"I even had an intern call every ER in the city to make sure she wasn't hit by a bus. There's just no explanation"
As soon as the words left my mouth I wished I could rephrase that. Sure I was pissed at her, could even go as far as to say I hate her right now, but I wouldn't want to wish that on anyone. As we continued to talk to Nicky's father his words reverberated in my head.
"Do you know what it's like having your child taken from you just like that?"
As I excused myself from the conversation, my thoughts drifted to Zola. She was up in day care playing obliviously, unaware that in a few hours her world could be knocked down and taken apart. I checked my phone for the umpteenth time this afternoon. Still no calls or messages from Meredith. As much as I can't look at her right now, if we wanted any chance at keeping Zola, she needed to undo her little vanishing act. Just then Dr. Leroy, the intern I'd assigned to call all the ERs in the city approached me.
"Dr. Shepherd sir, none of the ERs have a Meredith Grey or a Jane Doe that matches her description. However there is an incoming trauma, hit and run victim, who will probably need your attention."
"Thank you Dr. Leroy, keep me updated if any of the ERs have any news." I walked away taking the long route to avoid Janet the social worker. The ER was chaos from the massive sinkhole earlier that day. I grabbed a pair of gloves from one of the nearby carts and headed out to the ambulance bay. Hunt and Bailey were already out there as were Karev and Yang who was staring poor Alex down. Upon hearing my arrival Hunt turned to me.
"ETA 3 minutes, hit and run victim that's all we know." Upon noticing my arrival, Cristina's glare turned to me. I tried to ignore it but damn the girl could stare in a way that would make Bailey proud.
"Who in good conscience can hit a person with their car and drive away like that." Bailey asked. She didn't get an answer because in that moment the ambulance pulled up. The driver hopped out and headed towards us.
"Jane Doe, about 35, hit and run victim, witnesses say she flew about 15 feet in the air and landed on her chest a good 30 from where she was hit. Obvious signs of head trauma and blunt force trauma to the chest and abdomen." He paused as he opened the doors to help get the gurney out. "Unconscious upon arrival, intubated in the field. Tachycardic and low BP." The paramedics wheeled the gurney out of the patient was strapped onto a backboard and wearing a cervical collar with the intubation tube sticking from her mouth. were attached to her arms and there was blood everywhere Everyone took their places, myself included, beside the gurney until we heard Cristina gasp.
"It's Meredith!"
A/N Boom welcome to my story. I hope you liked the prologue. A lot of you have probably gotten here from my other story Tables are Turned. If not i suggest you read that too although there is no link between these two stories. to clear a few things up Meredith never took Zola. Also I was to lazy to look up the exact quotes it's a little bit generalized. There will be a somewhat happy ending but not without the usual emotional rollercoaster. Please leave a review and stay tuned for the next chapter.