Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful world of Grey's.
Okay, so this is my newest story. It's also only my second one. And it's just a trial one. Ever Ever After, my other fanfic, is my real baby. And so this one probably won't be updated very fast, or very soon. It all depends on your interest.
So if you're not already reading Ever Ever After, give it a look while waiting for this one to really start. And I do have ideas for this story, I just don't know if I can handle writting both at the same time. Anyway, enjoy !
Meredith didn't know where she was. She could hear the planes flying over her head. Something told her that she needed to get out of the rain. But she didn't care anymore. She tried really hard to keep her mind from drifting to the events of that night, but the memories just kept flooding back, even when she tried so hard to keep them out.
Prom night. It had sounded like a terrible idea from the beginning, but she wanted to have some fond memory of her relationship with Finn, and have a night where she could get Derek out of her head. But it seemed near impossible to do that, especially with his staring.
And then it happened. The mistake she had been dreading since the beginning of the evening. And Derek. He was just so … Derek. And she couldn't help but fight it. But she knew it was wrong. She knew that she couldn't do this. Not again. She was a slut, a home wrecker. And she couldn't be labeled that again. Even if it had been Derek's fault. She needed to find a way to avoid all this.
And running seemed to be her thing. And the best option in this case.
She had run, not knowing where she was going. But she didn't care. She needed to get as far away as possible. And fast. Instinctively, she thought about her mother, and how she had run away from her problems. And as hard as she tried not to, Meredith ended up being like her mother in the end. Running away, rather than facing her problems. But Meredith wasn't her mother. She was better at running. She did it fast.
And the airport seemed like her best option. Flying was the fastest way out of this city. It may be a challenge, but she knew that she could find a flight. She'd go anywhere. She'd rather be anywhere. Anywhere but here. She thought about just staying in Seattle, just not going to work again. But she knew somebody would find her eventually. This way, she was out of the radar.
She bought a ticket on the earliest flight she could get. She didn't even know where it was going to take her. She didn't care. She made her way to the terminal that she had been indicated to and was directly brought to the plane. When she felt it lift off the ground, she knew she didn't want to ever come back to the place that had caused her so much misery.
It was cold out, very cold, and it was then that Meredith noticed that she was still in her prom dress. Without her panties. She didn't know where she was. She thought about asking one of the many people leaving the airport, but she decided against it. She didn't care anymore. She felt no reason to care. She was not only lost in an unknown place, she was lost in the most familiar place to her too. And that was in herself.
She didn't know what her heart was trying to tell her. And her pounding head made even less sense. She was cold, and hungry, and although she had slept the entire plane ride, she was exhausted. Even more exhausted than she was after a forty-eight hour shift. Not only she didn't know where she was, but she had lost all track of time too. But it was getting brighter out, which meant it was nearing the morning. But the morning where?
For all she knew, she was in Australia. Or France. Cuba sounded good right now. But she knew that wasn't possible. It was cold out. Maybe she was in Canada. Yeah, it was cold there.
But her attention was brought to the flag flying high in the sky just in front of her. She recognized the flag. Sadly. It was the flag of her home country. She was still in the US. But the US was big. Maybe I'm in Alaska. But she knew that the airport in Alaska wouldn't be nearly this crowded.
She gave up on guessing where she was. She just hoped that it wasn't near Seattle. She saw a bench a little ways down from the airport, just out of the parking lot, and thought it would be best to just sit down. Maybe even close her eyes. She grabbed the bag she had been carrying. I don't remember packing a bag. But she didn't remember much of anything.
She opened it and noticed, that it was in fact, a bag full of her stuff. Her clothes, a few books. She even found her tooth brush and a face cloth. At least I know what I'll need, even when I don't know what I'm doing. She grabbed an old ratty sweatshirt from her bag and slipped it over her dress. She placed herself comfortably on the bench, well as comfortably as she could, and without any trouble, slipped into unconsciousness.
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Meredith awoke when she heard someone approach. She didn't know if she should be scared, or thankful. When she looked up at her visitor, she noticed it was an elderly lady, not seeming to be able to hurt a fly.
