Chapter Two

The next morning, Meredith and Maggie were in the car when Amelia got in the back seat.

"Do you think we can try being on time one day?" snapped Meredith from the driver's seat.

"Sorry!" said Amelia.

"She's in a mood," explained Maggie.

"What kind of mood?"

"She's been having this dream," Maggie began.

"I'm not in a mood! And don't talk like I'm not sitting right here!" Meredith snapped.

Ignoring her, Amelia asked, "What kind of dream?"

Maggie turned in her seat to answer Amelia with just a look.

"Oh! Really! A sex dream! Meredith is having sex dreams? Who are they about?"

Annoyed, Meredith answered her. "I'm not having sex dreams!" She sighed, and relented. "They're more like pre sex dreams."

"It didn't work?" asked Maggie.

"What didn't work?" Amelia wanted to know.

"No, and I had the dream three more times last night."

"What didn't work?" Amelia repeated.

Meredith sighed, then filled Amelia in on the dream and the inability to learn the identity of her mystery man.

"Maybe you're not meant to know who it is."

Meredith looked in the rear view mirror at her sister in law. "What do you mean?"

"Maybe it just means that you need a good fling. It has been a while since you were flung! Maybe the dream is just telling you to let your lady live a little!"

Despite herself, she felt the heat rise in her cheeks as a small smile escaped her. "As charming as that sounds, I just have this…feeling."

"What kind of feeling, Mer?" Maggie asked.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. She wasn't comfortable talking about her feelings, and that never seemed to get easier with her sisters. Oddly enough, the only person she felt comfortable talking to about her feelings was her person, Alex.

"I can't explain it, really. But it's just this feeling that this dream is trying to tell me something. Like I'm missing something." She saw them exchange glances. "I know how it sounds, but I also know I'm right."

They rode the rest of the way to the hospital in silence. Meredith pulled into her parking space as Maggie and Amelia gathered their things and got out of the car. As she reached in to grab the last of her things, Maggie saw Meredith still sitting, staring straight ahead.

"Mer?" she said, gently.

Meredith sat for a minute, unable to will herself to move. She needed to shake this feeling. Something was off and she knew it. She hadn't revealed the entirety of her feeling to her sisters, partly because she knew they would just worry which would make Maggie hover and Amelia talk too much, but also because she was afraid to verbalize it. She felt like her whole world was about to implode.

She looked at Maggie, who already had concern plastered on her face. She gave her a forced smile. "I'm fine. Let's go."