Hope, you'll enjoy the third chapter. I know that I created that fanfiction 3 days ago and that there are already 3 chapters, but right now I have the inspiration for that. I'm not sure if I can continue to post one chapter a day.
In any case I really hope you enjoy reading.
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Chapter 3
"Leny?!" Derek screamed.
"So you know each other," Meredith asked but it sounds more like a statement than a question.
"Actually yes," Leny said. "He's my older brother."
Mark was slowly getting up. He had a large bleeding cut on the side of his head.
"Froggy, is that you?" he asked.
"King Kong!" Helena screamed running toward him and jumping into his arms.
Mark easily catches her up and make her fly around. Everybody was watching at the two. Derek stands there completely astounded. He barely recognized his own sister. She was a grown-up woman now. When he last saw her she was just 20 and she was definitely leaving the home after having broken up her studies and had a big argument with her mother and sisters about her future life. But she looked happy. Well, maybe not with this bad cut on her forehead or her swollen lip. He reminds himself to ask her about it later.
In that time Addison had crossed the open space and had embraced Helena.
"It's good to see you, honey," the red-haired woman said smiling.
Helena greeted her back.
"Addy, I missed you," she said. "How is it possible that we met all together in Seattle after all those years?"
Addison throws a glance alternately at her husband and Mark.
"Let just say a lot of things happened in this five years," Mark said.
Richard Webber appeared out of from a boardroom.
"What are you all waiting for?! he shouted to the small crowd who had formed around them, pulled together by the noise. "Get back to work!"
The few people scattered. Only Helena, Derek, Mark, Addison and Meredith were still standing in front of the chief.
"Addison, Shepherd," Richard called. "For a word, now!"
Both followed him back to the boardroom. Helena turned back to Mark.
"You need stitches," she said. "Meredith, can you…"
"Sure," the brown-haired said, still stunned by the news.
"Punching out people on my surgical floor! My head of neurosurgery, punching out people on my surgical floor!" Richard was shouting at Derek.
"Put the ice pack on your hand," Addison advised.
"My hand is fine," Derek protest.
"Put the damn ice on your $2 million-a-year hand!" Richard screamed. "Now… would someone tell me what the hell happened?"
Derek looked up at his wife.
"That was Mark," Addison sighed.
"Who is Mark?" the chief questioned.
"He and Derek used to work together uín New York," Addison explained. "And...they were...we were all...close friends. Until...Derek found us in bed together."
Richard watched down to Derek.
"You put you weigh behind it?"
"Yes, sir," the neurosurgeon nodded.
"Well, all right then," Richard added leaving.
Derek watched him back. Addison let out a big sigh and took her head in her hands.
"What the hell is he doing here?" her husband asked.
"I have no idea."
Mark was taking care of by Meredith in a separate room. Helena sat on a stretcher.
"Derek and I always did have the same taste in women," the men suddenly said.
"Excuse me?" Meredith asked.
"You're Derek's lusty intern, right?" Mark asked. "I heard about you all that way back in New York. You're famous."
"Well," Meredith added. "I heard about you all the way here in Seattle."
"Wait, wait, wait," Helena interrupted the two. "I'm not following. So Derek left Addison after having found you two in bed together."
Mark nodded.
"So Derek moved here in Seattle a year ago," the dark-haired continued. "That's where you met him, Meredith."
The woman agreed.
"And you start to go out with him, without knowing he was married and even if he was your teacher?" Helena asked.
"Theoretically, he wasn't my teacher when we first met at Joe's," Meredith chuckled.
"Isn't that the bar where we met?" the younger Shepherd questioned.
"It's true, what a coincidence."
"But wait a minute," Helena paused. "When did you broke up with Derek?"
"A few weeks ago," Meredith explained. "When Addison barged in and claimed she was his wife. I asked him to choose and he chooses her."
"Sad story," Mark said.
"But, what is your role in that story?" Helena asked him.
"I'll try to bring Addison back to New York with me," he clarified.
"So you don't have any scruple with stealing your best-friends wife?" the raven-haired inquired.
"Ex-best-friend and I guess not," Mark answered, he then turned back to Meredith who was finished with cleaning up his wound. "I guess we have a lot in common."
"I suppose we are," the surgeon said slightly smiling.
"You know it's funny," Mark continued. "Derek walks in on me naked with his wife, actually in the throes. And he just turns around and walks away. But he sees me so much as talking to you, and I'm on the ground bleeding. Interesting, don't you think?"
Meredith nodded. Actually, he was right, Helena thought. Why has Derek reacted like that if he decided to leave Meredith for Addison?
"What are you doing?" Mark suddenly asked interrupting Helena's way of thinking.
"You need stitches," Meredith said showing him the suture kit.
"I know, I can do that alone," he said. "Helena, would you hold the mirror?"
Helena jumped from her comfortable spot and placed herself in front of Mark with the small mirror Meredith reached her.
"If you don't need me anymore, I'm leaving," she said leaving.
"Thanks!" the dark-haired girl called her back.
"She's nice," Mark said suturing his face.
"And pretty," Helena added. "Exactly Derek's type."
Mark nodded.
