Chapter 3
"Dr. Grey, why don't you tell us what's wrong with our patient?" Bailey said.
"Becca Montgomery, age 14. Had a concussion this morning and test have shown a blood clot forming near the brain."
"And what would you do to fix this, Dr. Grey?"
Meredith thought for a moment. "Make her comfortable and perform evasive surgery as soon as possible."
"Good work, Dr. Grey. You've got this case." Derek said with an awkward grin in her direction. George shot her a sympathetic look as he exited the room with Alex.
"I'm going to book the OR for her surgery. Page me if she wakes up." Derek ordered, leaving the room.
Meredith sighed. "I hate you." she breathed after he was halfway down the hall.
"What did I do?" Becca asked, sounding confused.
Meredith jumped. "Becca, god, don't do that. How long have you been awake?"
"Like, a minute, maybe? I don't know, I woke up when that man left."
"You mean Dr. Shepard. He's the head of neurosurgery here at the hospital."
"Why is the head of neurosurgery in my room? I only had a concussion, I can go, right?" Becca noticed just then what Meredith was wearing. "Are you a doctor?"
"I'm an intern. Dr. Shepard, technically, is your doctor."
"An intern? What's that, some technical jargon?"
"Yeah basically." Meredith replied with a smile. "It's a seven-year program where you're basically doing grunt work and figuring out what field you want to go into. A field would be like neurosurgery or cardiology."
"I knew that." Becca replied with a laugh.
"I have to page Dr. Shepard, you know, since you're awake now." Meredith said, pushing a button on your pager.
"Meredith? What's wrong with me?" Becca asked quietly.
"The concussion you had caused a blood clot to form in your brain, Dr. Shepard went to go book an operating room for your surgery. He'll be able to tell you more about this than I can."
"Good morning, Meredith, Becca." Derek greeted, re-entering the room.
"Dr. Shepard, right?" Becca asked, sounding slightly nervous.
"That's me." He replied with a sincere smile. "Now, the collapse you had this morning, was it prompted by anything?"
"You mean like dizziness? No, I just slipped."
Derek scribbled something on the chart. "So, Becca. Your concussion caused you to be out longer then you would normally because it caused a blood clot to form near your brain. If we don't perform surgery soon, it could increase in size and cause internal bleeding, which would in turn cause brain damage." He smiled awkwardly. "You've also sprained your ankle but there isn't a surgery for that though."
Becca swallowed slightly. "So when is the surgery?"
"I've books an OR for tomorrow morning, bright and early/" he paused. "Do you have any questions?"
"How long is the surgery?"
"Only a few hours long, it won't take forever."
"Are you any good?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
"I'm the best we have."
"Will you have to shave my head?"
"Hair makes it difficult to cut open the head, so yes."
Becca frowned. "Oh."
"It'll grow back eventually." Derek said, sounding sympathetic.
"Is the surgery risky?" she asked.
"Well, there are risks in every surgery we perform, but I assure you, few patients have died on my operating table."
"Okay… I guess I'll see you in the morning then." Becca said, trying to fast forward past the dreaded question she knew was coming.
"Wait one more thing. Do you have any family you'd like for us to contact so that they know what's going on? Since you're under 18, we shouldn't operate without a parent or guardian's permission."
"I'm not in touch with my family at the moment." Becca replied stiffly.
"So there isn't anyone we can contact?" Derek pressed.
"No." Becca lied effortlessly. After all, in New York, emancipations and runaways were a touchy subject for most people. No one had ever questioned her about her situation before.
Derek looked unconvinced. "Who brought you in?"
"Meredith, George, and Izzie." Becca replied with a glance toward the intern, who had been silent throughout the exchange.
He looked over at Meredith for verification, who nodded. "Dr. Grey, can I see you in the hallway for a moment?"
Meredith nodded. "Sure."
"Derek turned to Becca with a polite smile. "Excuse us."
Once the door had shut behind them, Derek surveyed Meredith questionably, his gaze pleading for answers.
"She's from New York. She came here looking for family. She needed somewhere to stay. That's all I know."
"Do me a favor, then. Try to find out something from her, and if you do, contact her family and find me. I find it hard to believe that a 14-year-old could make it from New York to Seattle without some kind of assistance."
Meredith nodded, turning away form Derek and going back to Becca's room.
"What did he want?"
"I don't know, there was some errand he needed done." Meredith lied.
"Um, Meredith? Will you do me a favor?" she asked softly.
"Yeah, sure."
Becca handed Meredith the piece of paper that she instantly recognized as her birth certificate. "Can you…find them for me?"
"Meredith nodded. "Of course."
Meredith didn't remember Becca's request again until lunch, when she and Izzie were taking the elevator down to the cafeteria.
"So, how's Satan doing today?" Meredith asked scathingly.
"She's fine." Izzie replied with raised eyebrows.
"I have Becca's birth certificate. She asked me to tell her family about her surgery tomorrow."
"Ohh. Let me read." Izzie said excitedly, snatching the piece of paper from Meredith. "Oh my god."
"What?" Meredith asked. Izzie didn't reply, just stared at the paper, transfixed. "What?" Meredith repeated, sounding annoyed and impatient.
""It says on here that her parents are Derek Shepard and Addison Montgomery." Izzie said in disbelief.
"Let me see that." Meredith said, sounding skeptical. Her eyes scanned quickly. Rebecca Montgomery, born May 5th, 1991, to Derek…"Oh my god." Meredith breathed as the elevator stopped at the ground floor.
A/N: Hey everybody! Here's the next chapter and I hope that everybody will like it. I've written the next chapter and that it just needs to be typed up so it'll be up soon. Please read (well if you've made it this far then I guess you've already read the chapter…) and review. Thanks to all the reviewers!
