Prologue
A/N: I do not own any Grey's Anatomy characters, although I wish I did. This is just a prologue so it's kinda short. It was just something that came into my head as a ditch to get out of homework. So please read and review and I'll try to have chapter one up shortly.
Meredith Grey walks into Seattle Grace-Mercy West Hospital. It had been 3 months since that horrible day of the shooting. Even though the hospital hasn't changed since the shooting, Meredith still couldn't bring herself to look up at the catwalk. Derek was doing better, even though he wasn't ready to come back to work. He was healing very well, but emotionally and psychologically wasn't ready to come back to work.
"Hey, Mer! Wait up!" Cristina Yang screamed trying to get Meredith's attention.
"Hey Cristina. How's Owen doing?" Meredith asked walking towards the resident locker room.
"He's doing much better, thanks to you." Cristina opened the door and held it for Meredith.
"Well you are my person. We have to stick together don't we." Meredith and Cristina opened their lockers and were getting ready for the day.
"What are you two going all mushy about now?" Alex said rounding the corner from the other row of lockers.
"Well if it isn't Mr. I'm too macho to get a bullet out of my chest." Cristina egged Alex on.
"I'm going to rounds now you two, please behave." Meredith headed out of the door.
Meredith walked through the hospital, still reliving that day every time she rounded a corner. No matter how hard she tried, she would never forget how horrific that day was.