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How could this be happening?

How on earth could she be an intern?

Meredith clawed at her hair as she sunk down to the floor of her shower. Her legs were too weak to stand up on.

It was 2011 when she went to sleep, and when she woke up it was 2005.

She felt like she could throw up. In fact, there was a good chance that she would if she didn't get a hold of herself quickly.

"How could this happen?" she whispered to herself once again, looking around the shower where Derek had accompanied her many times before in the past. "I wish I knew...

She traield off, thinking over what she had just said.

"I wish I could just go back to those days!"

Meredith gasped as it hit her like a ton of bricks.

"Back to when it was all so simple."

Her hand shot up and turned the water off in one swift movement and she forced herself out of the shower.

"Back to when it was all so simple."

"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no."

"Back to when it was all so simple."

"No!" Meredith shrieked. "There is nothing simple aout this!"

If this was the day that Derek said it was, then she was about ot be late for work. Without even thinking, she walked straight out into her bedroom and looked through her old outfits, easily picking out which one she had worn on her first day. How could she forget?

"There has to be an explanation for all of this. Derek must be trying to teach me a lesson," she whispered ot herself, but knew that this was all to crazy to be a prank.

She had to get to the hospital and find Cristina. She could probably help. Right?


She hadn't drove this car in a long time. Now, Derek and her usually drove to work together in his SUV.

Literally, just yesterday Derek was driving them to work in his car.

"Meredith," Deek said, interupting thier silent car ride.

Meredith turned ot him with a huge smile. "Yes?" she asked, not able to hide the glint in her eye.

Derek smirked, chuckling lightly. "What are you so happy about?"

Meredith giggled and replied sarcastically. "i don't know what you're talking about," she lied.

"Yes you do," Derek shot back at her and reached over to tickle her side from his seat. She started cracking up and pushed his hand back to the wheel. "You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"Okay fine," Meredith gave in. "I think I'm pregnant."

Derek's smile faded for a moment before bouncing back full-force. "Do you know for sure?"

"No... but I can feel it. And based on what happened with the bomb, we both know that my feelings mean something."

Derek grabbed her hand. "I hope you're right."

It took her a moment to realize that she was sitting in a parked car, staring out at nothing.

Meredith took a deep breath and then grabbed her purse and walked out of the car, starting off towards the building.

She just couldn't seem to walk through those front doors though.

Instead, she pressed her back against the wall and turned away from them.

But as she looked looked into the distance, she saw a nurse pulling up in her car that had used to work at the hospital.

Olivia. She easily remembered her. The girl who gave George Syphilis. She had left the hospital and moved to another state when she had gotten too many people angry with her.

But wait a second... if she was here... then was George...

No! Meredith quickly stopped herself. He couldn't be! Impossible!

But then again, everything else had seemed impossible this morning too.

Meredith pulled her cellphone out of her purse with shaky hands and searched through her contacts. His name wasn't added yet, but she could never forget his number.

She had called it many times after his death just to hear his voice in the recording, but evntually when she called it the number became disconected after his mother had accidentally called it and gotten heartbroken at the voice she heard. So they had the number disconected and given out to a new person.

Meredith bit her lip as she dialed in the ten digits that used to be his number and then pressed it to her ear.

Ring...

Holy crap it's ringing.

Ring...

Meredith, this is stupid. Just hang up.

Ring...

Just hang up before some person you don't know picks up.

Ring...

That's it, I'm hanging up right now

Ring- "Hello," an unsure, awkward voice answered.

Meredith screamed into the phone and heard an equally freaked out shout in responce ot hers on the other line. "Whoa! Geeze! Who is this-

Meredith through her phone and watched it slide across the ground and crack multiple times before tipping over into a drain.

She fell back against the wall, catching her breath. Now she knew for sure. There was no way that this could be a joke.

"Dude! Are you okay?" a voice asked her.

She turned to find a young version of her friend, watching her. His face was shaven, something she hadn't seen in a long time. In a way he looked... too clean.

He was staring at her with those curious eyes, that were easily moving into the flirting danger zone.

"Alex!" Meredith whispered to herself. "Thank God!"

She was sbout to hug him, but backed up into the wall when she saw the smirk on his face. He was getting ready to flirt with her.

"W-what are you doing?" Meredith stammered.

Alex leaned in closer to her, placing one hand on the wall next to her. "Anything you want baby," he responded.

Meredith's eyes widened and she gagged in disgust.

"What the hell! Alex it's me!" Meredith spat.

"Me who?" Alex asked, seductively.

"Me as in Meredith! You're friend!"

"Ooh, so we're friends now? Could we be more?"

She had forgotten how much of a gerk he had been before he met Izzie.

"Go talk to Izzie!" Meredith growled, pushing past him.

He rolled his eyes. "Oh come on, don't be like that."

Meredith ignored him and threw the front door open and strolled right through it with Alex directly behind her. "Hey wait up!" he called.

Meredith quickened her pace and ran down the stairwell, taking a left instead of the usual right and cutting through hallways and shortcuts that she knew of that Alex didn't yet.

She made it to the first O.R. that she had ever been inside in this hospital. The cheif was just finishing his speech.

"And two of you will be kicked out," he finished, his eyes snapping to Meredith as she burst through the door.

