So, I've been working a lot on Blindsided for multiple reasons. One being that it's my baby; Blindsided is the very first story I ever posted on FF and now it has over 80 reviews in over 15,000 reads. Secondly, I promised updates that I wasn't giving. But now it's time to work on both stories simultaneously.

Chapter 13 of Blindsided was uploaded earlier but hasn't shown up as being updated, so I deleted it a few times and reuploaded. Not sure if it's there or not, but I did update.

Four weeks ago, Meredith Grey had been asked the hardest question of her life; a question that trumps any med school exam, intern exam, or even your boards. She was asked by her young daughter how she was having a baby without a daddy. Meredith didn't know how to explain it then, and almost a month later and she still doesn't have the best answer for Zola.

At that moment in time, the only explanation she could think of was to tell her daughter that Derek wanted to make Meredith happy, so he gave her another baby from where he was up in Heaven. The four year old bought it, but Meredith still felt the guilt of having lied to her daughter. But she couldn't exactly tell the child about the birds and the bees, not at such a young age.

She felt guilty wondering why she even got pregnant when they weren't even trying when all those years ago she couldn't get pregnant because of her 'hostile' uterus. Not so hostile anymore, is it? It's not that she didn't love the child that was currently residing in her womb, she did, she just couldn't understand why the events had to play it out in the odds that Meredith would become a single mother of three. She just didn't see the fairness of the situation.

Zola had questioned her about Derek that night, asking if he was coming back, why wouldn't he want to be there for the new baby when he was there when Bailey was born. Meredith had somehow satisfied her daughter with the answers provided, but yet four weeks later, and Meredith is thinking about Derek.

There's just this feeling she has, and it's definitely not the unborn child she's carrying, no nausea or anything. It's something that can't really be explained. The best she could do to explain it was to say that her feeling was telling her that something just isn't right. Sitting with the same thought for four weeks finally made Meredith break down and talk to Addison about the feeling.

The office was quiet, Charlotte was working with at the hospital, Cooper was home with the kids, Sam and Naomi were out of town, Violet was in her office with a patient as well as Jake. Meredith and Addison were talking in the kitchen.

"I just don't know…it's like my body is telling me something is wrong, or something major is going to happen."

Addison nodded her head as she sat down at the counter. "Well is it a 'hand in body cavity' feeling or slightly better?"

Meredith squinted her eyes, wondering how the hell Addison knew about her feeling on that eventful day many moons ago. "Definitely better than that. Should I call someone from Seattle, or Cristina even? Make sure everyone is alright? Do you think that could be the feeling, that something happened to one of them?"

Addison shrugged. It was a good suggestion, and if it was a way to get Meredith to reach out to those she knew back home, Addison was all for it. She definitely didn't mind Meredith in LA, she loved it even. Of course it wasn't under the best of circumstances, but that's beside the point. Addison would stay by Meredith's side, help her get through this pregnancy as safely as possible, but she did want the younger woman to at least give her friends an update on her safety. "It sounds like a good idea."

Meredith nodded her head before leaving the kitchen. She was determined to get to the bottom of this feeling. She walked down the hall to her office and sat down at her desk. Meredith had to stretch a bit more than usual now that her child was finally making some sort of appearance. She had remembered something a patient had said before about calling someone from a blocked number, so she figured she would give it a try. She took a few deep breaths before dialing Alex's number.

After a few rings, she heard his voice fill the other end of the line. "It's Karev." She stayed silent, however she took a few more deep breaths. "Come on, I don't have all day here." Meredith could tell he was getting impatient with the silence.

A soft, "Alex," left her lips before she could stop herself.

"Mer? Where the hell are you? Do you know what we've been going through trying to find you? It's been months, Meredith, months!"

"Look, I'm just calling to see if everyone is alright. I am safe, the kids are safe. You don't need to know where I am; when I want you to know, you'll know. Just tell me if everyone is okay…alive and well…"

"Everyone is as well as they could be, but Mer, there's something I have to tell you—"

But before he could finish, the line was disconnected. Did she feel bad about it? Yes. Does she regret it? A little. But she couldn't risk hearing something that would have her going back to the place she left before she was ready to. Her feeling hadn't left, so she needed to make one last phone call. To a number she hadn't used in quite sometime. The last time she spoke to Cristina was at Derek's funeral. She didn't even say goodbye when she was on the next flight out after the funeral. That was kind of the breaking point of their friendship, in Meredith's eyes. Cristina was supposed to be her person, but she failed to be there when Meredith needed her the most. Alex hadn't, he had stepped up, took over Derek's role the best he could without trying to replace the neurosurgeon.

Meredith had finally ended the inner battle and dialed the long distance number—blocked, again.

"Doctor Yang."

"You're okay," Meredith said as her greeting while letting out a deep breath she hadn't known she had been holding.

"Meredith? Are you okay? Alex said you just up and left without saying goodbye or anything."

Same goes for you, Meredith thought. "I'm fine, the kids are fine. I just had one of those feelings so I was calling to see if you were alive, safe. So since you are, I have to get back to work," before Cristina couldn't speak, the call was ended.

Meredith often wondered how their relationship gotten so broken, until she remembered the day when Cristina practically told her that her having kids was a mistake. And the fact that Cristina stole her printer; her thunder. 3D printing was her idea, but Cristina ruined what she had been printing so she could use it for herself. The last year and a half had been chipping away their relationship piece by piece. Sure, Meredith missed the old days back when she and Cristina were practically joined at the hip; the twisted sisters, but if she had to choose between going back to be the same with Cristina or her family, Meredith would always choose her family, nothing could trump Zola, Bailey and her unborn child.

Alex had hung up his phone after the line had gone dead. He was ready to tell Meredith about Derek, but she had hung up before he had the chance. And he couldn't call back because the woman was smart enough to call him through a blocked number.

Walking back into his living room, he looked at the small crowd of people who had seemed to continue coming to the frat house for pizza and beer. "So she hung up before I could tell her anything. Said they were safe…she has a job, so that's good—we know that she's making an income to get them through. Wanted to know if we were safe because she had one of those feelings. Nothing too serious, just her curiosity."

Derek looked up at the man who just entered the room. "Did she sound okay? She wasn't just Meredith fine?" If he couldn't be with his family, or even know where the hell they were, the least he could do was know that they were truly safe, and not just Meredith's version of safe or fine.

Alex took his seat on the sofa again and looked at Derek. "She sounded really good. A little on edge maybe, but that's probably because of the 'feeling' or whatever it is that she has. But there's something she's not telling us. I could tell that there was something different by the way she was talking. I just cant think of what it could be."

Derek sat on the couch thinking of what he could do to find Meredith and the kids. He was beyond worried, and curious on how she was getting by without any trace of having a job. Derek was ready to start working fewer hours at the hospital in order to set up another investigation on finding his family. There had to be some way they could be found that Derek, nor all of their Seattle friends, had thought of.

She hadn't meant to, but Addison had overheard Meredith's conversation with Alex as she was on her way to her own office. And she now knew what she had to do.

She had wanted to do it for a while now, but out of loyalty to Meredith, she didn't. Addison went into her office and dialed a number she knew well.

"Amelia? It's Addison."