It was dark. I couldn't see anything. There's a sensation going through my body that I can't describe. If I still have a body. I can't feel anything. I'm not sure how much time has passed. It's so dark.
And then, I feel it.
A blanket being pulled off of me.
I open my eyes and I'm blinded by the sun seeping through a window. A pillow was thrown at me and I turn to see where it came from. What I see leaves me speechless.
Standing right it front of me is a completely naked woman wrapped in a blanket. Not just any woman though. My angel. Ellie.
Wait. Ellen. Naked. I look down at myself, just now realizing that I am naked as well. We didn't. Did we? We slept together? I open my mouth to say something but she beats me to it.
"This is...humiliating on so many levels. You have to leave." she says giggling. I look at her confused. So we slept together and she found it humiliating? Ouch.
"I'm sorry?" I ask bewildered.
"Seriously. You have to go, I'm late. Which isn't what you want to be on your first day of work so..." she replies blushing.
Late? For her first day of work? If I wasn't completely lost before, I am now.
"Look, I'm gonna go upstairs and take a shower, okay, and when I get back down here, you won't be here, so, um, goodbye...um..."
And then I catch on. She is messing with me. Pretending like we are our characters. I smile and decide to play along. I extend my hand forward.
"Derek." she takes me hand and shakes it.
"Derek. Right. Meredith." she replies.
"Meredith" I say giggling.
"Yeah, well it was nice meeting you Derek." she says already running up the stairs.
That's weird. We are on set. In Meredith's house. Why did we sleep together on set? And why can't I remember? The last thing I remember is shooting the season 2 finale with Ellen. Now I'm standing naked in the living room of Meredith's house.
I grab the pants lying on the floor and put them on. I walk out the front door and look around expecting to be outside of the studio. Instead I'm outside of a house. I walk to the car and get in. When I turned the car on, the GPS already had a route pulled up. I stare at it confused when suddenly I hear the speakers say, "Hello Patrick. I'm sure you're very confused by now. Well let me explain what has happened. You have been sent through dimensions to the Greys Anatomy world. Here, you will be Derek Shepard. We have sent you here so you can become closer to your character and better understand him. Do not worry about yourself in the real world. You have not died. You are just in a comatose state. Once we feel you fully understand your character, we will send you back home where you will awake fully healthy. We may decide to throw a few twists your way but do not worry, they won't change much. Have fun." The gps tells me.
I am completely shocked. I'm living as Derek? What about Ellen? She must be so worried.
Before I can think anything else, the car starts to move. I try to step on the brakes and moving the wheel but I realize I have no control over the car. So I just sit there, helpless.
15 minutes later, the car pulls into the parking lot of SGH. I get out of the car and head inside. Like the evil machine said, I can't leave until I fully understand the life of Derek Shepard.
The strangest thing about all of this is, everything Derek knows is in my head. A history of him that goes so far back, I wouldn't have even known about it. I remember all of his sisters' birthday parties, the crushes he had in middle school, the times he fell off of his bike and scraped his knee or elbow. I even know all of the history with Sloan and Addison. I have the mind of Derek Shepherd. And with that, comes the mind of a neurosurgeon. I've never known so much knowledge before and it feels great!
Now, halfway through day one of this weird world, here I am, talking to another doctor about a patient's tumor. The words flow effortlessly out of my mouth. I turn and glance to my left. I had to do a double take. I swear I always forget how beautiful she is. Ellen.
Oh. Wait. I forgot.
Meredith. Damn this is going to take some getting used to. Before I can even step in Meredith's direction, she is gone. Already half way down the hallway in the opposite direction. I excuse myself and run after her. If I was sent here to learn more about my character, I wonder if anyone else was. I have to find out. I grab her arm and pull her into an empty stairwell.
"Hey! !" she say sternly.
"Dr. Shepherd?" I ask. I'm trying to figure out if this is Ellen or Meredith.
"Yes. Dr. Shepherd. We need to pretend that this morning never happened." So Meredith. Great.
