George wanted to ask Meredith where they were going but was afraid that she would yell at him, she liked to yell a lot. "Meredith where are we going?" he finally asked hoping that she wouldn't yell.

"Here." Meredith pulled the car into a parking lot of a gym and turned the engine off. "My friend Lily works here, she needs a few stitches."

"Why doesn't she go to the hospital?"

"She doesn't like doctors."

"Meredith you're a doctor. I am also a doctor."

"George don't waste your logic on me. She doesn't like other doctors. She likes me and she'll like you." Meredith grabbed her bag, slammed the car door and headed towards the building.

George followed not knowing what else to do. Truth be told he loved rash impulsive Meredith she was cute. Walking into the front entrance he half expected to find a small girl with a tiny cut after all her name was Lily. However as the learning curve went he was wrong. After walking through the gym into the back where there was a boxing ring he saw a small girl with what appeared to be a massive cut and a broken nose. There was also an older guy holding a towel to the bleeding and an ice pack on her nose. "Wow," was all he could bring himself to say.

Meredith shot him a 'shut up' look before approaching her friend. "Lil what have you been doing to that pretty face of yours?" she asked taking the towel out of the man's hand. "Thanks Mike."

Lily winced in pain as Meredith examined the cut. "We were sparring without helmets and I got hit fast and hard with the Velcro."

"And it sliced you pretty good. Who got you?"

"Bradley."

"Ah well that explains it." Meredith opened up her bag and took out a piece of sterile gauze over the cut. "Well kid you are going to have one hell of a shiner." Meredith got Mike to remove the ice pack he was still holding on Lily's nose. "You got to learn to not get hit or at least wear a helmet till you do."

"I know, I know," Lily said turning her attention to George. "Who is the guy?"

"That's George, he…" Meredith walked over to George who was standing a fair distance away looking uneasy and took his hand in hers. "Is going to hold your hand," she replaced her hand with Lily's. "While I do this…" with one shift motion Meredith grabbed onto Lily's nose and set it back into place. George felt that his fingers were going to break under the pressure that Lily was gripping them. "You okay?"

"Peachy," Lily replied releasing George's hand and lying down in the ring.

Meredith followed placing a towel under Lily's head and getting George to hold the ice pack on her nose. "You really have to get over your fear of doctors too, I can't be half hazardly stitching you up every time Bradley knocks you around."

"I know." Lily's eyes began to close as Meredith began to stitch her up. "Thanks Meredith. This really means a lot to me, you know that right?"

"Yes I know. You can make it up to me by giving another lesson when you're better."

"Deal," Lily said with a smile.

"Uh Meredith," George said from the other side of Lily's body.

"Yes?"

"She, her, Lily's…" he stuttered. "Her…"

"Out with it George."

"I've been checking her pulse. It's…it's…180."

"Oh, don't worry about that," Meredith said causally continuing her line of stitches.

"WHAT?"

Meredith finished her work and lay down beside Lily. "She has a heart condition George, she'll be fine." Meredith patted Lily on the head. "You're okay right?"

"Yes, but thank you for the concern George, you are very kind." Lily smiled sitting up. "Well I should get Mike to take me home. I'll see you on Sunday?"

"Yeah I'll take the stitches then."

"George you should come to." Lily gave Meredith a hug and left.

"What was that?" George asked. "Lily, she's my boxing instructor."

"You take boxing?"

"Yup. Come on lets go home."