AN: This is my first Grey's Anatomy ff, and don't worry, I accept any kind of reviews, the good and the bad. This is my take on the next show, which will air January, 29, 2006. So yeah, please enjoy: )
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You can't lie forever. Lies get found out; they fall apart. It is hell when they do—remember that little incident with my mother?—but there is something you can do to stop it. Sure, it isn't the easy way out, but at least you feel comfortable (or maybe not) knowing that there is that other path that you can take. You might feel comfortable knowing that if you took that path, that you could possible take the future into your hands.
The other path is telling the truth. So I know that it isn't the easy way out , but do you see another alternative?
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"I've decided to tell Burke that I haven't officially moved in with him," Christina said while sitting down on the bench in the middle of the two rows of lockers.
"I've decided to tell Derek I'm not just friends," Meredith responded while lacing up her sneakers.
Neither of them said anymore, but just finished getting ready and then went to go get their rounds.
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"Really?" Izzy asked George while they fought their way through the mob of petitioning nurses.
"I don't know. I'm sick of watching her beat herself up over Mc Dreamy and I'm gonna be a man and tell her how I feel." George ducked as a nurse swiped a sing right by his head. "Jeez," he whispered to Izzy who was laughing.
"Well it would be the first time, George." Izzy smiled.
They entered the hospital and made their way over to the elevators.
"First time for what?" George asked as the elevator doors opened to reveal an almost full compartment. Izzy stepped on, leaving no room for George; she turned, looked at him, and raised her eyebrows while taking a sip of her coffee.
"Hey!" George yelled and the elevator doors closed as Izzy smiled.
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In the elevator
"G'morning," a voice said in Izzy's ear. It was Alex. Izzy couldn't move because the elevator was on the point of breaking the weight capacity, but she replied with a smile on her face. Alex was back; ever since he had passed his practicals, Alex—the real arrogant, egocentric, yet totally hot Alex—had returned. Izzy couldn't help but feel giddy when he said something to her, or even look at her.
"So why does George have his panties in a twist?" Usually guys like Alex made Izzy want to go out and get a gun license, but Alex made her get goosebumps. Alex made Izzy swoon.
"He's convinced that he's going to tell Meredith about his crush on her." Izzy rolled her eyes, and could tell that Alex had done the same. Izzy loved George to death (as a brother) and she knew him. He would chicken out; it was just inevitable.
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"That damn dog has got to go," Addison yelled at Derek while they walked into the hospital.
"No," Derek said simply.
"Well, could we at least keep him outside? The trailer is already too small for the both of us."
"No."
Addison huffed and wondered why she put up with Derek's shit: the dog, the trailer, the ferry, Meredith. "Why? Why? Why?" She mumbled while taking a sip of her coffee.
She watched as Derek slipped off and then pushed the button for the elevator a little harder than necessary.
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"Good Morning Mrs. Ackerman. I'm Doctor Grey." Meredith smiled at the middle-aged woman lying in the bed with her hand resting on her forehead. Meredith looked over at the woman's husband and nodded. "What seems to be the problem?"
"Well I'm here for you to tell me that," the woman snipped. Meredith was taken aback. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
"Of course—" Meredith started, but Mr. Ackerman cut in.
"Mary!" He said while coming over to the patient's side. "What is wrong with you? You have no right to treat Doctor Grey like that. Say you are sorry."
Mrs. Ackerman looked wearily from her husband's kind eyes to Meredith's tired ones. "I'm sorry. I have a constant migraine and nothing seems to be helping."
"How long has it been going on?"
"For about three weeks. I finally broke down last week—"
"—she's really good with dealing with pain," her husband interrupted and Mrs. Ackerman glared over at him.
"Okay, and what happened last week?" Meredith asked before Mrs. Ackerman slipped into psycho mode again.
"Well," she started dramatically. "I took some Advil, and when that didn't help, I took some of my prescribed migraine reliever, but when that failed to work as well, I kind of overdosed. Mark rushed me here, and we've been here ever since."
