Today, Meredith's shift started off beautifully with her scheduled surgical procedure, a transhiatal oesophagostomy on Taylor; an oesophageal cancer patient, a wife and a mother of two. The surgery was the light at the end of a long and dark tunnel for Taylor and her family.

And the surgery went well. Meredith successfully removed the oesophagus plus the rest of the malignant tissues and had sent Taylor back to her room to her anxious family.

Everything was great.

Until it all went south when Taylor suddenly showed signs of tachycardia. And despite their best efforts, the day ended with her husband and children grieving for her in the morgue.

As Meredith scrubbed out of the operating room, she briskly dodged all the sorrowful looks from her fellow doctors and nurses and went straight into her office. After she changed out of her scrubs, Meredith scattered all of Taylor's scans and status reports across her table, comparing and contrasting every detail from the notes in front of her to her previous successful case files, looking for any peculiarities.

When nothing came up, all Meredith could do now was to wait anxiously for Taylor's autopsy report.

Normally, if one of her patients dies, Meredith would go over to Alex's place and she would start off by talking about her patient. The one sided conversation would then progress into a long rant about how flawed the human body is and how people theoretically shouldn't have to suffer such pains. But in moments of vulnerability, Meredith would curl up in Alex's bed and cry.

Alex would then grab a bottle of Casamigos from the tequila cupboard he specifically reserved for his person and comfort her in his arms for the rest of the night.

But now that Alex is gone, she decided to try out the Doughnut place Arizona recommended.

And so she 'asks' an intern whose name she couldn't remember to go take a bus downtown to fetch her a box of chocolate-covered doughnuts.

After around an hour or so, she walked towards the attending's lounge counter to pick up her box of goodies. What she didn't expect to see though was a figure curled up on the couch, quietly sobbing.

Habitually Meredith quickly walked away as quickly and quietly as possible. But something inside of her had stopped her, and a voice in the back of her mind that peculiarly resembled Arizona's, dragged her towards the couch.

Awkwardly, Meredith walked up to the woman.

"Mind if I sit?" she asked softly.

"Um, sure," Jo replies as she quickly wipes away her tears. "I'm sure I look ridiculous right now, but it's just been really tough these past few days."

Meredith, sitting down next to Jo gives her a comforting smile, "don't worry we've all been there. Do you want to talk about it?"

Jo hesitantly, looked up at Meredith and mumbled quietly. "Alex, he…he left me."

Meredith looking back at the other woman said, "listen, I know we've never been close but if you ever want to talk to me about it, I'm here."

"It's just..." Jo, sitting up from her curled up position began slowly, "I thought we were something, I thought that we were actually going to make it you know? We went through so much but in the end, we finally made it through, together. We got a place together, we got married, we even talked about having a baby in the future…But it turns out he…he already has kids, twins in fact. He already has a family and in Kansas of all places…"

Meredith, noticing the tears in the other woman's eyes handed her a piece of tissue.

Taking the tissue, Jo continued her rant, "Meredith, he couldn't even tell me in person. Me, the person he made vows to, twice, wasn't even worthy of being told the truth in person. And it's not like he didn't have the opportunity to tell me, we live…lived together for fuck sakes, we had dinner, watched TV, shared the same bed… and yet, he told me that he's picking Izzie over me through a fucking letter."

Meredith, unsure of how to properly respond asked, "do you want a doughnut?" as she tilted the box of chocolate-covered goodies towards Jo's direction.

"What?" Jo asked, confused.

"Whenever I'm sad, I would typically go straight to a bottle of tequila. But Arizona…Dr. Robbins recently suggested that I should try out doughnuts from this small bakery downtown instead. So, do you want one, it's really good." Meredith explained as she handed one to Jo with a napkin.

Jo chuckled and accepted the blondes offer with a quiet "thanks". After taking a bite of the delicious dessert, she mumbles, "You know I've actually been doing quite well for the past few days, I'm not over working myself, I'm eating properly, exercising, hanging out with Link, I haven't even cried since I initially read the letter. But after one of the nurses called me Dr. Wilson today, I just… I just broke down." She takes another bite of the sugary dessert to wash out the bitter taste in her mouth.

Meredith nodded in return and scooted closer towards Jo, and together, they sat in solidarity and finished off the rest of the chocolate desserts.

"Thanks for listening to me today Meredith, and thanks for the doughnuts, they actually helped a lot." Jo said in a less sombre tone than earlier.

"And thank you too. You actually helped me take my mind off something as well. Just come to me if you need to rant again, you'll know where to find me." Meredith replied. Before she left the attending's lounge, she gave Jo a small hug.

Before Arizona went to bed, she received a phone call from Meredith which prompted a glimmer of glee inside the blonde heart.

"Hey Meredith, what's up?"

"I know it's late over there but do you have a minute to talk? I have so much to tell you about."

"Yea sure." Arizona replied, eager to listen to Meredith's voice. These nightly calls had slowly become a part of her routine.

"So, my day started off..."