Title: Spiral

Author: MissMouseMD

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Not mine.

A/N: Um, yeah. Enjoy.


Meredith

Meredith Grey doesn't cry.

She avoids it, if at all possible.

Sure, she sheds tears now and then.

But she never allows herself to really cry.

To give in to heart wrenching sobs.

When her daddy left, when she was just a little girl, she didn't cry.

When her mommy ignored her, she didn't cry.

When her boyfriend was married, she didn't cry.

She sulked and she drank and she was angry as hell.

But she didn't cry.

Because she doesn't let herself cry.

She cried once.

She couldn't hold the tears anymore.

The sobs came so hard that she couldn't breathe.

He held her hand and whispered to her until she was okay again.

But he can't do that anymore.

If she cries now, he can't make it better.

He can't fix her, because he's the one who caused her pain.

Finn

She won't let him help her.

It hurts that she doesn't trust him.

He knows that she's not telling him something.

And he knows that it's probably something bad.

And he knows that she still loves Derek Shepherd.

And yet, he stays with her.

He saves her from drowning, and he saves her from kitchen fires.

Because you don't leave bloody car crash victims on the side of the road.

And you don't just leave broken women alone in their misery.

You just don't.

But still, it hurts when she pushes him away.

It hurts when she rolls over, and swats him with her bandaged hand.

"Go away, Finn."

He tries to reason with her, but she doesn't listen.

"I want to be alone."

Sighing, he leaves the room.

But he knows better than to leave her alone.

Izzie

Finn's voice startles her.

"Stay with her."

She turns, to look at him.

"What?"

She furrows her brow, confused.

"Watch her, to make sure she's okay. Meredith."

"Oh."

She nods.

"All right."

His face is serious.

"She's not been herself lately. Maybe you can try and cheer her up."

"In case you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly Little Miss Sunshine lately."

"You can still try."

She looks at him a moment.

And then agrees.

"Okay. I'll try."

He smiles at her briefly, before walking out the door.

She stands there, a minute.

In the middle of the kitchen.

And then she picks up the phone.

Dials George's cell.

"Hello?"

"George? It's Izzie."

"Oh, hey Iz."

She doesn't bother with trivialities.

"What the hell happened to Meredith?"

"She-uh, we're not exactly sure, actually. We heard her scream, and when we walked in the room, a mirror was broken and she was bleeding."

Izzie frowns.

"Can you come home early tonight? I mean, as early as you can? Because I think Meredith needs company right now."

"Um, okay. I gotta go. I'll see you then?"

"Yeah. Bye."

She puts the phone down, troubled.


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