Hey people!! This is my first fanfic so please be nice but I would appreciate it if you read and review! Thanks so much!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Grey's Anatomy, but you could say I own Danielle…
RING! RING! "Oh great. It's 9 o'clock on the only weekend I've had off in forever, and the phone rings," Meredith muttered as she reached to pick up the phone. "Hello? Yes, this is she. Yes… oh no! That's horrible! ... No, not in over 13 years." A long pause. "Are you saying… SERIOUSLY??" A yelp came from the bedroom next door as Meredith screamed.
"What?!" Izzie shouted.
"Hold on. Do I have to?" Meredith said back into the phone. "Yeah, I mean, he begged me to. God, are you serious? Okay. See you tomorrow. Bye."
"What?" Izzie persisted and walked into Meredith's bedroom. "What happened?"
"Thatcher- you know, my dad- he and his… second wife were in a car accident. He's dead," she stated harshly.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Izzie gave Meredith a great big bear hug.
"Really, it's no big deal. I haven't seen him in a really long time. Anyway, he left me something."
"Like an inheritence? Money?" Izzie blurted out.
"No," Meredith replied. "A daughter."