what had caught Derek's gaze.

"Maybe we shouldn't interrupt her when she's working," Derek said with a slight chuckle, his gaze moving to Richard now so it didn't look like he was staring at his step-daughter.

"Nonsense, come with me," Richard said, starting to lead the way.

Derek followed with an internal groan, really not prepared to be introduced to her in this way. They entered the trauma room just as Meredith was doing her final examinations of the patient, and she glanced up at Richard, clearly not registering Derek's presence as she spoke.

"It's going to be surgery, Richard," she stated, her attention now back on the patient, "I assume my privileges are still in place?"

"Of course they are, Meredith," Richard assured her as she came away from the patient, pulling off her gloves and putting them in the bin before picking up the electronic chart to make her notes, "I've found Dr Shepherd to introduce you."

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