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Meredith gripped the phone tightly. She could not see how any of this was going to work. This situation was just so out of hand, so...unreal. She knew that she could not perform any operation with the limited experience she's had. And how could she make this not suspicious? Well he already was, she knew that. But he couldn't be. Not when...her eyes fluttered to George for a moment, but she quickly looked away. He couldn't be, not after what happened to George. That could not happen again. She was now more conscious of her friend lying feet away from her, and her heart started to ache and she had to stop herself from crying.
Her captor waited impatiently, the gun to Lexie's head. Lexie herself seemed to be holding her breath, waiting for something to happen. Most likely something bad. She knew what the chances of this working out were. And the fact that the gun was pointed at her head did not make her feel any better.
Back in the hospital Bailey was looking at Derek with a frown on her face. He really seemed to think that something bad was going on. She did wonder why Meredith was still gone. And where was O'Malley? He was supposed to bring back the keys and he never did.
"Where are you?" Derek asked. "Why can't you just come ask me? You can show me exactly what you're talking about."
"I can't," she said. "It's easier if you just tell me right now."
"Why is it easier?"
"Derek, please. I need to know, I wouldn't be putting up this big a fight if I didn't."
"Meredith, what's going on?" he asked firmly. She was trying to fake that everything was fine, but she was doing a very bad job of it.
"No," Meredith said at once. "It's fine. Just tell me what to. Can you just help me? Please?"
He looked at Bailey, who was waiting impatiently to know what was going on. He looked away from her and sighed.
"Explain this to me again."
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"Damn it Lexie," Cristina said irritably. Her intern still hadn't answered her pages, nor had Cristina seen her anywhere. It seemed like everyone was gone. She hadn't seen Meredith either.
"Cristina," she heard Izzie say, and turned around to see Izzie coming up behind her. "Hey, have you seen George at all?"
"No," Cristina said shortly. "Have you seen Lexie? She's been ignoring me all day and I can't put up with that."
"I haven't seen her," Izzie said.
"Well if you find her tell her to get her ass over here, I'm not looking for her anymore," Cristina said firmly and, turned away.
"And if you see George-" Izzie started, but Cristina said, "Yeah," and continued on her way.
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"Now you know the risks that are involved in this," Meredith heard Derek say. Yes, she knew, she wasn't stupid. There were so many risks, and they were all counting against her. The man lying there in front of her had a bullet lodged in him, very near his spine. One wrong move and he would be paralyzed. That was if she could even do anything at all. He was going to die if they didn't get this bullet out. And he would most likely die if they tried. Things were just not looking up. Meredith saw no light at the end of the tunnel. She saw a gun shoved in her face.
"You would have to be extremely careful. You wouldn't want the patient to be paralyzed."
I know that, Meredith thought desperately. "So tell me everything that I would need. If I wasn't in an OR."
You wouldn't be doing this if you weren't in an OR, he thought to himself. But the question had significance, this he could tell. Why would she need to know this so bad?
"Okay," he said slowly. This situation was making him uncomfortable. But he might as well play along until he got a better answer, or she slipped up and clued him in on what was really going on.
Meredith looked at the gunman, who looked back sternly. Lexie was now just standing there limply, also staring at Meredith with that wide-eyed expression of fear. But there also seemed to be a hopeless look in her eyes. Meredith noticed Lexie's eyes flicker to George, lying dead on the ground. Meredith could almost hear her thoughts. I guess that'll be me next.
Meredith listen closely to Derek's beginning instructions. She tried to motion to the gunman to let Lexie go so she could help, but he did not move. He did not seem to trust her.
She'll need to help me, Meredith mouthed to the man, impatience and desperation extinguished from her voice. He gave her a searching look, apparently wondering if he should let her go or not. His trust was limited, but his need to see his brother leave was great. He finally let Lexie go and she stumbled, surprised. She never thought that she'd ever be let go, and she'd already given up. She caught herself before she fell and straightened up quickly.
"What's going on here?" a voice suddenly sounded behind Bailey and Derek, making them both jump. They turned to see the chief of surgery standing there, looking curious. Bailey and Derek looked at each other. Meredith gripped the phone tighter on the other end, hearing the familiar voice. Just what she needed. Another person involved.
