A/N: This chapter is sort of a way to make up for my other chapters so here you are….

The chief had taken Izzie off of James's case and requested Meredith take him up to CT herself. They were in the elevator and so far no words had been spoken. Suddenly the elevator gave a jolt, the lights flickered, and then it stopped completely.

"Seriously"

"You know I've heard you say that word twice since I've met you."

"Yea well it's kind of my word." She refused to look at him and her words were short and full of anger.

"Listen I just want to apologize for smacking you and everything it's just…well…I just can't believe she's dead." His voice was shaky and full of disbelief

When she spoke the anger was replaced by sympathy in her voice.

"I'm sorry but would you mind telling why she never talked about you, I mean Bailey always kept to herself but I'm sure she would have told us about you."

He shifted slowly in his stretcher obviously uncomfortable with the turn of the conversation.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it" Meredith now seemed a little uncomfortable too.

"No, it's fine just don't say anything till I'm done okay."

"Deal"

"My mom had me out of wedlock at the age of seventeen. Some jerk raped her at a New Years party and she found out a month later. She decided not to give me up and her parents…my grandparents were really supportive about the whole thing."

She wanted to say something anything but she couldn't especially if I meant that he would close up.

" She did good, my mom, she was a great mother and considering she was in medical school and had to work another job she still found time to spend with me. But I wanted more. My grandparents died when I was eight and they didn't have life insurance so… my mom didn't get a dime. It was rough and all the kids at school had cell phones and pagers and I was always complaining. Then when I was fifteen I found a way to get all that stuff."

He paused and she suddenly understood what he meant.

"I was caught a couple of times and ended up spending four months in jail. When I got out my mom was still there hurt, broken but there and I promised myself I wouldn't hurt her again. But I did…I ran away at sixteen and at seventeen I tried to come back but she was already gone. I hadn't tracked her down until about six months ago. We kept in touch but I never visited her. I guess I was too scared, nervous that she wouldn't want to see me. She asked though, about a month ago we made plans. We were going to go out to dinner catch up. I just can't believe she's gone."

Tears were trailing down his face when he finished as well as Meredith's.

"I'm so sorry I wish I could have… I don't know…anything." She stumbled through her words like a child who was caught eating cookies before dinner.

Suddenly the lights went back on and the doors opened. They stepped out and Meredith commanded an intern to continue the trip, she needed air. Rushing down the stairs she practically ran into Alex.

"Hey, are you ok?"

That's all it took and she crumbled sobbing into his chest harder than ever before.

A/N: two chapters in one day and I'm almost done with the next one which is going to be pure fluff by the way so if you want it today review please.