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CHAPTER TEN make me lose control. season two, episode three.
"SO YOU HAVEN'T FORGIVEN HIM?" MEREDITH QUESTIONED, searching her pockets for some loose change. Cassie shook her head, handing her a five dollar bill.
"I don't know," she said honestly, pointing to the granola bar she wanted from the vending machine as Meredith punched in the numbers. "I miss him, a lot, but I don't want to be a bad friend to you."
Meredith paused, looking at Cassie as if she were an idiot. "That's why you're still mad? Cass, if you're looking for my approval to forgive him, you already have it."
"Really?"
"You two are family," she shrugged, "I know what it's like to have issues, real issues, with family, and this is definitely not it. If the possibility of me feeling betrayed or whatever is the only thing holding you back, you shouldn't let it. I won't be mad, I promise."
Before Cassie had a chance to think back on her words, Bailey called for them from down the hallway.
"Hey, there's a new surgical case coming up from the pit. Likely diverticulitis. Let's go."
Cassie quickly shoved the granola bar in her mouth, throwing away the wrapper as her and Meredith joined the others a few seconds late.
"Watch it!" the patient screamed, causing Meredith to stop in her tracks as Cassie ran into her back. "Hands off me! I could report you to the Chief, and you'd be out on your ass!"
Feeling her hand being grabbed, the brunette looked at her friend in confusion. After taking a closer look at the patient, it finally clicked; it was Ellis Grey. She squeezed back, letting Meredith know she was there for her.
"Where is the Chief?" Ellis screamed.
"Patient's name is, uh," Cristina paused, reading the chart. "Um, complaining of intermittent cramping pain and diarrhea. Also suffers from—"
"AMATEURS!"
Meredith began to inch behind Cassie, not letting go of her death grip on her hand.
"—Alzheimer's—"
"Patient's name?" Bailey asked, not receiving a response from a hesitant Cristina. "Yang, Patient's name?"
Ellis briefly made eye contact with Cassie, before noticing Meredith behind her. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Mer," she whispered sympathetically.
"How many times have I told you not to bother me when I'm at work?!"
The others stared at Meredith, as Cassie gave them a look that told them everything they needed to know.
