Chapter 13 (Meredith)

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I woke up in what looked like to be a conference room. I was handcuffed to a chair. My mind was groggy and I tried to remember what had happened. Then the memories started to come back. I remember seeing Amelia get stabbed with an injection or something and she fell to the floor. I also remember screaming and the man taped my mouth shut and did the same to me. The room was very bright, but there were no windows. I tried to wiggle out of the handcuffs, but it was no use. I yelled out to see if anyone was there, but no response. I could feel tears beginning to form in my eyes. Where was I?

I must of fell asleep because someone was shaking for me to wake. I opened my eyes slowly remembering the bright lights in the room. Standing in front of me was a middle aged man. He was think with thick dark brown hair. He was very tall and was wearing a suit. He reached his hand out and I took it.  He took the handcuffs off and signaled two officers to lock the doors behind us. He stared at me intensely for a solid five minuets before I asked "What am I doing here?"

He stared at me some more before answering with, "There seems to be a problem."

"What kind of problem?" I began "Am I in trouble? Am I going to jail?"

"No m'am you are not in trouble. You are actually apart of our investigation." he replied.

"Investigation? What investigation?"

"My name is agent Clyde Kover and I'm with the FBI. After recent suspensions we have reasons to believe your husband Dr. Derek Shepherd is alive."

I looked straight into agent Kover's eyes. He stared back. I got up and fainted onto the cold ground.

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