Sorry I was out for so long, but guess what? Three school days left! It's closed until Monday because of the annual religious carnival in which the school lays right in the middle and the traffic is cut. Then it's Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday left and Friday is the last day but it doesn't count because it's the class trip; an apology from schools everywhere to their students for depriving them of anything that might give them any form of joy. Sorry for my absence, I had to do it to improve my grades if I wanted straight A's, and if my Chemistry teacher takes some pity on me I may just get that.

I'll stop the rambling now, once again my apologies and enjoy, I really want to write this story arc right.

Hercules 2 had made record numbers at box office right on the first week opening at number 1 on the day of its release. Ellen had been the star of the red carpet having spent the whole night being followed by the cameras (luckily she was allowed to bring Karen along) and whenever a cast photo was to be taken she of course was always in the middle and in some cases being held up by the muses.

She gave some interviews, a lot of photos and didn't go to bed (in this case the plane back to Seattle) until 3 Am.

Sadly they had expected the weather to be warmer and if you know how a little girl's mind works you know that when they have a cute pink dress on they hate having to cover it with a cardigan, so the next morning she woke up with the worst flu of her young life having walked around in a sleeveless dress in late January.

She went to Thatcher's house with Tyler who had just turned one and she slept the whole morning. After lunch she asked if she could watch a movie and her grandpa told her they had sent her an early copy of her movie whose DVD release was not scheduled for another two weeks. She watched the behind the scenes to see if the other cast members were bragging her (yes they were) and then asked to see the movie again.

Later that afternoon she was surprised by a visit from her best friend Karen who had brought her the homework the cleaning lady sent them.

"Why would Cathy watch us until the end of the week?"

"Well, apparently Mrs. Mary is very sick and Cathy will watch us until they can find us a substitute teacher."

"How sick? Are we talking belly ache or fever?"

"No one told us anything. All we know is that she won't be coming back to us for a while."

"That's a pity. I really like her."

"Me too, do you want to watch cartoons?"

"Okay, let's just stay away from Disney Chanel, I don't I'll be watching that again for at least 3 months."

It had been a week since Mrs. Mary sudden illness and Meredith and Derek were still dealing with their incredibly curious daughter.

When the twins were born their saw their careers as both a pro and a con; they knew their children would be able to get everything they needed and in case of a sudden flu or appendicitis they would know what to do, sadly they also knew they wouldn't have as much time at home as they would like.

A con they had never thought about was knowing way too much.

"We can't tell her about that, she's just turned 6 I don't want to shatter her vision of a rainbow colored world." Meredith somehow managed to say with a mouth full of toothpaste.

"I'm with you on that one, but she's at the hospital with us at least twice a week and by now she knows everything and everyone better than we do. I'm quite positive she will find Mrs. Mary's room and once she's in there there's no way she is getting out; she'll assist the whole process and witness such horror than by the end of it she'll no longer be a kid, a great chunk of her childhood will be gone with it. I saw it with my dad, you saw it with your dad leaving and later with your mom's Alzheimer's, we see it every day with the patients' family, we know what that does to a person." Derek kept his right fist clasped as he said this.

"I mean, I was twenty five with my mom but still it was horrible to see her disappear like that in front of me."

"Do you think it's better to lose someone as a child or an adult?"

"That depends on the person, but in most cases I'd say was an adult. When you're a kid you have no idea of what is happening besides the latest episodes of the Rugrats."

"The "Rugrats"?"

"Shut up I was eleven when it started. When you lose someone so dear to you before the age of twenty it's like you are forced to grow up overnight. But at the same time you get this numb sensation, almost as if you're just rooming around in life without paying attention to it."

"And you say you were bad at poetry."

Ellen snook in her teacher's room, Karen was at chess club (she wasn't the empress of the nerds for nothing) so today it was just her.

"Are you better?"

"Sweetheart I'm afraid you'll have to leave in ten minutes."

"Why?"

"Because they're taking me into surgery this afternoon, they'll see what they can do and be as aggressive as they can if we're in luck and the medication is working properly they'll be sending me home within 6 weeks."

"Does that mean you'll be coming back?"

"Honey don't get your hopes up, even if there's any success they have been telling me I won't go back to teaching until the next school year."

Ellen pouted hearing this.

"Can you promise me something?" The 48 year-old teacher asked her.

She nodded with her head.

"Promise me you will not come two visit me until it's been another two weeks. If everything goes as intended you will see me in your classroom next year."

"Okay."

"And as soon as I get clearance I will go to the school for a visit. Make sure you tell your classmates about that."
"I will, I promise."

After a long summer the first day of second grade was upon her. She ran up to her classroom with a huge smile on her face and busted the door open.

"Hi Ellen! Did you have a nice summer?"

"Sylvia?"

No you have not missed anything I'll explain who Sylvia is next update, which will hopefully come very soon since I feel very guilty. This chapter was mostly my first attempt to make you all fall in love with Mrs. Mary, and if things go as planned she will play a key-role in this Fic.

Do you like Mrs. Mary yet? Please tell me in a review! It's very important for me to know that.

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