Jelly: omg its been forever I know. Don't shoot me, I've been uber busy. First I had exams (I got all A's and one B!!!!! and a 100 on my history exam!!!!!!!!!!! For all those who care) and then my teachers decided it would be fun to dump a crapload of hw on us and then was my birthday (15!!!) but now, I am back, at least for now. So that is my oh so great excuse. Enjoy what you actually came here to read, starting now.

Meredith pulled into the police station parking lot. She tried to get out but couldn't, not yet. Finally, after almost twenty minutes she got the courage to get out and took the few steps to the front door of the police station. A young officer with a buzzcut was sitting at a desk looking through paperwork. He looked up when the door opened.

Police Officer (PO): Miss, can I help you?

Meredith: Um, yea. Two years ago I was in a car accident.

PO: Miss, this is a police station. Not a clinic.

Meredith: It wasn't an accident. Jason Bently died in that crash, but it wasn't an accident.

PO: Miss, that was two years ago, we already closed the case

Meredith: I was in that car; I'm the reason he's dead. My boyfriend had attacked me and I called Jason to come get me. Brian got really mad and he'd been drinking and it was icy, he was chasing after us and rammed the car. It skidded on the ice and went into the tree. It wasn't an accident!

PO: Miss, I don't know what you think you're doing but I think you need to go.

Meredith: I'm not lying! It was no accident! I was there!

PO: What's your name?

Meredith: Meredith Grey. I had just turned fifteen at the time of the crash.

PO: So you're what, seventeen now?

Meredith: Yeah

PO: You're Ellis Grey's daughter

Meredith: yeah

PO: Weren't you sent to rehab last year for alcohol and drug use?

Meredith: Alcohol, no drugs.

PO: Drinking doesn't start over night, so if you honestly think I'll believe you you're crazy. You need to leave.

Meredith: I'm not leaving. Brian killed his best friend, he tried to rape me, he threatened me for years not to tell anyone!

PO: Yet here you are

Meredith: Here I am.

PO: Ms. Grey, you need to leave.

Meredith: No

She sat down on a bench and glared at the young officer. He had probably still been in school two years ago. He stood up and walked over to her.

PO: You need a therapist, not a cop. Go home.

Meredith: No. I do need a cop, but you're obviously not one so could you please find a real one for me

A door opened to her left but she didn't break eye contact with the man in front of her.

Person: Meredith? What are you doing here?

She turned in shock.

Meredith: You're everywhere!

Derek (laughing): My dad is the chief of police. Seriously though, what are you doing here?

PO: She's causing trouble Shepherd. She keeps trying to tell me the accident that Bently kid died in two years ago wasn't an accident.

Meredith: He won't listen!

Derek: What are either of you talking about?

Meredith: Two years ago Jason Bently died in a car crash, I was the friend who was in the car with him. My boyfriend had gotten drunk and tried to rape me, I called Jason to come get me. Brian got really pissed, Jason was kind of his best friend, and chased after us in his car. He started hitting it and the road was really icy. He hit us really hard and the car went into a tree.

She said this all very quickly and Derek struggled to understand her, but he caught it all. He was skeptical though, the first time he met the girl she had been drunk.

Derek: Why didn't you tell anyone this two years ago?

PO: That's what I asked

Meredith: He threatened me. He'd already attacked me once, he killed his best friend and didn't care, I knew he'd hurt me again.

Derek: He won't hurt you now

Meredith: I don't care anymore.

Derek: uh huh

Suddenly she stood up.

Meredith: You know what, forget it. Just know that you're letting an abusive murderer walk free.

She pushed past the officer and Derek to the door. It slammed shut behind her, Derek hesitated a minute before running after her. He caught her arm just before she got to her car.

Derek: Hold on! I never said I didn't believe you

Meredith: You didn't need to

Derek: What?

Meredith: You don't believe me because the first time you met me I was drunk and I should have said this all two years ago. Just so you know, I still hate the taste of alcohol. The only reason I ever drank was because it made you forget, and it was killing me to remember. Let go of me.

Derek: Come talk to my dad.

Meredith: So another person will think I'm a lying alcoholic?

Derek: He'll believe you. He never thought the accident was an accident. There were two sets of tracks and severe damage to the back of the car, even though it hit the front. He's been trying to figure out what happened for two years, you're what he needs.

Meredith: Why does he care? A lot of people are in car accidents.

Derek: Jason was my cousin. We both liked racing, we'd go over to a track a few hours away as often as we could. He shouldn't have crashed, not even with the roads how they were.

Meredith: Fine

He took her arm gently and pulled her back into the police station. The first cop was back at his des, he shook his head when Derek came back in with Meredith. They ignored him and instead went for the door on the left. They knocked politely and waited for a tired "come in" before entering.

Shepherd: Derek? I thought you left.

Derek: I found the missing link

Shepherd: What are you talking about?

Derek: Jason's crash. The other person who was in the car, she wasn't telling the truth.

He stepped aside-revealing Meredith. Mr. Shepherd was a man of sixty with graying hair and mustache. He wasn't fat, but he wasn't thin either. He looked tired.

Meredith: hi

Shepherd: You do know lying to a cop is a federal offense

Meredith: I never lied. You just didn't ask the right questions.

Shepherd: Well then sit down and tell me what happened. What was your name again?

Meredith: Meredith, Meredith Grey.

For the third time that evening she recounted the story. Derek's father asked question after question. Just after midnight he called the first officer back in.

PO: Yes sir?

Shepherd: Get me an arrest warrant for Brian Jennings

PO: What for?

Shepherd: First degree murder and harassment.

Jelly: Short I know, but I got hit in the head in gym four times before 8:30 in the morning today and still have a horrible headache. More excuses, please don't shoot me. Review Please!