Meredith nodded her head. "I see they had to pump your stomach many times and flushed out your system." Both of them nodded. "But they think that you're perfectly fine now, just that headache."
"Migraine," Mrs. Ackerman corrected Meredith.
"Of course. Well, I'm going to have Doctor Shepard come in and take an evaluation. He's our head of neurosurgery department." Meredith smiled at the couple and walked out flipping through the patient's history file.
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Christina stepped onto the elevator and was greeted by Burke. They were alone.
"Hi," she said meekly and rifled through her rounds' paperwork.
Burke just came closer and kissed Christina full on the mouth as his own personal greeting to her. He had been excited ever since she had told him that she was indeed moved in with him.
A surprised "oh" flew out of her mouth as she forgot all of her thoughts and dropped all five of the files. Burke pressed the emergency stop button and kissed Christina again. It was amazing; he kissed her like she was the only woman alive and Christina secretly loved it.
After about a minute, Burke pulled away and pushed the button again. The elevator jerked back into motion and both of them bent down to pick up Christina's papers.
They stood up as the doors opened and Burke passed by Christina to get off, "Good morning," was all he said and it made Christina shake her head and weak in the knees at the same time.
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Izzy had just come out of her second patient's room when she bumped into Alex.
"Whoops," she said and not only dropped her clipboard, but got a great feel of Alex's chest. God, she needed to get laid. She was this close to jumping all over Alex, and that was a very, very bad thing. Izzy had to restrain herself.
"You good, Stevens?" Alex asked when he returned her clipboard to her. Izzy nodded her head and then walked off with a blush on her face. "Didn't I grow up like fifteen years ago?" she mumbled to herself while glancing around to see if anyone was watching her.
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George saw Meredith heading towards the elevator with her hands full of patient's files.
"Hey! Let me help you," he said while rushing over to give Meredith a hand. She looked tired and out of sorts, but still in George's eyes she was beautiful. George knew why she was tired. She had been up late drinking in the bathtub. George had come in to brush his teeth when he had heard her hiccup behind the door. She had been on the edge of passing out, when he took the bottle of tequila away from her and poured it down the drain. Then he had picked her up and carried her to her room.
She had mumbled all the way about Derek. It made George sick to his stomach to see Meredith still hung up on him, when he, George, was right there eager to make her happy. After tucking her in, George had tried to go to bed, but all his thoughts were of Meredith.
"Thanks," Meredith said with a pained smiled. George could tell that she had a headache.
"No problem," George smiled back and then stepped onto the elevator with her. A couple of nurses were ridding up and so was Derek. He was playing with his Blackberry, so he didn't see them step on, but Meredith was looking at him. George could tell that she yearned to be alone with him.
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Addison had been paged by the Chief ten minutes ago. She didn't feel good today; maybe it had been the fact that she had thrown up this morning. Just like yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. Maybe she was pregnant…
No, she had thought about that before, and it was impossible, Derek and her had used protection and had only had sex a couple of times since Christmas. Shit.
She rushed up to the Chief's office to see what he wanted before he shipped her back to New York.
"Well it's about time," he said when she entered.
"I'm sorry, I was in a patient's room when you paged, and they had a lot of questions about the procedure."
"Oh yes, the conjoined twins. Well that should be fun. Do you have any intern in mind?"
"Well—" Addison started, but the Chief cut her off.
"Do not say Doctor Stevens, Doctor Shepard."
"Actually, I was hoping that she would be interested."
"She won't be," the Chief said coldly.
"But what if she will be?"
"Fine," the Chief said with a sigh after a minute of contemplation. "You can ask her, but do not let her slip back. You have got to break her of that habit."
"I know," Addison said solemnly.
"Now, why I called you."
"Yes?"
"I want to be updated on Doctor Bailey's conditions. If she comes in, send her home. I know she'll try to sneak sometime and—"
"I know, I know." Addison said, and then felt a little queasy.
