Meredith's POV
She was tired but happy. She just had finished a surgery, it was two in the afternoon and she planned on picking up her daughter and having lunch with her amazing husband. On her way to the daycare downstairs her cell rang. It was the social worker, Janet.
Hey Janet what's wrong?
I have to ask you anything
What is it?
Would you and Derek be willing to take in a temporary foster child?
Well I don't know I'd have to talk to Derek I guess
It would only be for a week or two and she's very smart and really sweet but she has epilepsy so not many people want to take her in.
Oh well I'll talk to Derek about I'll call back
Thank You, talk you later
She grabbed Zola and headed to Derek's Office and knocked on the door. You ready for she said poking her head in.
Yea just give me one moment to finish up this paper work up.
Great because Janet called and we need to talk. Derek jerked his head up. What did she say?
It wasn't anything about Zola. Derek looked relived. She just asked if we could take a foster child for a week or two. Apparently the little girl is really sweet and smart but she has epilepsy so not many people are willing to take care of her even for just a few weeks.
Well I guess if it's just for a few weeks we can take care of her. Great I'll call Janet back and then we can go to lunch.
Sounds great see you in a second.
Meredith went out to the hall to call Janet, who said she would drop her off at the hospital at four after the girl got out of school0.