Derek hated being in criminal court. He kept thinking back to the first he was in criminal court, when he went to testify at the trial of the two men who murdered his dad. He had felt guilty then, survivor's guilt, that somehow he had been there and had not been able to help his dad. He had been glad to give his testimony, to have the two men go away for life although it wasn't fair that they got life and his father had gotten death. He had felt good to know he helped to get his father get justice. But now Derek felt guilty that he had let his research assistant develop a crush on him and that he had even let it go as far as a kiss. He feared Meredith would never forgive him.
Derek was glad that the court officer had taken his phone from him. Phones were not allowed in court. He had a good excuse now for not answering the dozens of calls he had gotten after the story hit the news last night. He figured his family would call Amelia if he didn't call them back, and he felt bad about putting her in that situation, particularly since he was also counting on her to be there for Meredith, not to mention Zola and Bailey. He was surprised that Addison had called. For some reason, he kept thinking of her arrival in Seattle, and he kept coming back to her comment about Meredith "She seems sweet, she's young, she's got the whole wide-eyed he's a brain surgeon thing going." Was he that shallow that he had been attracted to Renee because she had the whole wide-eyed he's a brain surgeon thing going?
Derek watched one defendant after another being arraigned in court. Finally, he saw Renee come into court. Her lawyer had obviously gotten her a suit to wear; she looked pretty presentable for someone who had been in jail all night. The cop sat down next to him. The judge called her name. Derek watched the arraignment with interest. The cop told him all he needed to do was sit and watch.
The judge called the Renee's name, and Derek observed Renee and her lawyer take their places in the court. Renee's lawyer was a distinguished man with silver hair, probably in his 60s. The public defender, in contrast, was a young woman, probably not even thirty. She was wearing a suit, at last, although it didn't fit her well. Derek frowned; he realized that his salary as a surgeon was many times more than the young lawyer's. Although he enjoyed fine clothes and cherished his European suits, he should have learned long ago that clothes were unimportant. He smiled as he thought about the contrast between Addison in her designer duds and Meredith in jeans and a Dartmouth t-shirt.
The judge asked, "What do we have here?"
The prosecutor whose name was Mary Williams, said, "We have charged Ms. Collier with violation of D.C. Criminal Code Section 22-404-01, aggravated assault. Ms. Collier stabbed her boss, Dr. Shepherd, with a knife, puncturing his lung. She had purchased a ticket for Paris when we picked her up, so she is a flight risk. We are asking that she be held without bail."
Then the Renee's lawyer spoke, "Renee Collier is well-respected research scientist. She has connections to the community. She is pleading not guilty. She will surrender her passport and she is willing to be confined to her apartment and wear a monitor. She doesn't belong in jail. We're asking that she be held with a $100,000 bail."
The judge then spoke: "I don't think she's so well-respected now her photo is all over the Washington Post for being arrested in connection with Dr. Shepherd's stabbing. I will set bail of $2,000,000, and require an ankle monitor and confinement to home if she gets out on bail."
The judge then called the next case.