author rant: a week without Grey, whatever will we do?

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Meredith yawned and leaned against the steering wheel. She looked at her watch. 5:58am. She cringed at the thought of driving into airport traffic, but Preston asked nicely. She would have to pick up her cousins an hour later.
Meredith was in mid attempt to stifle another yawn, when the passenger door was yanked open by a disgruntled Cristina.
"Good morning, sunshine," Mer greeted.
"Go to hell," Cristina spat.
Meredith grinned sweetly.
"Good morning, Meredith," Preston said, opening the back door.
"Hi, Preston. Ready for your trip?"
"Oh yes. My mother is looking forward to meeting Cristina. I have missed a good home cooked meal," Preston answered.
"She owns a restaurant, right?" Meredith asked.
"Yes, it is a combination jazz club."
"Nice."
"Do you mind driving through Starbucks, Meredith?"

Meredith and Cristina sat in the car while Preston ran into Starbucks.
" Save me," Cristina muttered. Meredith shook her head chuckling.
"This should be what you want. You love him. He loves you. Women kill for such a thing. I'd kill for it. This means a lot to Burke. You and I both know that."
Cristina sighed. " I know. You know I am not good at this stuff. Must we recap everything leading up to this point?"
Meredith leaned over to hug Cristina.
"You're touching me."
"Shut up."

Meredith smirked and waved goodbye. A disgruntled Cristina stood on the sidewalk, pouting. Preston retrieved their bags from Meredith's trunk.
" I'll be sure to get an extra bloody surgery in your honor!" Meredith called out to the annoyed Cristina.
Cristina responded with a less than polite response. Burke grabbed her hand and waved Meredith off.
She shook her head and drove around to find a parking space. Meredith finally found a parking lot. She hated the airport. Hate. Hate. Hate. She hoped her cousins' flights would be on time. She was rather confused why her Boston living cousin would be flying out from Colorado. Considering Rhys was an accountant in Boston. She didn't dwell on the thought for too long. Nothing made much sense now a days.
She twirled her keys around her fingers and made her way through the airport.
"Oh, excuse me!" she replied, as a tall man bumped into her. The sandy haired man bent down to hand her, her keys. There was something familiar about his bone structure.
"Thank you."
"No problem," he smiled and continued on with his two kids.
"Probably married," she muttered. Meredith shrugged and continued her quest to retrieve the only family she got along with.

"Mer!" a voice shouted from her right. Meredith turned to find her cousin, Riley rushing at her. She laughed as her cousin picked her up and swung her around.
"Hey Ri."
"You look wonderful as always. I hope you are getting sleep. I thank God everyday my internship went by fast," Riley rambled. Riley had been one of those wiz kids. He had somehow made it out of high school at the age of 15. He finished college by 19.And was on his way to becoming a well known pediatrician at the age of 30.
"Eh, sleep," Meredith responded. She hugged him again. " I have missed you and Rhys so much! So, tell me. Why is he flying in from Colorado?"
"Ah," Riley began. "The girlfriend had to stop in Colorado. Apparently they were going to fly in with her parents, but her parents had a change of plan. Her sister is out here."
Meredith nodded in comprehension.
"Do you know anything about the girlfriend? Are they serious?" She inquired.
"Her name is Lyndon Forbes. She works for a magazine, I think, Shape or Fitness. She's a great girl. Beautiful, smart, sarcastic. She is perfect for Rhys. You'll meet her and just love her. Trust me," Riley explained. Something about the name Forbes struck Meredith. She had heard the name before, but couldn't place it.
"Meyer!" someone shouted from the terminal. Meredith and Riley looked up to find Rhys running up to them. A red- headed woman was falling behind him. Her hand was clasped tightly in his.
Rhys let go of her hand long enough to sweep Meredith up in a hug,
"Hey Mer!" Rhys said excitedly. Her put her down and wrapped an arm around the girl behind him. " Mer, this is Lyndon Forbes."
Meredith suddenly dizzy.. A sinking feeling from long ago suddenly rose in her. Forbes.. Addison Forbes Montgomery. Tall red- head. Oh. My. God. . . . No frickin way.
I'm Addison Shepherd.
Shepherd?
And you must be the woman who's been screwing my husband.
Her name is Addison Forbes Montgomery.
This is seriously not happening!