"Are you okay?" the lady asked as she got closer.
Meredith felt like answering she was fine, but clearly, she wasn't. She shook her head.
"Are you hurt?"
Meredith knew she meant physically, but she felt like answering yes anyway. But she didn't.
Next thing she knew, she was sobbing. She didn't even acknowledge the fact that the woman had put her arms around her shoulder and had led her to her car. She didn't remember getting into the car, and her body being so thankful for the warmth. But she did remember falling asleep as the old lady drove silently to who knows where. All she hoped was that she wasn't going to Seattle.
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She awoke to the smell of coffee. The smell of coffee always woke her up. It was her favorite smell to wake up to. That and the smell of Derek.
But when she lifted herself in her bed, she realized she wasn't at home. Then the memories of the previous night came flooding back. Where am I? she thought. How did I get here? Who brought me here?
She then remembered the elderly lady from the night before. Had she imagined her? Surely not, or else how could she explain this unknown room. She must have brought me here. But where was here?
"Good morning," she heard a voice call from the doorway. Surprisingly, she recognized the older lady from the night before. "It's good to see you're finally awake."
Finally? Meredith asked herself. She asked the first question that popped into her head.
"What time is it?"
"It's a little past three o'clock."
Meredith looked out the window in the room and noticed the sun was high in the sky.
"Where am I?" This was the key question.
"You're at my home. I found you beside the airport. My son-in-law helped me bring you here."
That still didn't answer Meredith's question. Where was she?
Meredith shook her head. "Where are we, I mean … geographically speaking."
The elder looked a little confused.
"Well, you're in New York."
Meredith nodded as she took this in. The eastern coast. Far away from Seattle. That's all that matters.
The older woman passed her the cup of coffee. Meredith took it gratefully, but not rudely.
"Thank you," she said.
The woman smiled. Suddenly, Meredith seemed to recognize her. "My pleasure dear."
It became quiet. But not for long. Meredith heard a door open and close, and a voice coming from another room.
"Cory said something about you having a visitor," she heard a female voice exclaim as the voice got louder. "What was he talking ab…" she trailed off when she walked up to the doorway. "Oh."
Meredith looked up to the new comer, and somehow, she recognized her too. But she didn't know these people.
"Honey, will you come out to the hall with me?" the woman who had been caring for Meredith said to the one who had just walked in.
She just nodded as she left the room. Meredith couldn't make out any words through the door, but she heard muffled sounds. Finally, the older woman, whom she still didn't know the name of walked in. She smiled at Meredith and sat down beside her.
"I'm Carolyn, by the way," the woman introduced herself.
"I'm Meredith," she replied politely.
There was a short silence before Carolyn spoke up.
"Why did you come to New York?" she asked.
Meredith shrugged. "Back where I was, something happened. I just needed to get out. I didn't know where I was going."
Carolyn nodded. "Well, you're welcome to stay here as long as you need. I've had five children and know how to handle situations like this, especially considering four of them were girls."
Meredith thanked her again.
"And Natalie, my daughter that was just here, she's been through a similar situation. Although, we found her a few hours from here after a few days. We didn't stop worrying about her. And I'm sure your family is just as worried."
Meredith shook her head. "I don't have a family."
"What do you mean?"
Meredith explained. "My father left me when I was just a kid. My mother never cared for me, and besides, she's in a home with Alzheimer's. She thinks I'm still five."
Carolyn gave her a sympathetic stare. Meredith surprised herself in confiding in this woman she didn't know. But maybe it was easier that way. Because you knew they couldn't go tell everybody, because they didn't know anybody who would care about some strangers problems.
"Well I'll make sure you know what family is really like. But for now, you should just sleep." Meredith nodded slowly as Carolyn grabbed her cup from her hand and left the room."Sleep tight," she said as she left the room.
"Thank you."
Okay, so I know it's easy for most of you to guess ... but I want to hear about it and see if you've got it right ! If I have lots of reviews, I'll think about updating this faster. I just wanted to give this one a try. So ENJOY !