Alex stood in a corner, smirking at her. With all of the secret hallways she had taken, it had actually taken her longer than it took Alex to get there.

"Nice of you to join us. I would know you anywhere Dr. Grey," the cheif winked at her, stepping past her so he could make it to the hallway.

The immature ones- which was actually most of the interns- laughed quietly to themselves.

Meredith payed no attention to it, knowing that eventually they would all grow out of it.

The interns began to head to the lockers and Meredith unconciously followed behind them. When she caught the glimpse of dark curley hair, she quickly chased after it.

"Cristina," she called. "Cristina!"

"Hey, Meredith right?" a voice said from behind her, causing her attention to snap towards it.

Cristina looked around, trying to find the source of the voice, but Meredith was too caught up in the person that was standing right next to her to announce that she was the owner of it.

"George," Meredith whispered.

"Yeah," George said, looking at her with googly eyes. "I remember you from the 'mixer' thing. You were wearing that black dress with the slit on the side and those strappy sandles and, oh no, now you think I'm gay."

Meredith was just staring at him with wide eyes. "No I don't," she whispered, smiling through the tears in her glassy eyes. Her hand slowly reached forward and touched his cheek, quickly pulling it back when she realized how real he was.

"Um... what are you doing?" George asked, completely confused.

Meredith bit her knuckle, fighting tears. Without even thinking, she threw her arms around him quickly, feeling him tense, and then turning and running away before he could ask questions.

The tears started falling then. Meredith stumbled into the nearest bathroom and ran into one of the stalls where she fell to her knees and his her face in her hands.

"Hey," a voice said from outside the door.

Izzie. "Hey, you okay in there?"

A foot kicked the door lightly open. Meredith hadn't bothered to lock it earlier.

"Are you okay?" Izzie gasped.

Mereidth clenched her teeth in frustration and fear. Izzie stood over her, having her long blond hair with the side bangs back. She looked so young that it made Meredith's heart ache. That was the hair that she would crop to her shoulders in just a few years and soon after that she would begin to lose it from the chemo.

"Yeah," Meredith finally croaked out. "Just a bad day."

"And it barely even started," Izzie replied half-heartedly. "I got 'the natzi' as my resident," Izzie sighed.

"You mean Dr. Bailey?" Meredith asked, and then caught herself. "I have the same resident."

"You know," Izzie said, tryin got make conversation. "Who knows why they call her the natzi? Maybe it's proffesional jealousy. Maybe she's nice."

"Yeah," Meredith muttered, knowing that underneith all that 'Bailey' there was a kind woman who would soon have a son and act like she was their mother. "Maybe."

"I'm Izzie by the way."

Izzie reached down and Meredith accepted her hand without a second thought. Izzie helped her stand up."I'm Meredith," Meredith said.

"I would offer a hug, but you don't seem like the hugging type."

Meredith bit her lip. "I'm not," she sighed, wanting to hug the blond so badly. She had barely spoken to her at all within a year, and here she was standing right in front of her. She wasn't the Izzie that had been screwed up. She had never lost Denny yet; never had Cancer; never fallen in love; gotten married; ran out on her husband- Alex; never escaped all of them. She was still the good old Izzie that was one of her closest friends. The naive, sensitive, overly dramatic Izzie. "But I'll make an exception this one time," Meredith sighed and quickly pulled Izzie into a hug.

Izzie giggled. "Didn't expect that from Ellis Grey's daughter."

Meredith squeezed her eyes shut and then they snapped back open. Wait a second... if George was still alive... then so was her mother.

"Hello, you in there? Hello?" Izzie called, shaking Meredith who was still hugging her.

It was comforting to hug her friend who still wore that really strong perfume. "Y-yeah," Meresith stuttered. "I'm fine. Thanks Iz," she said and then her eyes got wider. "-zie, Izzie."

"Hey, let's go see this so called 'Natzi'."

Meredith gave the best smile that she could and followed Izzie out of the bathroom.

They quickly caught up with Cristina and George who Meredith couldn't keep her eyes off of. Alex hadn't been asigned to Bailey yet, Meredith remembered that.

"Hi," Meredith said to Cristina.

"Hey," Cristina responded unenthusiastically.

George was staring at Meredith strangely. "What was with the -um- hug?" he forced out.

"Just being friendly," Meredith responded.

"She's a hugger," Izzie giggled.

Cristina rolled her eyes. Meredith couldn't start off being this 'bright and shiny' acting if she wanted to win over Cristina who she needed the most out of all of this.

"No I'm not!" Meredith insisted. "I just... I don't know. It was nothing."

"Geeze, relax," Cristina said, rolling her eyes again.

That's when Dr. Bailey finally turned to them. "Hi, I'm Isabelle Stevens, but everyone calls me Izzie," Izzie said, reaching her hand out.

The de ja veus was so strong that Meredith got dizzy. She knew what was coming next.

"I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one, don't even bother suckin gup ot me. I already hate you, that's not gonna change...

A/N: So what'd you think? I have alot more planned out for this. I ended it here because it was getting to be a long chapter and I wanted to put it up.

I went back to watch the first episode to remember what the interns were like and OMG, amazing. I miss the old Grey's.