I look at her and smile. I have Meredith. Who looks like Ellen. And she isn't married. I could have some fun with this.
"Stop looking at me like that!" she says.
"Like what?"
"Like you've seen me naked. Dr. Shepherd, this is inappropriate. Has that ever occurred to you?" She walks away. I sigh. I need to go see if anyone else from the cast is here. I head out the door and down the hall in search of anyone from the cast.
The elevator doors open and out walks Chandra Wilson. Miranda Bailey. I walk up to her and grab her shoulders. I stare deep into her eyes trying to see something. Anything. A look of confusion maybe. But all I see is a look of annoyance.
"Can I help you?" She says with sass. Huh. It's funny. I still can't tell if it's Miranda or Chandra.
"Chandra?" I whisper. She looks at me with the same pissed off face.
"I don't have time to play games with you, Dr. Shepherd. I have interns running all over the place. Now if you wouldn't mind letting me go."
I slowly let go of her shoulders and she walks away. It's hopeless. There's no one else here but me. I look around the floor and notice that Cristina keeps staring at me.
Well it wasn't written in the script but maybe Cristina secretly has a crush on Mcdreamy. Wouldn't that be weird. I think to myself laughing at the thought. I continue to search for other cast mates. Justin Chambers? No he doesn't look lost like I probably do. Katie? I don't even know where she is.
In the middle of my search, Cristina appears in front of my fave out of no where. She stares at me and I stare back. Suddenly, she pulls me into an on call room.
"Uh..." I say. She just stared at me! This went on for what felt like forever.
"Patrick?" she said unsure. At first I was confused. And then I smiled and hugged her.
"Finally!" I said with joy. She hugged me back and started laughing.
"Oh! Sorry...uh."
I turned around and came face to face with a very confused, red faced Meredith. Uh oh.
"Mer, it's not what it looks like." I said quickly.
"No! I'm sorry. I should've knocked. I just...sorry." she said quickly walking out. I turn back to Sandra who looked equally as helpless.
"You need to go fix this. We'll talk later." she said pushing me out the door. I walk down the hallway looking for Meredith. I stop by George and ask him, "Hey, I'm looking for Dr. Grey. Have you seen her?" He blushes and looks down at the chart he is holding and then back up at me.
"Uh, no. No I haven't. But you might want to ask Dr. Yang. They seem to be close. I mean not that Dr. Grey and I aren't close because we are. I mean not that close but we are friends. We talked once..." I interrupted him, "O'Malley, stop talking." I told him.
"Right. Good idea." He said embarrassed. I down the hallway. I turn right and run right into a tiny frame.
"I'm sorry!" she says.
"Yeah, you've said that already." I say looking down at Meredith. She looks up at me and blushes.
"I really am sorry about barging in earlier. I didn't...I should've...sorry." she rambled. I stop her.
"Mer, there's nothing going on between me and Dr. Yang. " I say reassuringly. "You are a handful as it is. I can't handle another female in my life." I laugh.
"I'm not..we aren't a thing. We aren't exclusive. You're my boss."She says grabbing a stack of files and walking into the elevator. I follow knowing what this conversation will lead to.
"Do you want to go out with me?" I ask once the elevator doors close.
"I'm not dating you. And I'm definitely not sleeping with you again. Like I said, you're my boss." she said firmly. I grin trying to remember my lines from the very memorable scene.
"I'm your boss's boss."
"You're my teacher. And you're my teacher's teacher. And you're my teacher." she says.
"I'm your sister, I'm your daughter." I murmur.
"You're sexually harassing me."
"I'm riding an elevator." I say smirking.
"Look, I'm drawing a line. The line has been drawn. There's a big line."
"So this line." I say stepping closer to her. "Is it imaginary or do I need to get you a marker?"
She turns to look at me. I stare back at her and try to mesmerize her with my Mcdreamy stare.
"A marker would be nice." She says smirking as she exits the now opened elevator door. I stare at her as she walks away. Well that didn't go as planned. Did I do something wrong? She was supposed to kiss me...
