Disclaimer: I do not have any affiliation with Grey's Anatomy. I do not own the characters either. This is simply for fun.
Summary: He was a child of Seattle and this was his life – Meredith and Derek's fifteen-year-old son is learning various lessons of life. Along with the help of his family and friends, all of which are the backbones of the surgical floor at Seattle Grace Hospital.
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Chapter I
Somewhere Only We Know
The fifteen-year-old boy stood in front of his locker. He collected what he needed for the afternoon and zipped up his backpack. His brown wavy hair blocked his vision so he pushed the thick hair back. There was no soccer practice today, which he was thankful for. He walked down the expansive hall until he reached the stairs.
"Shepherd!"
He turned around, his best friend Matt Sloan was walking behind him. He knew that Matt couldn't stay and talk for long because he had a biology lab to make up. Matt skipped bio today, not the best of ideas.
"Hey," James Shepherd said to his friend.
"Are you off to the hospital?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, gotta pick Logan up, and I thought I would see if there were any cool surgeries going on. I've got nothing better to do tonight." James answered.
"Oh, well can you give this to my mom, or my dad if you see him?" Matt asked handing James a piece of paper.
"What is this?" James asked.
"Just a note from my biology teacher saying that I skipped it today and I'm failing." Matt smiled his trademark smile.
"Yeah, sure. I've got to go or I'm going to miss the 3:30 Ferry Boat heading toward the hospital." James said turning around.
"See you later." Matt yelled as James ran down the stairs.
James put on his green Dartmouth sweatshirt and ran out of his high school embracing the rain. His Nike sneakers instantly became damp as he ran down the sidewalk toward the water. Everywhere he went it seemed as if he was running. It was just who he was. Soon the rain inflicted his jeans and sweatshirt and hood. But not his hair. The last thing he wanted to deal with right now was wet messy hair.
He quickly reached the Ferry Boat, paid the toll and got on. He was a child of Seattle and this was his life.
The Ferry Boat honked and soon enough he was on the other side of Seattle. Exiting the Ferry Boat he ran the familiar route to Seattle Grace Hospital. He finally reached the building and stepped inside. Warmth hit his cold cheeks; the tingly sensation quickly came and just as promptly, it left. He pushed his hood down revealing the infamous hair. He rubbed his blue eyes dry of the rain and proceeded toward the elevator.
An elderly woman was also waiting for the elevator. As was a doctor and a middle aged man. One of the elevators came and the four of them got on. They all chose their respective floors except for the middle-aged man.
"Does anyone know where billing is?" He asked.
"Either on floor one or the basement." The doctor replied.
"It's the basement." James answered confidently. The man nodded and pressed the "B" button and the elevator went down. Then the elevator went up. And up again. Until it hit the surgical floor. James wished the elderly women who still remained on the elevator a good day and stepped off.
Well-known territory. James walked down the hall. The sound of his soggy shoes slipping on the cold linoleum. He reached the locker room and walked in expecting to see his little brother. But he wasn't there. He took his backpack and wet sweatshirt off, revealing his blue polo shirt. Since his brother wasn't there he figured he would check his dad's office.
James walked across the bridge that the surgical floor contained and saw through the glass windows that his dad wasn't in his office. Surgical board, that was what was next to check.
He walked down to the surgical board and looked for the names of his parents. He immediately found them. Meredith Grey and Derek Shepherd, in OR 2. Which meant that he could observe from the gallery.
He walked to where the entrance of the gallery was seeing a number of faces in the small glass room. None of them familiar except for that of his brother's.
"I'm sorry can I help you?" One of the people sitting in the room asked James. He realized that he didn't have his tag on him, explaining who he was, and why he was authorized to be unattended to on the surgical floor.
"Oh, um, I just came to…" He was cut off by a recognizable voice.
"James, I thought you have soccer in the afternoons." Addison Montgomery Sloan commented coming up behind James, also wanting to enter the gallery.
"Uh, not today. It was cancelled. Sorry, Addison, I don't have my ID card so can you just tell him that I can be here. I forgot my ID tag in my bag." James asked.
