A/N: Okay so I have no business starting a new story when my other one (5 Lessons) is on hiatus, but I was rewatching season 3 of Grey's and came up with this idea. And well, any good writer knows how foolish it is to ignore a story idea thats fighting to be written down.

Futurefic, no pairings, just a nice little twoshot. If you are a very attentive Grey's fan you'll know who the main character is from the start. If you are a smart Grey's fan you'll figure it out by the end of the chapter. If you are just a curious fan stay tuned and it'll all piece together by the end of the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just Greg and the idea.

Twenty years had passed, twenty long years and yes, Lisa was still scarred, but as far as anyone else was concerned she was fine. She was going to be a doctor now and not just any doctor, a surgeon. In fact tomorrow was her first day as a surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital.

Lisa had been to Seattle Grace once before, exactly twenty years ago, but she didn't want to remember that. Just being there back then was so traumatic that made herself promise to never get too hurt or sick again so she wouldn't have to relive her experience at the hospital.

The incident was a horrible and unforgettable one yet it had one good impact on Lisa, it left her with one memory she wouldn't let herself forget. It was one of a nice woman, a doctor, who had kept her safe while others, grown-ups, were shouting and crying and dying. It was one that gave her the feeling that that she too would be a doctor some day, without a single doubt.

Tonight Lisa was not intimidated the slightest by Seattle Grace Hospital, for tonight was the ever-famous mixer; a party for all the new interns before they begin their first ever-tiring, ever-draining shift as 'real doctors'.

Lisa wore a slim, black dress that didn't really suit her, since she was very pale as it was. Her naturally blond hair, which she normally braided into two braids, sat loosely in waves right below her shoulders. She didn't look perfect but she felt good enough and that was a miracle in itself.

Lisa found the mixer only somewhat entertaining, the music was nice, the food was okay and she'd even got a chance to talk with a few people; an intern from peds, one from psych, though most of her time was spent searching for one specific person.

There she was! After a short while of looking, Lisa had found her… the Chief of Surgery. Lisa studied the Chief's face from a distance. She had aged, which was expected of course, still Lisa recognize her features that stayed constant no matter what.

Her eyes still twinkled despite her constant look of uncertainty and her smile was still warm and sincere as it had been twenty years ago. Yes, this was for sure Meredith Grey.

Lisa's heart began to race, this was it, this was her. Would Meredith remember her? Well there was only one way to find out. Hesitantly, Lisa took her first step but before she could get anywhere near Meredith, it was too late. Someone else had approached her, and Lisa went back to the concession table, where she stood earlier.

'What would it matter if I just intruded for one second?' Lisa thought to herself. No! She would not be known as the stupid intern who interrupted and accidentally set off the Chief before even starting her first shift. She would just have to wait patiently.

Fifteen minutes had past before Lisa decided to take another stab at it. Just as began to move she was stopped once again. A young man, obviously an intern, stood right in her way.

"H-hi, I'm Greg, Surgical intern," his hand shot out for a hand shake.

"Oh, uh, hi. Lisa. Also in Surgery"

"Cool, I'm from Seattle how 'bout you?" he looked nervous but Lisa didn't seem to notice, her eyes were still fixated on Meredith.

"Yeah, me too, lived here all my life"

"I mean one of my choices was San Diego. I could've gone to San Diego, but you know Seattle's home" He began to realize that she wasn't really listening but he persisted, "So what made you want to become a surgeon?"

Lisa comprehended the question and switched from one daze to another…

Seattle's cold air smacked little Lisa in the face. By the water the weather was even worse. It was complete chaos all around her. She was lost. She was scared and all she could do was rely on a kind stranger. Doctors were supposed to be nice though, so she had to trust that she would be safe soon. All she had to do was wait.

Once the doctor was done with her job she would take Lisa to her mom.

"Sweetie, listen to me," she heard the doctor's sweet yet panicked voice sound from behind her, "I need you to turn around. I know I told you to face away from me but we need to work together to save this man. I don't talk either when I get scared. I don't...talk when bad things happen. You don't have to say anything but I need your help."

Lisa turned around silently, despite the whole mess going on around, she felt slightly comforted, "Okay. Don't look down. Don't look at the blood. Look at me. Look at me. Can you be my assistant?" Lisa nodded. "Okay, good. I can't move my hands from where they are right now so I need you to go over to my kit and pull out the things they look like, um, like tweezers. You know what your mommy uses to pull a splinter out with?"

The doctor's job seemed to take forever, but Lisa couldn't help but think how brave she was.

"We saved him. You helped." She said once she was just about finished, "We just have to bandage him up and find someone to take him to the hospital and then we're gonna find your mom, okay"

Lisa jumped. By the time she had pulled herself back to reality, Lisa noticed that Greg had moved on to talk with other people. That's when she knew she had to get out of here. She seemed to recall a bar somewhere nearby.

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