Meredith walked up and leaned on the rail next to her sisters. Their elbows were rested on it, and they leaned forward on it. The wind blew their black dresses back. They watched the water made waves as the boat cut through it. Nobody said a word between the three of them.

Meredith took a deep breath and decided it was time to break the silence.

"Molly?"

"Hmm?"

"How's Laura?" She asked.

"Good. You remembered?" Molly said almost surprised.

"George and Alex worked the case. George did the first time you came in. Then, Alex worked it when she was born. Addison told me from time to time what was going on. How old is she?"

"Three and a half."

"Do you have any kids, Lexi?"

"Not yet but Mike and I are thinking about it. Mike is my husband." Lexi explained.

"When did you get married?" Meredith asked.

"Last year."

They didn't look at each other when they talked just stared out on the water.

"What about you? What has your life been like? I know you're a surgical resident…." Molly said.

"Top of the program," Lexi added. "Do you have any kids?"

"Yeah. Twins." Meredith said.

"What are their names?" Molly asked.

"Zachary and Brooklyn Sloan."

"Sloan? Dr. Sloan?" Lexi said.

"How do you know about him?" Meredith said trying not to get upset.

"I worked at Seattle Grace for awhile before moving out of town with Mike. Dr. Sloan was one of the most talked about people. Plus, he is a plastic surgery god."

"Yeah. Mark is their father." She said sadly and turned around. She slid down to the ground putting her back on the rail. "He left Seattle before I found out that I was pregnant. Then, a week later, I left. I don't know. I couldn't stay in Seattle without Mark. I found out, about a week and a half later. I came back from Seattle two and a half years later… about two and a half or three months ago."

"And Mark hasn't come back?" Molly asked sitting beside her. Meredith shook her head and a tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away as Lexi flopped down on the other side of her. There was a long silence.

"It's weird." Meredith said staring at the ground.

"What?" Molly asked.

"If Mark would come back today, tomorrow, or even next week… I think I would for give him. After almost three years, I still love him." She sighed.

"That's how love it." Molly sighed.

"Says the happily married woman."

"Ma'am?" They all look up to see a man dressed in a black suite. He held a tray of glasses. "Would you like some red wine?"

"Sure, that's alcohol." Meredith said as the man placed a cup in her hands. He offered it to the other girls which they gladly took.

"I guess I have no clue what I'm doing anymore." Meredith sighed and sipped her drink.

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She slipped into the house and looked around. Izzie looked out of the kitchen as the door shut.

"Hey," She said.

"Hey," Meredith said back.

"You okay?"

"I guess so. Lexi, Molly, and I went for a ferry boat ride after it."

"Why?"

"You know how I am? I hate when people say the same thing over and over. I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sorry about you're dad. I'm so sorry." She mocked. "They hate that to, so they didn't want to got to the after thingy."

"Oh. Well the kids are taking a nap and I just finished making a cake. Hope you don't mind. I just have to clean up." Izzie said.

"Leave it. I got it."

"You sure?" Meredith nodded. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

She walked into the kitchen. It was late afternoon and a little cloudy. She walked over to the sink and looked out on the playground in the backyard.

Alex slipped a hamburger onto Zach's plate and set it down in front of him. She was sitting between Brookie and Zach. Izzie was sitting beside Brookie and Christina was beside her. George walked over and set a cup of juice in front of Brookie. Both of her kids were smiling widely as Alex and George took their seat. The family of friends sat around the kitchen laughing… except Meredith. She sat there staring at the empty seat in front of her.

Tear welled up in her eyes and started to spill over rapidly. She started to stumble backwards to the wall. She slid down it and brought her knees to her chest and her hands to her face as she started to sob. Her hands trembled furiously.

"I love you, Mark." She mumbled that over and over as she sobbed.