"Oh, yes, of course. Dr. Springer, this is Dr. Grey and Chief Shepherd's son, James. Logan's brother." Addison added seeing Logan sitting in the corner.
The young doctor nodded and Addison and James made their way to where Logan was sitting.
"So where's Matt, I mean if you don't have soccer, he sure doesn't." Addison asked.
"Oh, I'm supposed to give you this." James said pulling out the piece of paper Matt had handed him earlier.
"Oh God," Addison said obviously aggravated, she took the paper and silently read it. Her face quickly turned emotion, the smile turned into a frown almost instantly.
"Sorry boys, I have to go. It seems I owe Matt's biology teacher an apology for my son's actions. I'll see you later." Addison smiled and walked out.
James was now sitting next to his ten year old brother Logan. Logan and James looked pretty much exactly alike except for Logan had dirty blonde thick hair, where James had brown.
"So, how long have you been here?" James asked his brother.
"Half-hour maybe." Logan mumbled, eyes fixated on his PSP.
"It's a cool surgery, you don't want to watch it?" James asked noticing his brother was playing the video gaming device.
"Eh, not really." Logan answered.
"I'll tell mom that you've been playing it all day." James said knowing that his mother didn't want Logan constantly playing the PSP.
"You wouldn't!" Logan exclaimed looking up from his PSP. James quickly grabbed it out of his brother's hands and started to play the game.
"Got you." James laughed.
"Hey not fair!" Logan yelled swatting at his brother's hands.
"Hey! Stop, you're going to mess me up." James turned away from his brother. The yelling got some of the other doctors' attention.
"Argh! Give it back James! Mom gave it to me for Christmas, not to you!" Logan yelled.
"Come on Logan! Give me 5 min. on it!" James asked turning around.
"No, I was so close to the end of that game, give it back!" Logan yelled attacking James' hands and taking the PSP hostage. Until about a nanosecond later when it dropped and shut off. "Now look what you've done!" Logan yelled hitting his brother.
"Oh come on, that was so your fault!" James screamed back. Logan pushed James off of the seat, and James went tumbling on the floor, "You're so dead!" James yelled back and the two brothers started rolling around on the floor attempting to beat each other up.
"Hey, break it up!" One of the doctors yelled. This got Meredith Grey's attention, she was down in the operating room assisting her husband on a hemispherectomy. She looked up and saw her two sons being separated by some interns and other doctors.
"Oh God," She said.
"What?" Derek asked looking up from the brain his eyes were fixated on.
"Look," Meredith pointed to the gallery.
"Oh my God." Derek murmured, "Steve, can you put the intercom on. Thanks." Derek said as the man pushed the button.
"You two, my office, now!" Derek yelled into the intercom.
"Dr. Springer, can you bring our sons to Dr. Shepherd's office and wait with them until we're done with this surgery. We'll probably be another ten minuets." Meredith asked the intern.
"Certainly Dr. Grey." Dr. Springer took the too boys out.
"Thanks," Meredith said eyeing Derek and they continued with the surgery.
Derek and Meredith walked out of the operating room and into the scrub room. They both took off their gloves and facemasks throwing them into the biohazard bag. Meredith removed her scrub cap; Derek kept his on for the time being.
"That was embarrassing." Meredith commented turning on the water and taking some of the special soap to scrub her hands with.
"Oh, they're just boys Meredith, it's going to happen." Derek smiled washing his hands off.
"I know, but not while they're watching a surgery." Meredith said continuing to scrub her hands.
"I guess, but it was just going to happen. I used to fight with my friends when I was younger all the time." Derek said as he shut the water off and grabbed a paper towel. He then leaned up against the sink and took his wedding band out from the pocket on his scrubs.
"It's just frustrating." Meredith said finishing with the water and took a paper towel from Derek. She took off the necklace that she wore with her engagement ring and wedding band on it and put the two rings on her finger and put the gold chain in the pocket of her scrubs.
"I know," Derek said kissing his wife's cheek, "It wont happen here again." Derek smiled and pushed her hair behind her ear.
"You're scrub cap is still on." Meredith commented and walked out of the room. Derek took his cap off and ran his hand through his hair before walking out of the room and catching up with Meredith.
