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The next morning, Meredith wandered through the woods in search of the trailer where The Chief had asked her to meet him. Izzie had accompanied her, refusing to be left behind. Meredith frowned at the list of directions she had been following.

"I think we're lost."

"We're not lost, we followed the Chief's directions exactly" said Izzie, snatching the list from Meredith's hand and looking over it herself. "We've walked into the deepest, darkest part of the woods, past the trees with the scary-looking branches, and see, there's that bush that looks like your mother.."

"We've passed that bush three times already!" Meredith cried.

"And I wonder who's fault that is, Miss 'I refuse to stop and ask for directions'" said Izzie, annoyed.

"This is just great!" Meredith yelled. "My one chance to make it up to Derek by bonding with the Chief, and I end up lost in the woods with you!"

"Hey, it's not my fault!" Izzie yelled back.

"I know" said Meredith, calming down a little. "I know. I just really need to fix things with this guy.."

"Yeah, I understand" Izzie smiled. "Now come on, let's go bond with Chiefy!" The pair continued through the woods, until Meredith paused.

"Um, Iz, did you take Arizona's heelys?"

"No, why would you say that?" Izzie frowned.

"I thought I heard wheels" Meredith explained.

"I didn't hear anything" said Izzie, reaching out to place a hand on her friend's forehead. "Are you feeling okay Mer? Hearing things is the first sign of insanity you know.."

"I'm fine" said Meredith, batting Izzie's hand away. "It's just you do ask to take the heelys for a spin everytime Arizona comes over.."

"That doesn't mean I stole them!"

"I wouldn't say stole.. just borrowed without asking, maybe."

"It's the same thing! I may be a lot of things Meredith Grey, but I am not a thief!" As the two friends continued to argue, the source of the wheel sound came crashing into their path. It was a young Korean woman, dressed in surgical scrubs, mask, and scrub cap, with a hospital bed, heart monitor, and various surgical instruments in tow.

"Oh, hi" said Meredith. "That explains the wheels" she whispered to Izzie. "So, are you lost?" She asked the woman.

"Careful, Mer" Izzie warned, not liking this new development at all. "She's got a scalpel!"

"She's just a resident, Izzie, like us" said Meredith. She glanced at the bed. "Lost a patient?"

"Something like that" said the woman. "Look, dark and twisty, I'm gonna give you one more chance to come peacefully. So what'll it be, pig or cow?"

"What?" said Meredith, confused.

"He told me you might act all ignorant" the woman sighed, tightening the strings of her mask. "This is for your own good, you know." Before Meredith had had any time to process what was going on, the woman lunged at her.

"Hey!" cried Meredith, dodging the woman's attacks. "What are you doing?"

"You need this surgery!" cried the woman, backing Meredith towards the bed.

"What surgery?"

"You're valve replacement surgery!"

"No I don't!" cried Meredith. "Izzie, do something!" Izzie, who had been watching in shock as the scene unfolded, snapped back to reality.

"I'm coming, Mer!" Izzie ran to where Meredith's scalpel-happy assailant now had her friend cornered against the end of the bed. She closed her eyes, drew back her fist, and let it fly. Unfortunately, the woman ducked at the last minute, and Izzie's fist connected with Meredith's face, sending her sprawling back into the bed. "Did I miss?" she asked, still unable to look.

"No" Meredith groaned, clutching her aching nose. "You got me!"

"Now" the mysterious woman grinned through her mask, having Meredith right where she wanted her. "Pray for surgery from Cristina Yang, cardio-god in the making!" Fortunately for Meredith, but rather unfortunately for Cristina, the young cardio resident turned very pale, and began to dry reach.

"Look out Mer, she's gonna blow!" cried Izzie, grabbing the hospital bed her friend currently occupied and pushing it out of harms way, just as Cristina dropped to her knees and hurled right on to the path.

"Man, this morning really wasn't the best time to enter that hot dog eating contest.." she groaned. Meredith leapt from the bed, grabbing Cristina by the collar and hauling her to her feet.

"What should we do with her, Iz?"

"I say we use her to practice our skills, perform a few unnecessary surgeries on her" Izzie grinned. "Maybe an appy.."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" yelled Cristina. "I was only doing my job!"

"Like performing unnecessary surgeries on innocent passersby?" Meredith snapped. "Do I look like I need a valve replacement to you?"

"No" Cristina admitted, "But the Chief said.."

"Hang on" said Meredith, face falling. "The Chief did this?"

"Uh-huh" said Cristina, nodding. Meredith dropped her fellow resident and sighed.

"So much for Chief-Resident bonding.."