Lily pulled herself out of bed and down the hall into the kitchen where Meredith was attempting to make toast. "Please, please mister toaster take the bread and make me some toast," Meredith pleaded as the bread refused to go down. "Lily please help I need to eat before boxing and your toaster hates me."

"He doesn't hate you," Lily said taking the bread out of Meredith's hand. "You just have to flirt with him a little," she explained dropping the toast from a little height above the toaster letting it fall in. "It's from the 70's and is a little temporal mental, but that's why Mike loves it." Lily grabbed a box of cereal off the top of the fridge and poured herself a bowl. "Speaking of… where is my brother?"

"He wanted to jog to the gym, I declined so he left the car for us. He also gave my specific instructions to make sure you ate, but I can see you're all over that."

"He worries too much." Lily observed getting the milk out of the fridge

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Mike jogged along several paths to get to the gym. It wasn't the most direct route, but for his only day off it was the most enjoyable and that's what days off were all about. He had to go along a main road as he got closer to the gym, forgetting about the blind spot from a hill he jogged out not noticing the car the proceeded to hit him sending him onto the windshield. The car halted immediately and the driver emerged. "My God are you alright?" the man asked.

Lucky for Mike the car hadn't been going that fast and he was still conscious to answer the man's questions. "I just go hit by a car what do you think?" he asked gasping as he became more aware of the pain.

"Are you having any trouble breathing?" the man asked while dialling 911. "Hello I need an ambulance and a police officer on the corner of third and crescent, there's been an accident," the man said staying close by to Mike. "Don't worry help is on the way."

"I'm not worried. Why should I be worried? It's not like I've been hit by a car or anything… oh wait, I HAVE!"

"What's your name?" the man asked.

"What?"

"Your name, what is it?"

"Mike."

"Alright Mike I'm Derek. I'm also a doctor, are you having any blurred vision, trouble breathing or extreme discomfort?"

"Lucky for you I'm also a doctor and although I'm winded I'm pretty sure you just broke a couple of ribs, gave me a concussion and separated my shoulder," Mike said as he heard the ambulance getting closer. "Man, my one day off and I manage to get hit by a car."

"What hospital do you work at?" Derek asked trying to keep the man talking.

"Seattle General, in the emergence room. You?"

"Seattle Grace," Derek said taking his pulse, it was elevated but not erratic. "It's closer but if you're more comfortable I can get the ambulance to take you to General instead."

"Do you know Meredith Grey?" Mike asked trying to keep his mind off his aching body. "I know Grace is a big hospital but…"

"Yes I know her," Derek said suddenly realising he had just hit Meredith's boyfriend with his car, this was going to be one for the books.

Mike exhaled and smiled as the ambulance pulled up with the police car right behind it. "Could you call her? I have her cell phone number it's 555-4312. Just tell her what happened."

Derek pulled out his cell phone as the paramedics were loading Mike into the ambulance and dialled Meredith number.

"Hello?" Meredith said picking up her cell phone off the counter without looking to see who was calling. She never looked because she didn't want to become one of those people who didn't pick up her phone just because the hospital was calling. Lily's attention picked up when she saw Meredith's face drop, as she yelled, "YOU DID WHAT!"