"So, punishment?" Derek asked Meredith as they walked toward Derek's office.
"I don't know, probably a week or two without the Play Station whatever for Logan." Meredith said.
"And for James?" Derek asked nodding to one of the surgeons that had just said hi to him.
"I don't know, no soccer?" Meredith suggested.
"Yeah, I think that would be more of a relief than punishment." Derek laughed as they approached his office.
"How about we put him up for babysitting duty whenever any of our friends want to go out for the night, he can do it for Izzie and Alex, and George. Maybe Christina and Burke." Meredith recommended as the pair reached Derek's office seeing the two boys in the chairs in front of his desk and the intern standing in the corner.
"That sounds good." Derek said as he opened to the door to his office and let Meredith in. The room was pretty plain. The walls were a light blue with pictures on them. His desk had pictures of the two boys and him and Meredith on it.
"Thank you Dr. Springer, remind me later and I'll let you scrub in on a surgery." Meredith told the intern of a former intern of hers.
"Anytime Dr. Grey." And with that Dr. Springer left the room leaving the four Shepherds alone. Derek took a seat on his desk and Meredith just stood against the wall perpendicular to her sons.
"What the hell happened in there?" Derek asked. Logan just sat with his arms across his chest looking at the floor. James looked beyond Derek to the large windows that looked into the hospital.
"You're not going to talk, huh?" Derek said. The boys didn't move a limb, "Alright, then. Logan a week and a half without the PSP." Logan started to object.
"Want to make it three?" Meredith asked. He sat right back down.
"And JJ, you are on babysitting duty." Derek said using the nickname given to James John Grey Shepherd as a baby.
"What the hell does that mean?!" James asked.
"Language!" Derek looked sternly at his son and James sent a look back.
"It means, that for the next week and a half, you will baby-sit for Christina and Preston, Izzie and Alex, George and Erin, etc." Meredith explained to her son.
"Any complaints?" Derek asked stepping off his desk. The boys both looked down at the blue swirly carpeting.
"Good, now your mom has a couple more hours here but I can leave now. Are you ready to go home?" Derek asked.
"Do you have any other surgeries?" James asked Meredith.
"I have a craniotomy in ten minuets." Meredith replied glancing at the clock on Derek's wall.
"I'll stay and watch it." James said.
"No, you will not. You both are banned from the gallery for one week." Derek alleged.
"Whatever," Logan muttered.
"What! Not fair! This wasn't even my fault! If Logan weren't so obsessed with his stupid PSP this never would have happened. I want to watch surgeries! Come on Dad, this is so unfair. I mean Logan doesn't even care about the whole gallery punishment but I do!" James ranted.
"JJ, you can watch from the scrub room if you want to, just for tonight." Meredith told her son. She shot a look at Derek and he nodded, obviously not content with the decision.
"Okay, Logan I'm taking you home, I'll meet you by my car in fifteen minuets. James, the craniotomy is in OR 1, so go ahead down." Derek told the two boys and they got up, hands in their pockets, and left the room.
Meredith and Derek just sat there; Derek rubbed his face and then turned around and got his things together so he could go home.
"He likes to watch the surgeries Derek, it's better that he's here than goofing off with Matt or doing something worse." Meredith said.
"I guess. So I'll see you at home?" Derek questioned.
"Yeah, I'll call you when we're leaving." Meredith explained. She went over to Derek and gave him a quick kiss, "I love you."
"Love you too, see you later." Derek smiled and squeezed her hand as she walked out of the room and toward the OR.
Derek continued to pack up his things. He put papers and other various belongings in his brief case. His eyes scanned the pictures of his desk. My how time had gone by. His oldest son was fifteen years old and his youngest approaching eleven. He was finally at terms with his life. He had an amazing family, he was Chief of Surgery at Seattle Grace, and he had an amazing group of friends.
Derek shut the lamp off in the corner of the office. He decided he would just leave his trademark indigo scrubs on and change at home. He walked out of his office and left Seattle Grace Hospital to meet up with his son.
Next: Derek and Meredith attend James' soccer game, an accident occurs on the playing field. Also, find out what Christina and Burke are up to, as well as some of the other old interns.
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