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Alex, Izzy, Meredith, Christina, and George all rushed out to the newly arriving ambulance. Alex grabbed the chart and started talking to the paramedics, while George took the bloody young woman's pulse.
"She's weak," George announced to the team.
"No duh," Alex said with a roll of his eyes.
George blushed and then went on checking the young woman's vital signs. Meredith and Christina were pushing the cart. Izzy lagged behind with Alex to get the information from the paramedics.
"We got an anonymous call and found her inside in the bedroom. She was lying unconscious on the bed covered in blood. The sheets were tossed all around; it looked like there was a struggle of some sort. The police are investigating right now. You know the procedure." He gave a tired smile to both of them and Alex and Izzy walked off.
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"Boyfriend?"
"Date Rape?"
"GHB?"
Izzy, Alex, and Christina were throwing around ideas about the new arrival from the paramedics. They had cleaned her up with the help of only one nurse. The hospital was starting to feel the affects of the nurse's strike. Temporaries could only do so much.
The young woman was still unconscious, but breathing heavier now and more steadily with the help of a breathing tube. They were keeping track of her vitals while George and Meredith called the police.
"We can't run any tests before she wakes up or until we get a parents consent," Izzy said, and Alex and Christina looked over at her as if it was just stupid to say that aloud. "Sorry," she murmured.
"Well Meredith and George better find someone quick, 'cause she might not make it any longer," Alex said to the both of them.
"I'm guessing it's—" Christina was cut off by the sound of coughing.
The young woman was waking up and trying to breath on her own. Christina quickly rushed over and took the breathing tube gently out of her throat. The girl coughed some more; her eyes clenched in pain.
"It's okay," Izzy was saying while hovering over the young woman.
The girl regained composure and looked at the three doctors surrounding her bed.
"I'm Amanda Parker," she said quietly.
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Meredith and George walked back into the young woman's room to find her awake and staring around her like a startled deer caught in headlights.
"Hi," she said shyly when they came into the room. Izzy, Alex, and Christina spun around to find Meredith and George coming in. "I'm Amanda."
"Amanda Parker." Alex informed them. "She's seventeen, her parents are out of town, and she doesn't remember a thing."
"The only thing she remembers is that she invited her boyfriend over to hang out while her parents were down in San Francisco for the night," Christina finished.
"GHB?" Meredith asked Christina while coming over and taking a look at the monitor.
"I think so, but we need to take some blood work. However, it's going to be quiet hard, since we had to give her blood."
"Urine test?" George asked while coming up to Meredith's side.
"But that can't be positive," Izzy said while knitting her eyebrows together. She was distracted because Alex was standing dangerously close to her. Izzy looked over at Amanda, who looked scared, but was staring at her and Alex. Amanda and Izzy locked eyes and Amanda gave a small smile.
After a second, she piped up, "You think Mike gave me GHB?"
"Mike? Is that your boyfriend?" Alex asked. Amanda nodded.
"Most likely," Meredith said, "Did anyone else come over last night?"
"I don't remember, but I can give you Mike's number and you can call him." Amanda rattled off the number, and Alex went to go make the call.
After some more questioning and getting some answers, all left except for Izzy. Amanda looked at her curiously. "You like him don't you?"
"Like you?"
"Doctor Alex."
"Oh," Izzy said in surprise. "Why?"
"I noticed that you two had a thing going on."
"Really? You could sense that?" Izzy asked suddenly worried.
"Yeah, but I seem to always know when something like that is going on between two people," Amanda blushed a little and then coughed. Izzy went up to get her some water.
"So it's not really evident?"
"I don't think so, but I know he likes you. And I sensed some guilt in him. Did he do something to you before?"
Izzy reluctantly nodded. Was it possible that this seventeen year-old could hold the answer to her constantly running thoughts?
"Well he's sorry now. Have you forgiven him?"
"Of course!" Izzy said quickly.
"Out loud?"
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AN: Tell me what you think. I want to know if I should continue or not…but review quickly, because I want to get this out before Sunday night! Thanks!
