𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒆

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━━━Responsibility. Every Person reaches a new level of responsibility, You turn ten you have the responsibility of cleaning certain things. 15, get your first job. 18, drive. And then Adulthood, that's when you realize nothing you learned as a child about being responsible can prepare you for life.

At the end, who truly caused the death of Cathy Baker was revealed. Although, not on purpose. It was a simple mistake, a form of distraction was presented, and sadly caused the life of a woman. Who was a Mother, and a wife?

April Kepner.

Althea was the one to remember everything in the end. Which isn't surprising, she did have an eidetic memory.

Althea couldn't help but feel guilty, as If by herself she too, helped cause Cathy to die.

April wasn't a bad doctor. It was a mistake. But mistakes in the medical world can't be shrugged off sometimes.

Althea watched as one of her close friends walked away. And, at that moment all she wanted to do was go home and cuddle with her daughter.

She sighed and walked to the lounge where her stuff was, she couldn't handle hearing them talk about April's mistake.

Opening the door, Althea headed towards her stuff and packed it away. Stuck in her thoughts, Althea didn't hear the door open.

"Oh, they ought everyone in Orange would be watching one of their walks away."

Althea turned around to see Mark Sloan. She rolled her eyes and went back to packing her stuff up, "Tough crowd. Look, I'm sorry about your friend."

"Are you?" Althea finally asked

"Huh?"

"I mean, we aren't exactly buddies. Everyone who worked at Seattle Grace loathes anyone from Mercy west. So, I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't care. And, are only saying it to be a dick."

Mark looked at Althea and blinked. Once. Twice. And laughed or more so chuckled.

"Your right." Mark said, walking towards his stuff, "I don't care. But, I'm not trying to be a dick. I was genuinely apologetic. Now take it as you please,"

And then Althea was left alone again, but then she asked herself, "Wait, was his stuff ever in here?"

Shaking her head, she picked her stuff up and left. Reed could grab her things.

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When Althea stepped into her apartment, she dropped her stuff and sighed.

But the sound of cartoons and child-like giggles bought a smile to her face.

Walking farther into the house, Althea saw two figures on the couch watching Scooby-doo.

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