Meredith tried to move away from the wall and get away from Maggie, but it was unsuccessful. When Meredith took a step, Maggie pointed the gun at her and evil smiled.

"One move and you will be dead."

Meredith looked into her sisters eyes and tried to figure her out.

Maggie was a successful woman, a genius who finished her residency at the age of 27 and was one of the best. People around the USA have heard about her, doctors adored her and wanted to be as successful as she was.

Margaret Pierce had grown up in loving family, with loving parents, had gone to med school without paying for it, had amazing career and worldwide fame. She was more succesful than Meredith, had it all at the age of 35 and more. The only thing that Meredith had but Maggie didn't is a husband and four kids.

Meredith tried to undestand what made Maggie to do such things. Why someone as successful and prosperous as her would go this low and do bad and awful things like killing someone and blackmailing. Maggie had the would under her feed and she chose to do this.

"You are wondering why am I doing this, right? You are thinking why I tried to kill your husband before and will do that again?"

Meredith gasped at her words. Maggie was the one, who tried to kill Derek. Because of her he was in this state and couldn't be with his family. Because of her he didn't see his daughter's birth, coudn't be with his wife while she was pregnant and celebrate her third pregnancy.

"You, you… "

"That was me. I was the one, who called him in that moment. I saw the truck coming and knew that he would stop to answer the phone. I had planed it all, but then he came and I had to leave." Maggie walked around the hallway and talked. Meredith listened to her and tried to stpp her tears. She had cried a lot and this time she needed to stop crying. It would show her as a broken woman, who wasn't strong enough to stand against her biological half-sister. Meredith needed to time to think of a plan.

"Who is he?" Meredith asked and Maggie stopped looking at ther. "What he did?"

Maggie came closer and put the gun next to Meredith's jaw. She felt cold metal against her hot skin and she closer her eyes. She felt Maggie's hot breath near her right ear. It was making her sick.

"Your father. He saw me and tried to catch me." Maggie whispered.

"Thatcher?"

"Does your father have another name?" She heard Maggie reply sarcastically.. When Meredith didn't feel anymore her hot breath, she opened her eyes. Maggie was looking at her with anger. "I managed to escape. He didn't catch me and, for my lucky, he didn't see my face… Did you knew that he is a FBI agent?"

Meredith didn't believe her. Her father was a teacher in highschool and an alcoholic. When she was little, he always came from school with huge piles of tests that he had to mark. Meredith remembers his red pen and how he used to white different letters on the paper. That was before he left.

When she met him again, he had two grown up daughters and a wife. He had crossed Meredith out of his life. He had a new life, a happy one, but it all changed when Susan died. He became an addict. He drank a lot and didn't care about anyone. When he needed a liver donation, Meredith donated him a part of her liver. Not because of him, but because of Lexie. Her little sister deserved more time with her father.

The last time she saw him was at Lexie's funeral. They didn't even say a word to each other.

"That's what I thought." The gun left Meredith's jaw and she breathed out. "He was the one, who switched bodies and hid Derek. If that detective, what was his name?... I don't care what was his name. If he wouldn't have recognized Derek, that he still would be laying in Atlanta and I wouldn't have to do this."

"Maggie, why are you doing this?" Meredith asked and tried to look into her eyes. "Tell me – "

"Because you had the life I wanted!"

"What do you mean?"

"You took everything from me!" Maggie turned around and Meredith took a deep breath. There was a big anger in her eyes, bigger than before. And in this moment Meredith was more afraid than ever. People in anger did a lot of things and most of time they were bad. At any moment Maggie could shot and Meredith would die of the lose of blood.

Maggie put her hands on her face and breathed deeply. "You will never be able to understand."

"What exactly, Maggie? I didn't do anything to you. I even didn't know that you existed two years ago!" Now Meredith was getting angry. Maggie blamed her for something she had never done. She didn't know about her half-sister's existence. She didn't know that Ellis was pregnant. She didn't know that she had a sister somewhere.

Maggie came closer and pointed at Meredith with the gun. Then she pointed around and than back at her. "You have everything I have ever wanted."

Meredith wanted to ask her more, but Maggie stopped her.

"You grew up with her. You grew up with the brilliant Ellis Grey. Everyone recognizes you as her daughter. The excellent and talanted Meredith Grey, sorry, Shepherd – the daughter of Ellis Grey. You are her pride. You are her legacy. I should be in your place.

She gave me away. I was to bad for her. She had never wanted me. She chose you over me, the daughter, who she never wanted."

"That's not like that." Meredith knew it all. Of course, she was hurt that her mother never wanted her, always were in the work and forgot about her birthdays. She never came to her school plays, never said 'I love you' or smiled at her drawings. She simply threw them out and left. Growing up it hurt, but when she saw her mother for the last time… Meredith understood Ellis' pain. She was hurt and damaged as Meredith. Richard chose Adele over her, she had his child and she tried to forget her pain in the work. And Meredith… it was painful looking at her and remembering that had given away another daughter.

Ellis loved her and Maggie would have loved. She just didn't know how to express her feeling and show. She was afraid and hurt, and took her pain out on Meredith.

"I KNOW THE TRUTH!"

Meredith tried to take a step closer, but a shot stopped her. Maggie had shot the ceiling. "I haven't finished yet. If you will take another step, the next bullet will be in you." And Meredith knew that Maggie didn't joke.