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The alarm buzzes as Meredith is lying in bed staring at the ceiling, dim light streams through the window.
Meredith Voice-over: Someone once said, "The human spirit is stronger than anything that happens to it"
The alarm continues to go off as George lies in bed staring at the ceiling.
Meredith VO: "Because somewhere someone is looking for exactly what you have to offer."
Meredith and George both roll over to shut off the alarm and climb out of bed. They pass each other in the hall as goes George to the kitchen and Meredith to the bathroom to shower.
MVO: But what they didn't say was when that person would find you, or how long you'd have to wait until they did.
"It's going to be a long day." Meredith grumbles to Izzy as she gets into the shower.
"Yup." Izzy says leaning far over the sink to get closer to the mirror to finish putting on her eyeliner.
"IZZY!" George called walking toward her room from the kitchen, causing Izzy to jump and poke her eye with the liner.
"Shit." She muttered. "WHAT!" Izzy called. Hearing her in the bathroom George changes direction heads to the bathroom. Seeing the door is slightly open he walks in, not noticing that the shower was running.
"Izzy have you…oh sorry." George stuttered his hurried apology. Quickly shutting his eyes and turning his back to the shower, George started to make his way to the door.
"Have I what?" Izzy asked trying to keep from laughing as George blindly tried to find the door.
"I…I…" George stammers, frantically groping for the door. The shower stops and Meredith steps out and wrapped a towel around her.
"George what are you doing?" Meredith asks, smiling as she joins Izzy in the attempt not to laugh as George made a spectacle of him self.
"I…I'm sorry…I didn't realize…just leaving." He stammered.
SMACK
"OW!" George had run into the open door and hit his head, hard on the edge of the door almost knocking himself over. Izzy couldn't restrain her self any longer; she burst into laughter, tears coming to her eyes, leaning onto the sink to keep from falling over.
"Are you ok?" Meredith asked sympathetically, glaring at Izzy and moving forward to take a look at George's head, gently taking his face in her hands and running her cool hands over his forehead. "It's going to leave a mark, but other than that no harm done."
"I'm fine." George called pulling free of Meredith as he fled the bathroom. Damn it, nice one George. Real smooth. George grabbed his coffee and quickly took off to the hospital; try to put off seeing Izzy and Meredith for as long as possible.