"I always knew you had a big crush on Addison," the girl started. "But I never thought that I would go so far that you nearly broke your best...uhm sorry...ex-best-friends wedding.
"Is it a blame," the man smirked. "Cause for that you came a bit late, your sisters have already done the job."
Helena scowled at the mention of her sisters.
"According to your face, I think I am able to say that you didn't have spoken with your sisters for a long time," Mark said putting back the instruments on the tray.
Helena turned back, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You should call them you know, at least Amelia. She went through a lot, from what I heard."
"They wanted me to leave, Mark, my own sisters wanted me to leave because I choose another profession than they had," she turned back to him, her eyes filled with tears.
"I'm sorry Froggy," he said hugged her tightly.
She sobbed noisily in his shirt.
"You should at least try to talk to Derek."
"Your right," Helena said sniffling loudly and wiping her tears away. "I should find him right now."
Matching conducts to words she headed to the door of the small room.
"Hey Froggy," Mark called her from behind making her turn around. "It was nice to see you again."
Helena smiled brightly.
"It was nice to see you too. Hope you'll stay a bit longer," she stated getting out.
"Me too," Mark whispered.
On the outside of the room, Helena catches a glance on the interns (regroupés) at the desk with a good view on Mark behind the window. She walks the few steps to join them.
"McSexy wants an X-ray to check for fractures," Meredith suddenly said.
Helena laughed at the nickname.
"I'm on it!" the last intern said before running away to the scanners.
"So tell me, Helena," Christina suddenly said. "Where are the nicknames Froggy and King Kong came from."
The dark haired one chuckled.
"It lasts from way back," she said. "When I was like eight or nine, my sisters brought me with them for an extreme shopping day and they had a good idea to take Mark and Derek with them. Kate challenged me to try on the ugliest swimming suit of the shop. Mark made fun of me, he said that my legs looked like the frog's legs the French eats. So I respond that he looks like King Kong because at this time, he was going to the gym almost every single day and he was even more inflated of muscles that he still is."
"Yes indeed," Izzie smirked. "McSexy definitely suits him."
"No," Meredith shook her head.
"Mc Yummy," the blond offered.
This time, it was Christina that said no.
"What about McSteamy?" Helena put forward.
"There it is," Grey added.
The other girls nodded. George made a strange noise that causes him to get the questioning gases of the others.
"Just...choking back some McVomit," he grinned.
Their discussion stopped as Addison and Derek walked out of the boarding room. He seemed completely defeated. But when he saw Helena, a bright smile appeared on his lips. He widened is arm so that Helena just walked toward him for a big hug.
"I'm so happy to see you Leny," he said.
"Me too. I've really missed you."
"So tell me," Derek smiled as they walked to the (fauteuils) of the waiting room. "How is my favorite cop doing?"
"Fine, I guess," Helena said. "I'm working with a guy with lots of years of experience. His name is Peter Jackson. You should meet him."
Derek nodded.
"And are you still with this guy, how was his name again?" he asked.
Helena stiffened.
"Ryan," she said clenching the teeth. "And no, we broke up not long ago."
"I'm sorry," Derek said but not really looking like if he actually was.
"Oh, you don't have to be sorry. He was an ass and I should have known that he wasn't the person I needed."
"I've never liked him anyway. He had a bad influence on you," Derek stated.
"Do you really want to go that way?" Helena asked with a wry smile. "Then I could ask you why you barely react when you find your best friend sleeping with your wife in your bed while you punched him hard in the face when you found him flirting with your EX- girlfriend."
She emphasized the word EX overly to make him understand your point.
"How do you know?" the older Shepherd asked surprised.
"We talk when she was doing Mark's stitches."
"How do you know her?"
"We met yesterday at Joe's," Helena explained. "I was hurt and she offered me to bring me to her house to stitch me up."
After having closed her mouth, she directly felt like she shouldn't have said that. No, he will probably ask some questions about what had happened to her and she wasn't ready to tell him. It had been easy to tell Meredith because she didn't know her but telling Derek was a much more difficult thing.
"But why didn't you get to the hospital in first place?" he inquires. "And how the hell did you get that?"
"I fell in the stairs," she said bowing her head. "Meredith took me to the hospital in this early because I wasn't feeling well. So I was admitted in the morning."
Derek looked like he wanted to say something but in that moment, Christina appeared with some charts.
"Dr. Shepherd, Jake Burton's scans," she said.
"You should go," Helena encouraged him. "Your patients need you."
"You're sure?" Derek asked worriedly.
"Yes, yes, I'll be fine."
Her brother nodded and followed the intern. Helena remained alone. Her brother wasn't a fool, he knows that something was wrong. She just thought that he had enough troubles to deal with right now to be concerned by her problems. Thinking about Ryan immediately makes her feel bad. Her head was spinning, she had the sensation as millions of small needles were spiking her brain case. Her vision blurred. She tried to stand up to get some help. She only saw indistinct figures walking past her. Suddenly a human-shaped form perked up in front of her.
"You're alright miss?" a woman voice sound from the distance.
But before Helena could answer anything, she collapsed on the ground and everything became black around her.
