Chapter 9

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Meredith hurried to catch up with her resident and fellow interns and found them finally all crammed in a patients room who was set of general surgery that afternoon. She slipped in the room and immediately wished she hadn't when a pair of cold blue eyes focused on her.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked.

"I um...I" she stuttered.

"I don't accept tardiness, you know that. You can leave now."

"But." she frowned

"No excuses, leave now!" she muttered.

"Um, Dr. Grey." Bailey mumbled "This is where she's supposed to be with all due respect."

"Not at the moment." Ellis growled "She's a child and I don't want her in here. And she needs to learn to be on time or she'll miss out. Get out now!"

Meredith gulped and stiffened up as she shifted a little and then backed out of the room. She felt her face burn with frustration and embarrassment and scuffled quickly down the hall as she felt her breathing stifle she reached for her phone but found her pocket empty. She gasped as she dug in the other pocket and felt her stomach sink when she found that one empty too. She felt tears burning her eyes, her horrible day was getting worse by the second and all she wanted was the one true friend she had in the world to talk to.

She felt her breath catch in her throat and in fear of embarrassing herself further she ran down the hall and into the locker room, she pressed her hands against the sink as the first few tears started to fall. She focused on her breathing and sniffled as she fought against the sobs. Finally the tears stopped coming and her breathing returned to normal. She splashed water on her face and cleared her throat. She dried her face off and turned around, startled to see someone standing next to the lockers watching her.

"I really don't need any insults at the moment." she narrowed her eyes "I've had about all I can take for the day and it's not even lunch time. You don't owe me anything but could you please save them for tomorrow."

"I wasn't going to insult you Meredith." she said "I was..."

"You were what? Going to tell me I'm stupid for getting all upset, you were going to add to my embarrassment."

"Wow you are really having a bad day." Christina scoffed. Meredith glared at her "Look I was just going to tell you that I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Meredith asked, her eyes tightening.

"What your mom did in there was just...." she sighed "wrong. And I see now that you don't have anything easy. So yeah, I'm sorry."

"Well thanks but I don't need your sympathy." Meredith muttered as she pulled her lab coat on.

"I wasn't giving it." Christina scowled. "I also came in here to tell you Bailey wants you covering the PIT today."

"Oh joy."

"Hey, it's better than nothing." Christina raised her brow "At least you get to put people back together."

"Yeah," Meredith sighed as she pushed her way out of the room and headed down the hall, mumbling to herself "but who is going to put me back together."


Meredith got down to the pit and it was dull and lifeless, mostly just people in for stitches due to their clumsy behavior. At least it was steady, she didn't bother taking a lunch. She was afraid to go anywhere in the hospital, fearing that she'd have another run in with their new chief of surgery. At least she knew where she wasn't. And that's where she intended to stay.

"Curtain three needs you next." the ER nurse said as Meredith removed her gloves from her last patient.

"What do they need?"

"I'm not the freaking doctor." she snubbed "That's your job remember?"

Meredith rolled her eyes and sighed as she walked over to curtain three and pulled it back. Her eyes bulged a little when she saw George sitting on the bed eating a salad.

"George!" she gasped "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Bringing you lunch." he said holding up a sandwich "Surprise."

Meredith sighed, he reached over and patted the spot on the bed next to him, she pulled the curtain back behind her and hopped up on the bed and took a bite of the sandwich he offered her.

"Thanks." she said with a mouthful.

"Brutal day huh?" George asked after taking another bite of lettuce.

"That's putting it lightly."

"Your mother is a nightmare."

"I know." Meredith groaned.

"She had pretty much all the residents near tears, and most of the Attendings too...I think Shepherd was the only one she was somewhat nice to."

"Probably because they act similarly with a cold outlook on life." Meredith muttered as she took another bite of sandwich, the she remembered the conversation she had with him in the closet "Or maybe not."

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe it's just a façade," she says staring at her half eaten sandwich "Maybe underneath all those anger lines he's a nice guy underneath, just the nice guy doesn't know how to get out."

"Maybe." George shrugs "Are you categorizing your mother the same?"

"Hell no." Meredith mumbles with another mouthful "She's a cold hearted bitch to the core, there's no hope for her."

They both laugh heartily when the curtain flies open and they both gasp and look up wide eyed to see a hard irritated face staring down at them.

"When you're done with social hour I could use some assistance in trauma bay one Dr. O'Malley." he barked out and glanced at Meredith "You can keep doing what you do best Grey, sit on your ass."

Meredith flinched a little as she watched him walk away. George hopped off the table with a sigh and shook his head.

"Just a façade huh?" he mumbled before walking out.

"Shut up."


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