"Do you have a double life?" George finally let out on the car ride home.

"What do you mean?"

"You box. You reset that girls nose and let her go home with a pulse of 180!" George was so confused he found himself yelling. "I'm not even going to start with the stitches! What if she gets an infection? What is she has a head injury? What…"

"George relax Mike is a doctor at the local emergence room he'll stay with her tonight. Lily doesn't like him doing her stitches, nor does he want to. I don't mind."

"You box?"

"Every Sunday that I don't work. What did you think I did when I was leaving the house every morning at seven?"

"Going to church?"

Meredith laughed and gave George a smile that melted his heart. "It's good for stress management and helping get over Derrick."

George nodded he could have gone without hearing that name. "Sounds…interesting."

"You should come on Sunday it can be a house event."

"House event?" George paused thinking over the statement. "Izzy does this too?"

"And Christina," Meredith added as she pulled the car into the driveway.

"Why am I the last…Christina boxes?" George suddenly got a visual in his head of the three girls in their scrubs with big red gloves on. "That just adds a whole new level of scary to her." He laughed nervously as they walked in the house.

"Hey where have you two been?" Izzy asked from her position on the couch. "I thought we were going to have another fun tequila night."

"Lily need some stitches, George came along for the ride," Meredith explained plopping herself down on the couch. "Now he knows our dirty little secret."

"I guess we have to kill him." Izzy smiled and threw a pillow at her friend who was standing in the doorframe looking nervous. "Lil is okay, right?"

"Mike is taking care of her." Meredith explained curling up in a little ball. "Bradley popped her pretty good."

"Poor Bradley he loves Lily, he must feel terrible." Izzy shifted giving George a place to sit down beside her. "I'm tired."

"Me too," Meredith chimed in half falling asleep where she was sitting.

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"You're LATE!" Bailey yelled at her interns as they walked through the front door.

Meredith, Izzy and George broke out into a run. The three had all passed out downstairs and the noise from their alarm clocks upstairs took a long time to reach them. Out of the corner of her eye Meredith caught a glimpse of Mike, who was sitting head in his hands in a chair in the waiting room.

"Mike? What's going on?" she asked once she finally reached him. "What happened?" Meredith saw a thick line of worry creased down Mike's face, something she only was when there was something wrong with his little sister Lily.

"Lily passed out taking out the garbage when we got home last night. A neighbour called 911, she's fine, but because it's the first time it has happened they want to keep her for a little bit." Mike paused and looked around for a moment. "The thing is four guys are out sick today and they need me to come in."

"Mike its no problem, I'll check up on her."

"Thanks Meredith, you have no idea what that means to me," Mike said giving Meredith a hug. "I've got my phone with me, Lily knows the number, just in case."

"I'll call you this afternoon to give you an update."

"Thanks," Mike said before heading out the door unaware that while he did Meredith was checking out his butt.