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"There's nothing more that we can do. Call it Dr. Grey."

"B-but... it was supposed to work. This surgery is s-so simple. I just."

"Dr. Grey, call it."

"But Dr. Hunt, what if we-

"She's got no pulse! There is nothing more that we can do! Look at me Meredith! We lost her. Now please call it."

"I... I can't."

"Time of death 12:36. I'm sorry Dr. Grey."

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Meredith opened her eyes and stared straight up at the ceiling, watching her bedroom walls stare back at her. As if the empty house and the boxes weren't enough, when she walked into her room and saw the wall behind her bed that had no diagram of a tumor and no post it in a picture frame, she practically melted. She had to dig through the boxes in her closet until she was finally able to find something decent to sleep in and then she climbed into bed and pulled the covers high over her face and hid from the world. Each time the house creaked, she jumped. Once, in her sleep she had reached out to pull Derek's arms around her in protection but came back empty and remembered her unfortunate mishap that she was currently stuck in.

Now, she hugged the blankets tightly around her as her eyes constantly darted around the room. Her alarm had gone off but her next shift didn't start until that night and she had nothing to do. She had set her alarm just so she could get up early and get out of the house as soon as she could. She showered quickly and then dressed in an old pair of jeans that she gave away two years ago and a green top that Lexie had shrunken in the wash last year.

She ran out of the house and straight to her car where she sped off towards a library. She wasn't watching where she was going at all. That's why she went straight through a stop sign, nearly crashing into another car. "Crap!" she cried, swerving off her side of the road and into the next lane.

Another car was coming right at her. She swerved back into the other lane and the car spun until it came to a halt at the side of the road. People were honking and one man flipped her off while yelling a word that Cristina called the word of last resort.

Meredith flopped forward, purposely hitting her head repeatedly against the wheel and hitting the horn.

If I die, will I wake up back in my residency body again?

"Hey!" someone called and a knocking sound came from Meredith's window.

Her head snapped up and she gasped out loud, only to find a face that made her stomach flip-flop. She literally screamed a high-pitched scream and landed back in her seat.

"Geese! I didn't mean to scare you!"

Meredith hand landed on the button below the window that rolled it down. "Are you okay?" the woman asked, giving her big young concerned eyes.

Meredith had an image of those eyes in her head, one that Alex described to her once. He said they stared out into nowhere, unmoving and very much unalive. They were half open and blood shot which clashed against her pale, lifeless flesh.

"R-R-Reed," Meredith stammered.

"How did you know my name?" the red-head asked in pure confusion.

"I um... I... do you have a minute?"

"For what?" Reed asked, gaining back that stubborn attitude that Meredith knew her to have.

Meredith opened her mouth to explain. Here's someone who I haven't met yet! Maybe she'll believe me! But then her mouth slammed shut.

"Never mind," Meredith mumbled.

Stupid idea!

Meredith began to roll the window up but Reed threw her hand out in protest. "You wanna grab a coffee?"

Her eyes widened in pure shock. "Really? But why?"

"Because number one- I can tell when someone needs a friend. And number two- you seem oddly familiar. Starbucks isn't far from here."

"I'll meet you there," Meredith quickly agreed.

"Alright. See you in a few. Careful driving."

"Will do."

Reed pushed her short hair behind her ear and then turned to leave. Meredith quickly set the car into drive and pulled back out onto the road, driving to the Starbucks where she and Cristina would sometimes by coffee. It was barely five minutes away, and Meredith arrived there before she knew it. But she had to take a moment before she actually got out of the car to catch her breath and think over what she was about to do.

She'll never believe me!

Meredith carefully stepped out of her car and headed into Starbucks where Reed was sitting at a table, sipping a cappuccino. Meredith walked straight to the table. "Aren't you gonna get a coffee?"

"I can't stomach anything at the moment," Meredith admitted.

Reed shrugged. "Your loss um... um..."

"Meredith," Meredith quickly introduced herself. "We really don't have to do this if you don't want."

"Do what? I barely know why I'm even here. So why don't you just tell me?"

"Do you believe in the supernatural or whatever?" Meredith asked slowly.

Reed cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. "The supernatural?"

"Or stuff along that nature?"

Reed shrugged. "Why?"

"Because I somehow... I time traveled."

Reed reached for her purse slowly. "I don't have time for this."

She began to stand. "You're name is Reed Adamson!" Meredith announced quickly. "You are... 26 years old! You are a doctor and you work and Mercy West. You just started your internship. Please believe me!"

Reed slowly sunk back into her chair. "Alright..." she choked out."Are we good friends in the future?"

Meredith shook her head sorrowfully. How the hell do you tell a person that they're going to be shot?

"We worked together."

"Worked? As in past tense? And then you screamed when you saw me! So am I... holy... shit you are from the future aren't you?"

Meredith nodded her head as tears sprang to her eyes. "I really want to get back," she whimpered. "I'm gonna need some help."

"And why should I help you?"

