Ch.3
"What are you going to do?"
Meredith's voice was a hushed whisper.
The man's face became serious.
"I'm going to get my revenge."
Meredith was confused, but opted not to say anything.
The man reached out and grabbed her, holding onto her arm.
"Are you ready sweetheart? Let's go."
She gasped as he began pulling her down the hallway, towards her friends, her co workers.
"Has anyone seen Meredith?" Christina asked.
Alex and Izzie shook their heads.
"She's probably off with Dr. Shepard…"
"Ugh, don't even joke about that," Christina said rolling her eyes. "I'd hate to have to threaten to beat her ass twice in one day."
Alex looked down the hall.
"There she is," he said pointing. "Who's that guy she's with?"
Christina and Izzie followed his gaze.
"I don't know…"
Just then, the man pulled out the gun.
"Alright, everybody, listen up!" he yelled. "I need to talk to someone in charge, and I need to right now, or I'm going to blow her head off."
Meredith stood there helplessly, watching the terror on her friends faces. She saw the color drain from Christina's face.
She couldn't stop shaking.
"Hey," Alex said, trying to talk to the man. "We'll get you whatever you want…just let her go…"
"Shut up!" he yelled. "Don't take another step or say another word. Or so help me god."
Alex backed away.
The man looked around, nervously, plotting his next move.
"I'm taking her with me…we're going to go right into that room over there-" he said pointing to an empty OR. "I want whoever is in charge to meet us in there in 10 minutes. If he doesn't show up, I'll kill her. If I see any signs of the cops, I'll kill her. If anyone tried to sneak in, I'll kill every last one of you."
He darted away, pulling Meredith along. Within seconds, they had disappeared into the room.
No one moved.
"Oh my god," Izzie said.
"I have to get Burke." Christina ran off, trying to find help.
"What should we do?" Izzie turned to Alex. "Should I call the police?"
"No, don't do anything yet," Alex said. "We don't know what this guy is capable of…if he said no cops, I say we don't call them"
"But he has Meredith Alex…"
"I know," Alex said lowering his gaze. "I know."
On the other side of the hospital, Burke and Derek were deep in thought.
"I just don't understand women," Derek said. "I don't think I ever will."
"Join the club Dr. Shepard. Women are the most beautiful…and most confusing thing in this world. Trust me I know…I live with Christina."
Derek laughed.
"Hey speaking of which," he said, noticing her running down the hall towards them.
Burke turned and smiled.
"Hey," he said, his smile quickly changing to concern when he saw her up close.
"Christina what's wrong?"
She wiped her eyes.
"There is a man in OR 6. He has a gun…he's insisting that he talk to someone in charge right away."
"A gun?" Derek asked confused. "What's he doing with a gun?"
She couldn't look at him.
"Did you call security?" Burke asked.
"No…he said if we called anyone for help he would…"
They waited for her to catch her breath.
"He would hurt her."
"Who, Christina? Who would he hurt?" Burke asked, his skin crawling.
She said nothing, just looked into Derek's eyes.
He looked back, surprised at first.
And then it hit him.
Like a ton of bricks.
"Meredith," he whispered.
She nodded.
"He's taken her hostage. He's threatening to kill her."
Derek didn't listen to another word. He took off, running down the hallway.
"Come on, let's go," Burke said grabbing her hand. "I'll try to page Richard."
Meredith sat on the floor of the OR, the man pacing in front of her, nervously glancing out the tiny window on the door into the hall. He could see everyone watching him.
"What's you name?"
He looked down at her.
"What?"
"Your name…what is it?"
She wasn't sure why she was asking him. She didn't even know how she could manage to speak at this point.
"Jonathon." He said quickly.
"Ok," she nodded. "I'm Meredith. Meredith Grey."
He didn't respond.
She looked around the room, her hands nervously hitting the tile floor, her legs shaking.
"Do you want to tell me what happened Jonathon?"
He winced.
"Not really."
"Maybe I can help…"
"NO ONE can help me," he yelled, surprising her.
She put her hand over her mouth.
"I'm sorry," she murmured. She could tell she had upset him which was the last thing she wanted to do.
She closed her eyes, trying to calm down. She was scared. She knew her life was in danger. This man, Jonathon, had every intention of hurting her if necessary. She tried to think of a happy thought, anything to take her mind off of her current situation.
But all she could see was the gun.
And then, suddenly, she saw him.
Derek.
She saw their first kiss together. The first time he took her hand in his.
The first time they made love.
Jonathon glanced at his watch.
"Damn it." He cursed, snapping her back to reality.
There was no Derek.
She was alone.
"They have about one minute to get down here…"
"Or what?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
He sighed.
"I told them 10 minutes…" he trailed off, walking over towards her, the gun pointed directly at her.
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Alex saw Derek sprinting down the hall towards them.
"Dr. Shepard-"
"WHERE IS SHE?" he yelled, his breath caught in his throat. "Is she ok?"
"She's fine for now…they're in there…"
Derek started walking towards the door.
"You can't go in there," Izzie said stopping him. "He said no one's allowed, only someone in charge."
"Well, I'm in charge now," Derek said pushing past her.
He walked over to the door, slowly peeking in.
He saw him, pointing the gun at her.
"STOP!"
He ran in, surprising Jonathon. He whipped around, pointing the gun at Derek.
Meredith screamed.
"Don't shoot him," she said jumping up. She looked over at him. Their eyes locked.
He could see the terror in her eyes.
Jonathon stood frozen, his eyes large and empty. He lowered the gun.
"It's you." He whispered.
Derek breathed in heavily, trying to catch his breath now that the gun was down.
Suddenly, a smile crept across Jonathon's face.
"You don't recognize me, do you Dr. Shepard?"
Derek blinked.
"How do you know my name?"
Jonathon laughed.
"Oh I'll always remember your name Dr. Shepard…
How could I forget the man who killed my wife?"