"Ooh. Did Mcdreamy get a kiss?" Sandra says staring at me.
"Shut up." I say walking past her. She follows me.
"Woah what's wrong with you?" she says seriously.
"I don't know why she didn't kiss me. Everything was exactly right. She had the files. We talked about the line and the marker and I did the Mcdreamy stare." I said agitated.
"Maybe that's the reason. You were expecting it to happen. Derek wasn't expecting it. You have to be Derek." she says. She's right. I have to step into Derek's shoes.
"Dr. Shepherd, patient in room 107 needs to be discharged." A nurse tells me handing me a chart. Alrighty then. Let's get started. I make my way to room 107. Patients name is Viper, here for a biking accident. Abdominal lacerations and internal bleeding.
As I approach Viper's room, I stop outside of his window. Inside, I see Meredith. Kissing the patient. He walks out and approaches the nurse's station. I walk into the room and lean on the doorframe staring at Meredith.
"Do you kiss all of your patients, Dr. Grey?" I ask smirking.
"What are you, jealous?"
"I don't get jealous." I say confidently. When in fact I was jealous. I don't like seeing someone who looks like Ellen kissing someone else. But that's Patrick. I'm Derek.
"Whatever." she says laughing as she walks out the door. I smile to myself, realizing how much Ellen really is like Meredith.
Ellen POV
(Author's Note: This part may be too violent for some viewers)
I'm not sure how much more I can handle. First Patrick went into a coma, then Chris decides to fight with me, and now, here I am, at the hospital with the cast once again. Only this time, Sandra is the one we are waiting for. I had gotten a call last night from Eric saying that they found her lying unconscious in her living room. My two best friends. I don't know what I'll do without them.
I have no where to stay tonight because I don't want to go home to Chris. Usually if Chris and I got into a fight, I would stay with Sandra or Paddie. But they're both here. So I don't know where to go.
The doctors still haven't figured out what is causing all of this. Could be a disease. Could be poison. The police are investigating everything. I feel very unsafe and alone. I need Patrick.
I decide that my best option is to just go home. I would rather be in my own bed than sitting in a hospital chair feeling lonely.
20 minutes late, I pull my car into my driveway and turn it off. I look out my window at Patrick's house and just sit there for a while thinking about him. I decided to get some rest and try to sleep my problems away. So I head inside my house and stop as soon as I walk in the door. Sleeping on the couch is Chris. Surrounded by at least 8 empty beer bottles.
I tip toe quietly up the stairs and make it about halfway up when I trip over an empty beer can on the step. I wince and look up, hoping that Chris is still asleep. Of course, with how my life is going right now, my hopes are useless. He groans, rubs his eyes, and sits up looking up at me.
"Sorry I woke you." I say, trying not to anger him.
"Where the hell have you been?" He says angrily. I don't answer. I just stood there in shock. He starts to walk towards me. I open my mouth to answer and then close it again, too afraid to say anything. By now he is standing right in front of me. So close that I can smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Answer me you little bitch!" He yells at me. His face was getting red. I can't let him think I'm scared. So I straighten up and say, "Chris, you're drunk. Just go back to bed."
"You think you can boss me around? Huh?" He grabs my forearm and squeezes it until it turns white. I yelp in pain.
"Yeah. I'm making you scream now. Not Patrick. He isn't making you scream. He isn't your boyfriend. I am." He says.
"Chris, you're hurting me. Let go!" I shout at him.
"You don't tell me what to do. I'm the boss." He says gripping tighter. I can see my own blood running down my arm onto his hand. Suddenly, he throws me down the stairs by my arm. I whimper with pain and cry knowing no one is coming to save me. Chris makes his way down the stairs and tells me to stand up. When I fail to do so, he kicks my side and yanks me up by my hair. He tears open my blouse and yanks down my pants. There I stood, half naked and bloody while my boyfriend continued to hit and rape me and all I could think of was Patrick. I wish he were here to save me. And then I blacked out from all of the pain.
Wow. Sorry for such a long chapter! Hope you don't mind. Comments make my day!
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