"Reed please! You're the only one who knows and I alReedy tried to get Derek and Cristina to listen! But they wouldn't! And George is alive again and Izzie never left or had Cancer and the shooter never came and-

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! It sounds like your life is one big mess!" Reed exclaimed, her eyes big and wide.

Meredith smiled sadly and tried to hold herself together. "What do I do?" she whispered.

Reed shrugged, completely at a loss for words. "Meredith... I've never heard of anything like this."

"I was going to go to the library," Meredith mumbled, fighting back even more tears. "But I can't... I don't know... and the world feels like it is spinning."

"Have you had something to eat or drink?" Reed asked.

Meredith opened her mouth but trailed off. "Not since like two days ago."

"Oh my gosh!" Reed snapped, practically throwing her coffee across the table.

"No, it's okay-

"Drink it!"

Meredith's mouth snapped shut and she stared down at the coffee. She took a slow sip of it, realizing that it was pumpkin flavored. She took another sip and before she knew it, the coffee cup was empty.

"I'll get us two more," Reed said. "And then we are going to see a psychic."

Meredith didn't argue.


"This is ridiculous!" Meredith fought, uneasily fidgeting in the cushiony chair that she sat in.

"This whole thing is ridiculous," Reed agreed. "Seeing a psychic is nothing compared to that."

"But what the hell does a psychic know?" Meredith demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

Reed shrugged, staring at Meredith with those big innocent eyes and Meredith shuttered, picturing those eyes... so dead...

"It's not what we know, it's what we are told," a woman's voice said and she emerged from a doorway. She looked surprisingly normal, unlike Meredith thought she would. She pictured her as if she were from a movie- with one of those giant hats a long gown. The rest of the place wasn't too exciting either. In fact, it was just a house with off-white walls an old stained carpet. Her husband had let them in, so this was the first time Meredith saw what she actually looked like. She was dressed perfectly normal.

"Hi Reed," the woman said, nodding towards her. "Another palm reading?"

"Not for me. It's for her," Reed explained, motioning towards Meredith who bit her lip nervously. "Jennet, this is Meredith."

"It's nice to meet you Meredith. Why don't you follow me?"

Meredith just watched her walk back through the doorway, unsure. "Go!" Reed encouraged.

Meredith stood slowly and then followed the woman -Jennet- back into what looked to be a dining room. Once again, it was just a normal room. Jennet was lighting a candle with a match and then blew the match out before placing the candle in the middle of the table. She dimmed the lights and then took a seat at the table.

"No crystal ball?" Meredith asked.

Jennet rolled her eyes. "Sit down!" she insisted.

Meredith looked up to see Reed creeping into the room quietly so she could observe. With a loud huff, Meredith plopped down into the chair and stared at the Psychic who held her hands out, the back of them flat against the table. Meredith stared at them, cocking an eyebrow.

"Your hand," Jennet explained.

Meredith opened her mouth in a silent 'o' and then placed her hands in Jennet's who closed hers around Meredith's and closed her eyes. She muttered something under her breath and then said, "Close your eyes Meredith."

Meredith blinked once and the shut her eyes. "Okay," Meredith muttered.

"Now channel all of the energy into your hands."

"How the hell do I do that?" Meredith demanded.

"Stop asking questions," Jennet snapped. "Focus the energy."

Meredith rolled her eyes under her lids and did as she was told, shutting her mouth tightly and clenching her teeth.

Jennet continued her chanting, but each time around ti got louder. The rhythms of the chant were almost hypnotizing and Meredith could slowly feel her body growing tired. She focused hard to keep herself aware, focusing her attention on her hands that were clasped in the psychic's. "Good," she could hear her saying. "I see... I see... I see a woman trapped inside a body that she doesn't belong. You feel trapped, don't you?"

Meredith felt sweat beading on her forehead. A chill ran down her spine. How could that woman honestly know that.

"Y-yes," Meredith whispered out, but her voice did not sound like her own.

"There is de ja veus' circling around." This is getting creepy. "As for your future... I... I see... nothing." Nothing? "It's blank, but it's all laid out. I can't understand it. It seems... it seems that it undetermined. It is up to... you have full control." Because I know what happens next. "You don't belong here," Jennet gasped. You think? "You are in great danger! You have not accepted the fact of what you own, of what you have. There is no appreciation where it should be, for what it should be."

"What the hell does that mean?" Meredith questioned, twitching one of her fingers.

Suddenly, Jennet's hands disappeared from Meredith and both of their eyes snapped open. "I told you not to ask questions."

"Please, I'll pay you extra! Just tell me please!"

"Keep your money, you needed this more than I could offer. And I can't tell you what it means, only you can. Now I must get back to what I was doing. Have a nice life Ms. Grey."

Jennet turned and left the room. "I never told you my last name," Meredith whispered.

A/N: Strange chapter, I know. But now Meredith has someone on her side, thanks to Reed. Guys, what happened? Two chapters ago I got 13 reviews and the next it went down to 6! What did I do wrong? How can I fix it? And for all you MerDer lovers, you will get a TON of Meredith/Derek next chapter. Please please please review for a super quick update. I have fun writing this story but it's not as fun when I think I don't have readers.