Now that I have figured out how uploading on this site works, I will be posting all of my fics here. I post primarily on Surgical Language and I find that I do really well on there. So I am going to take my chances and see how well I do on here. This is sad in the beginning, humorous, angst to a degree and full of fluffy goodness. This Merder and picks up from episode 4.11 also known as Rosegate…I appreciate all comments and criticism but keep in mind this is fiction so all information may not be accurate. Oh also this fic is finished so updates should be frequent. Now it is a beautiful day to read fics, let's have some fun!
The ringing of the telephone woke Meredith Grey from a deep slumber.
"Hello?" She said in a throaty voice.
"Is this Meredith Grey?" The unfamiliar voice asked.
"Yes. Who is this?" Meredith inquired.
"This is Ellen Thompson. I am Eric's mom." The voice informed her, breaking slightly and clogged with tears.
"Eric? My brother in law Eric? Did something happen?" Meredith asked.
"There was an accident…and Eric…he's gone." Meredith heard a sob.
"Oh God…and Molly?" Meredith said wide awake and panicked. She had formed a close relationship with Molly the year before. They had both been having a rough time then, what with Laura and her health problems and Meredith and her broken heart which had led her to transfer to a hospital in Portland closer to Molly and Laura. They formed a support system which both had desperately needed. Molly had moved back to Seattle with Eric two months before while Meredith had stayed in Portland.
"They are working on her now. Laura is hurt too but they haven't determined how bad yet. I need you to come here to Seattle. Molly has been asking for MereBeth and Lexiline."
Meredith smiled at the nicknames Molly had given to her and Lexie to irritate them. She had taken Meredith Elizabeth and Alexandra Caroline and made corny cheesy nicknames for them. She took her role as the irritating little sister very seriously.
"Have you called Lexie?"
"She is on her way as soon as she can get a flight. Please tell me you are coming." Ellen begged.
"Of course I am…I can be there in two and a half hours. Which hospital is she at?" Meredith asked already jumping up to throw things in her bag.
"Seattle Grace."
Meredith paused. Seattle Grace. The place she had fled from the year before when the pain of seeing Derek move on had become to painful. All the therapy in the world couldn't have healed her of seeing that everyday. She still kept in touch with Cristina and the others, with the unspoken rule to not ever speak of Derek. And now here she was going back.
"I am on my way."
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Ellen hung up the phone and took a shaky breath. She settled her gaze on the door to the room where they were working on her daughter in law. She looked down at her hands and prayed silently for a miracle. For both her daughter and her granddaughter, wherever she was in this hospital. They had stabilized her rather quickly. Most of the impact had hit the front and Laura had been nestled in the back.
"Ma'am?" A kind voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Yes. How is she?" She said bolting to her feet.
"I am Dr. Miranda Bailey. Mrs. Thompson is in very serious condition. She has head trauma, several broken bones and internal bleeding. We have stabilized her but we won't know the extent of her injuries until we do a CT. Once we have made a steady diagnosis we will know more. However, she is going to have to have several major surgeries to repair all of her injuries. Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Webber, Dr. Torres and myself will take her into surgery soon and we will do everything we can to help her. I have to ask, who is in charge of her medical decisions?"
"Oh…well with Eric…I am guessing it will be one of her sisters. They are on their way. One of them lives in Boston and one in Portland. Why?"
"Ma'am, even with all of the advances in medical technology we don't always save everyone.
Her heart appears to be strong but if her head injuries are as bad as we think, she may fall into a coma or worse and we will need someone who will consent to her medical wishes."
"Okay…oh god…she may die…and…oh" Ellen said, gasping for breath. She couldn't lose Molly. She had already lost Eric and two years ago her dear husband.
"We will do everything we can for Mrs. Thompson." Dr. Bailey stressed to Ellen.
"Molly…Her name is Molly. She always said that I was Mrs. Thompson…she was too young." Ellen laughed weakly.
"I will keep you updated on Mrs…Molly's condition."
"Thank you."
Bailey nodded and turned to walk away.
"Dr. Bailey?"
"Yes Mrs. Thompson."
"She has a little girl…she just turned one. She needs her mother and I was diagnosed with cancer four months ago. Laura needs her mother."
Dr. Bailey nodded again and disappeared around the corner.
Ellen rubbed her arms and prayed to God that Molly would be alright.