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Meredith managed to blurt out. The four shared an awkward smile before moving on to baggage claim. All Meredith could do was keep her mouth shut and keep on walking. it's an insane coincidence. Yes, go with that. Ignore the fact that she looks like Addison. Ignore her name. Just keep walking and nodding and smiling. When you get home you can run up and shriek into a pillow. Yes, you will shriek, sleep, then head to the hospital to meet George. Yup. That is the plan.
"Meredith, Rhys told me you are a doctor. Where are you interning?"
Meredith froze. " Seattle Grace," she found herself answering without thought. She met Lyndon's wide eyes. She knew exactly who Meredith was.
"Oh My God," Lyndon gasped.
"Babe, something wrong?" Rhys asked. Lyndon shook her head.
"I totally forgot to send something to my boss," she lied.
"You can send it from Mer's, right Mer?"
"Of course!" Meredith answered, oddly.
Lyndon didn't say anything. Neither did Meredith. Could this day get any crazier?

"You're making me nervous," Preston complained to the jittery Cristina. Cristina was tapping her fingers and fiddling with everything around her.
"Did I mention that I was a horrible flier?" Cristina replied. " I hate, hate, HATE planes. I drove to Seattle. "
"You drove from California to Washington?"
Cristina nodded. Burke chuckled to himself and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"You surprise me every day. You do know that, right?" he said. "Everything will be all right. If you want, you can sleep. I will wake you when we land."
Cristina found the offer appetizing. Then movement of the plane caused her to react.
"Nope. I am going to go down with my eyes open."
"We are not going to go down."
"You don't know that."
Preston shook his head. Cristina was so amusing at times.

The conversation on the way to Meredith's was dominated by her cousins. She was relieved not to say a word. She feared if she did, it would only make it more awkward. She wasn't 100 sure if Lyndon was a relative of Addison's but something about the look they shared.. Meredith banished the thought from her head.
"So, Mer how's your love life? Still seeing that doctor?"
Meredith nearly chocked on the coffee she was drinking.
" I am dating George, my roommate, who is a doctor," she answered. She could feel Lyndon's eyes on her.
" You're living with him?"
"Yeah, actually he is giving up his room while you guys are staying with us."
Talk about an uncomfortable conversation. .
"You two haven't- - -"
"No! I am not having this conversation. Rhys, why don't you tell me how you met Lyndon? That is such a unique name."
"My mother and father were on some weird trend. My older brother's name are Jackson and Brandon and my sister's name is Addison. They really liked the "on" ending," Lyndon replied. " Anyway, I met Rhys when I was in Boston working on an article about the actresses from Hiegel's Anatomy. The girl that plays Ellen was getting married. I was working for a wedding magazine at the time."
" I picked her up in a bar," Rhys interrupted. Lyndon smacked him in the chest.
"He makes it sound so crass! It was a jazz club. My sister had recommended it to me. She had spent some time in Boston."
"It was a bar, Lyn. Accept it. You picked me up in a bar," Rhys teased.
"You can tell that to my farther and see how many brownie points you win! Back to the story, he was playing the piano for his friend Eric. I thought he was so handsome. I had to know his name. I had my photographer find out."
"What she is leaving out was that her photographer was a guy. I was so relieved from him to point out a gorgeous red head. We got to talking and fell in love. Its been 7 months." Rhys emphasized his point by kissing his girlfriend.
Meredith fought the urge to cringe. Her cousin was in love with Addison's sister. How mc-fucking- tastic

"Okay, so Rhys and Lyn are in the guest room at the far end of the hall. Riley, you are in George's room. I have a couple of patients to call in and check on," Meredith directed. She hurried away from the trio and into her bedroom. She laid back against the door and sighed.This is NOT happening.

Cristina gripped Preston's arm tightly as the plane landed. Despite the pain coursing through his arm, Preston was pleased. Cristina always managed to surprise him without trying.
"Cris, you can let go," he whispered. "We are here."
Cristina let him go hesitantly. Preston rose from his seat to collect their carry ons. He gently pulled the bizarrely sedate Cristina down the aisle of the plane.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm- I'm fine," she replied. Preston smiled and placed a kiss on her hand. The two walked off the plane searching for a familiar face.
"Preston!" a loud voice shouted.
The smile on Burke's face grew into a large grin.
"Mama!" He cried excitedly. Cristina stood back to watch Burke run up to his mother. The smaller woman had her son in a tight embrace.
"I have missed you so much," she said. Lydia Burke took another look at her handsome son, before hugging him once again.
"Mom, I would like you to meet someone," Preston started. He turned to usher Cristina over to them. " Mom, this is Cristina Yang. Cristina this is my mother, Lydia Burke."
"It is so nice to meet you," Lydia replied.
"It is nice to meet--." A wave of nausea came over Cristina. She slapped her hand to her mouth and rushed over to the nearest trashcan.
Preston looked around nervously. "She isn't a real fan of flying."

mc-fucking-tastic is the new abso-fucking-lutely. haha. got to love Mr. Big. you really do, every girl has one.or it seems that way. thanks for reading and please. please. please. please review! If you review more will come! --BitB21