-1Story: And the Ability to Tell the Difference
Author: The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom
To Tell or Tell not that is the Question
Dr. Meredith Grey moved swiftly towards the elevator, she had barely escaped the cafeteria without George catching her. She took a deep breath, this was bad, major badness. How could she of been so stupid last night and when everyone found out, hell everyone may already of found out, she hadn't exactly been quiet the night before. But Izzy wouldn't tell anyone, at least she didn't think she would. Well, maybe Alex, who might tell the nurses, but he probably wouldn't. But he would make a out of place comment to George, which may start another fight. She shrugged, George could take care of himself against Alex, she'd seen it first hand. Other then Alex, Izzy may accidentally perhaps tell Cristina, who would somehow accidentally tell Burke, who would let it slip to the esteemed head of surgery in some under handed comment, who would probably let it slip to Derek thinking he already knew in yet another, slight hinting comment. Silently she thanked whatever God or Gods that existed Bailey was still on maternity leave. Suddenly Meredith wondered if she should take the stairs. She had to give it to George, who would have thought he was so good, now if only she could recall if she had called out his name while he was involved in doing any one of the numerous things he had done to her. She also wished she knew if he had been drunk or not, but even if he had, it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what had happened when he had woken up naked in her bed. Meredith had to admit she had been buzzed but not even close enough not to remember. She shook her head slightly, ok, if I did yell out George's name then I'm screwed. If not then I could tell Izzy it was just a one night stand and I'm sorry for being so loud. George wouldn't tell anyone she didn't want to know. Would he tell anyone? He didn't seemed to really have any great friends here at work. Hell, he didn't seem to have any extremely close friends anywhere. She tightened her jaw as the doors to the elevator opened. Maybe the stairs would've been the better choice.
Meredith stepped into the elevator fully expecting to find Dr. Shepard, he always seemed to be in the elevator when she wasn't in the mood to see anybody. What she didn't expect though was the beautiful young women he was talking to. For a moment she was slightly jealous. She stepped in, receiving a smile from Derek. The young women turned, and nodded at her. The young women then moved to leave the elevator.
"Dr. Shepard, I think I'll go talk to the boys now. With any luck they'll be clearing out by the time we have to go see Dr. Webber. That way you'll have good news for your boss when we go meet with him, rather then just telling him about the major mistake you ever intelligent surgeons made." The young women laughed, and Meredith was slightly surprised when Derek did also. "I will meet you in twenty minutes at the office of the chief of surgery." With that the young women was gone leaving her once again alone in the elevator with Dr. Shepard. Dr. Derek Shepard to be precise.
"Hello" Derek smiled, staring straight ahead at the doors.
"Hello, and who was that?" Meredith glanced quickly over at the brain surgeon, inwardly she cringed at the amount of jealously and accusation in her voice.
"That was Mrs. Nicolas Mackenzie." Derek sounded very satisfied with himself and almost like saying the young women's married name was a joke. Meredith's brain quickly processed the information. Mackenzie… Izzy and she had met the women sitting by the teachers bedside, the mans ex wife, and that was most obviously not her. The women who just got out of the elevator was taller, and had blood red hair. She also appeared to work out, and walked with a sense of pride.
"You mean the teacher, the guy who kept calling out for his ex-wife when he came in?"
"No, he was calling out for his wife, Sam. But his parents assumed it must of meant is ex." It was Derek's turn to take a quick glace over at Meredith.
"Wait, they didn't know there son was married?" She slowly turned towards the doctor.
"As, Mrs. Mackenzie put it, a simple little kink. Although as she admitted, it just became a major kink. She seems to be taking everything in stride though. Got mad when I told her, her husbands ex-wife was sitting be his bedside not leaving. I figure I'll set something up to get her out of there for a while so Sam can go see her husband for a few moments before surgery. She was understandably upset when I informed her the family didn't want to tell the wrestling team that has set up camp in the waiting room, what was going on. She did however inform me that she will be taking care of that little matter, well you heard her say that." He continued to face forward. Meredith always felt weird standing in the elevator with him, like she should be jumping him, begging him to take her. Although doing that almost guaranteed Addison showing up and catching them.
"So what's new with you?" Derek's voice took her out of her thoughts.
" Not much, screwing myself over mostly"
"I asked you what was new, you always seem to be doing that, lately" Meredith grimaced, he was correct of course, that seemed to pretty much be all she was doing these days. That was when the doors opened and she saw Addison approaching. Without a second thought she exited the elevator, noting she now had to walk up two floors. Well, the stairs are obviously safer anyways. Fewer people take them, and it's supposed to be good for you.
Sam walked swiftly towards the large group of students and the four assistant coach's. One approached her, looking her up and down suggestively, Clements smiled.
"And what exactly are you doing here Roslyn, I thought you were just friends with Hannah. Her and Kyle aren't dating anymore you know." His eyes stopped on her chest. Sam rolled her eyes and stared at him.
"You can play dumb but Nick and Myself both know your not that daft. Bloody hell Clements you caught me leaving Nicks hotel floor last year at states in Tacoma. You know perfectly well I ain't just some alumni who likes to go visit her old school. Bad memories and all that ya know, never was one for cheerleading and school spirit. How would Nick feel knowing while he's incapacitated your going after me, while that isn't out of the ordinary I'm not up to it. Where's Terrence McFair?" She watched as Clements eyes turned into slits. The short little man looked oddly like a troll with Vulcan ears, and she towered over him by six inches.
"Over by the coffee machine, and I'm sure Nick wouldn't mind sharing a toy, he always used to do it before he married his ex. What do you think a roll in the hay wouldn't bother him, would it?" without answering him she turned and walked away.
"Hey Terri" she approached him quickly looking up and down the hall. The younger boy turned to her.
"Hey Sammy, so did you find anything out? Those nurses are pretty rude when you ask them anything."
"Yeah, I found out what's wrong with Coach. Turns out he needs brain surgery, something abut pressure and what not. The former Mrs. Nick Mackenzie is currently keeping vigil over him as if she still loves him. Good show for his parents though, I'll give the bitch that." Sam spat out the last couple sentences with venom. Terri looked at her sadly.
"Man that sucks, she left him for some bartender or something wasn't it." Sam nodded.
"Complained that she never saw Nick, that it drove her to someone else, but then again I see him even less then she did and I'm perfectly content. Listen, I need you to spread the word, his surgery isn't till tomorrow morning. You guys need to all head home. All your doing is driving the staff batty, and I think Nick would rather see you guys here when he wakes up, rather then getting booted out this evening when you really piss someone important off. Plus, don't let it on that any of you know, and make sure you tell everyone to give it a couple days before spreading it around P.H.S. Otherwise we could both get into a shit load of trouble when Nick wakes up. I personally don't want to be under his wrath even when he's half dead." Terri smiled in understand.
"Ok, will do Sam. Let's go start letting the little people know."
" You are one of the little people Terrence." She sighed, at false look of disbelief on the boys face. "Just be sure to keep me away from Clements."
"Roger wilko, Mrs. Mackenzie."
"And don't do that you whelp. With all our luck someone will hear you." Terri just smiled and through his arm around Sam. Together the two headed towards the large assemble in the waiting room.
Author Note: Sorry the update took so long, I've been up to my nose in case work. Plus two Detroit cops were killed so I've had to deal with that case on top of everything. Please Review, I live on them, they are like my life's blood, they keep my writing going, and help me from getting writers block.
