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He's dead. That's all I can think after I decided to search deeper for Derek Shepherd. I can't believe he's dead. I'll never get to meet him now. I close the computer screen and close my eyes to keep the tears from falling.
I look in the mirror, brush my hair, and head towards the hospital.
"So, what's your family like?" Ruby asks as we walk to find our resident.
"What is with everyone asking about my personal life?" I snap, aggravated that everyone seems to be interested.
"Woah." Ruby says as she puts her hands up in mock defeat, " I was just trying to get to know you better."
"I'm sorry. It's just yesterday, Dr. Grey walked up to me and asked about where I was from and what schools I went to. She even asked if I had ever worked in DC."
"You see, me asking about your family, that's normal. We're friends. But ? That's a little weird."
"I know, right? Anyways, my family? Well, it was just me and mom until I was ten. Then she got married to my step-dad, John, and they had two kids, my sister Samantha and my brother, Brooks."
"What about your dad?"
"Well, my mom got pregnant while she was in college at Bowdoin. I've never met my dad. All I have is his name on my birth certificate and a really old picture of him when he and my mom were dating."
"Did he know your mom was pregnant? Why didn't stick around? You ever think about looking for him?"
I look at Ruby strangely because she's so interested in my father. "My mom says they broke up before she found out she was pregnant and she didn't want to tell him because she didn't want him to try to get back together with her because of me."
"Oh, well, I guess that makes sense."
"As far as looking for him goes, I think I've lasted this long without him, I'll probably last forever." I tell her, hoping that she won't pick up on my hidden heartbreak. "What about you? What's your family like?"
"Oh, they're great! I grew up in West Virginia, small town, big family. I have the greatest parents, an older sister, Opal, and two younger brothers, Blake and Aaron." Ruby tells me really fast, clearly excited to talk about her family.
"You and your sister both have gemstone names. Why'd your parents leave your brothers out?"
"Oh, well, I don't know. I guess gemstones don't really lend themselves to be used as boy names." She shrugs as we reach our resident.
