"We're transferring her to Seattle Grace." Dr. Palm, the head of surgery at Boston General.
"What do you mean?" Dr. Nil, head of Neurosurgery.
"She wants to go to Seattle Grace. She works there. Her boyfriend is there."
"Do we know why she was here?"
"I'm sure that I don't care. I'm going to go call Richard Webber. He's the head of surgery there and apparently her step-father. Get her prepped for transport."
"Seattle is over eight hour by helicopter."
"She's stable. She appears to be fine. She can be transported." Dr. Palm said walking away.
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"Richard Webber." Richard said hoping for news on his step-daughter.
"Hello, Dr. Webber, I am Dr. Palm, head of surgery at Boston General. I'm calling regarding your step-daughter and employee."
"Oh, my god, is Meredith okay? We haven't heard from her in days and everyone is really worried."
"She got in an accident."
"What? What kind of accident?"
"She fell down a flight of stairs. She has been unconscious for a couple of days. She just woke up and is stable. As far as I can tell, she has no sign of memory loss, so I'm requesting we fly her over there."
"Yes, yes definitely."
"Alright then, she'll be on a helicopter in an hour."
He hung up the phone after thanking him and saying goodbye. Letting out a sigh of relief, he pushed the button so he could talk to Patricia.
"Patricia, can you page Doctors Sloan, Yang, O'Malley, Kerev, and Stevens, please?"
"Yes sir."
They all soon got in there.
"What's going on, Richard?" Mark asked looking around. Richard sighed but couldn't wipe the smile off his face.
"Meredith was in an accident in Boston."
"What?" They all yelled.
"She's fine. She fell down a flight of stairs and was unconscious for a few days, but Dr. Palm doesn't think there's any memory loss or anything. She's on her way home via helicopter."
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Eight hours later…
Richard was waiting on the roof for the helicopter to land. He wasn't allowing anyone else to be up there. Nobody was allowed near her until she was in the room. The helicopter appeared over the horizon and soon landed.
"How is she?" Richard asked as they pulled her out.
"She's stable and fell asleep on the way."
"Alright, thanks." Richard pushed her inside as she began to wake up.
"Richard?" She yawned.
"Hey." He smiled. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine." She said as they got on the elevator. They were silent for a few minutes until they got to the floor Meredith's room was on. He got her to the room before she spoke again. "Where's Derek?"
Richard's head shot up. "What?"
"Derek? Where is he? Can I see him?"
"Meredith, what are you talking about?"
"I need to see Derek. Oh, and can I still scrub in with Burke on his valve replacement in three days." Richard looked at her in horror.
"Meredith… what's today's date?" He gulped not wanting to hear the answer but knowing something was wrong. Something was really wrong.