It had been two days and she refused to see her uncle. Mark kept trying to drag her in there and she couldn't handle it. The night of his accident she received a phone call from her mother demanding her to tell her where she was. She found out Mia sold the studio in Los Angeles. Her mother said she was coming out to Seattle. She didn't need this especially because next week marks Smith being gone for a year. It really didn't matter now because according to Mark her mother was stuck in New York, but now she had to deal with her grandmother.

"Why don't you just go in there already?" Cristina said watching Mia pace in front of the door.

"Huh?"

"You're hovering outside Derek's door."

"Derek?" Mia asked shocked, she never heard Cristina call him by his first name.

"I'm being respectful since he's in a coma." She shrugged.

"How considerate Cris." Mia said rolling her eyes.

"Now, why aren't you attached to him in there?"

"Because I don't need to see him weak, Uncle Derek isn't one for exposing his vulnerability."

"Good answer Mi." Cristina said sarcastically.

"He's going to wake up." She said firmly.

"Mia…" she frowned.

"I know he will, so don't tell me I'm getting my hopes up." She hissed.

"Fine."

"So are they going to release her?"

"The cops have to wait for your uncle to wake up." Cristina sighed.

"She was fucking trying to kill Meredith!" Mia growled.

"Don't you think we all don't know this? You saved her."

"Me?"

"If it wasn't for your drunken depression, Meredith would have been in that car with him."

"Oh…I can't go in there Cristina." She said shaking her head.

"Then don't, but they all want you in there." Cristina reasoned with her.

"My Nana's coming." Mia blurted out.

"Derek's mother?"

"Yeah."

"Does Meredith know?" she asked amused.

"I don't thinks so, but I think Mark was going to tell her."

"Absolutely Not!!!" Meredith yelled from inside the room.

"Well she knows now." Cristina smirked.

"Mark… what… do you mean his mother should be her shortly."

"Uh… Cate called and told me her flight arrived… she was taking a cab here." Mark said not looking at her.

"How long have you known she was coming?" she demanded.

"…"

"Mark."

"When I left to ask the nurse to put a bed in here for you." He winced waiting for her to kill him.

"That was two days ago!" she yelled disbelievingly.

"Meredith maybe you should lower your voice."

"He's in a fucking coma Mark! Me being loud won't wake him up!" Meredith screamed.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"I can't meet her like this." She said pointing to her huge stomach.

"Those are her grandchildren."

"I know, but I will not meet her while Derek can't be there."

"Fine, but Mer she'll want to be in here with him." He sighed.

"How long is she staying?"

"A week."

"You can hide me." She said quickly.

"Hide you?" he asked confused.

"Yeah, when she's here I can go home or something." She nodded.

"And when she leaves you come back?"

"Yes."

"She already knows about you."

"How?" she frowned.

"In case you didn't notice Derek never shuts up about you." He said sarcastically.

"Please." She started to whimper.

"Fine, you can hide." He said rubbing his temples.

"Thank you." She said hugging him quickly.

"You better get out of here." He sighed.

"No…Now?" she said biting her lower lip glancing over at Derek.

"Go to the car I'll wait for mom to get here and then I'll take you and Mia home for a bit."

"But… We'll come back tonight right?" she asked as her unshed tears threatened to fall.

"Yes we'll come back." He nodded.

"Okay." She said, walking over to Derek and gently kissed his forehead. Then she slowly backed out of the room.

"Mer, you came out." Mia said surprised.

"Um… we're going home for a bit."

"Are you sure?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't want to leave, but we have to." Meredith said firmly.

"Alright?"

"Just meet me down at the car." She grumbled.

She was walking as fast as she could or more so in her case she was waddling as fast as she could to the elevator. Her eyes were concentrated on the floor below her that was until she accidentally bumped into someone. She looked up to see an older woman in front of her. Her hair was almost white and she had the bluest eyes.

"I'm so sorry." Meredith said turning red.

"It's alright. You look like you're on a mission." The woman smiled at her.

"Uh… Sort of." She said, nervously rubbing her belly.

"If you don't mind me asking how far along are you?"

"Twenty-three weeks."

"Really? I would have guessed more."

"Twins." She explained.

"That explains it. Do you know what you're having?"

"Girls."

"You're going to have a lot of fun." The woman chuckled.

"That's what their daddy says." She smiled sadly.

"Then he knows from experience?" she said gently knowing the girl in front of her was in pain.

"He had four sisters so I guess that's how he knows. Well I better be going… Sorry for hitting into you." she said uncomfortably.

"It's no problem." She said reassuringly.

"Have a nice night." Meredith nodded.

"You too."

Meredith turned and got onto the elevator, as for the woman she continued down the hall.

"Nana?"