A light was on in the old firehouse. Cristina has left it for Owen. Although it made his heart ache every time he came home and saw a light on, thinking that perhaps the love of his life came back, but it was only a lamp that he forgot to turn off the previous night. The redhead has just finished making dinner. He didn't spend much time there but he could not sell it.

Amelia swung her purse to her shoulder as she inserted the key to the place. The doctor climbed up the stair and found Owen setting up the table.

"Hey" she smiled.

"Hi. You're right on time. Dinner is ready."

She threw her jacket on the couch. The chief asked her to move in after overhearing her wanting to move out of her brother's place. His intensions were plutonic, there was no way he could get over Yang. Especially when she was the one who fixed him.

They have been getting along well.

"Smells good," she said.

It is was chilly day in Seattle. Amelia just left the firehouse without Owen. It was his morning off and she was better off letting him sleep. The man has not rested well for a long time.

As she headed towards the hospital, she met her sister-in-law's sister -if she can even call her Meredith's sister- at the coffee stand outside the door.

"Good morning, Maggie."

"Oh! Good morning, Dr. Shepherd," she smiled politely.

Both paid for their hot drink and headed inside. Amelia was never good at small talk but it was already awkward, she thought nothing worse can come from it.

"So, how are you and Meredith going? Still not happy about sisters?"

"Half-sisters," she correct. "But no… From what I heard from Richard and from what I have seen, she is a good person. I sometimes wished that we were close. Like your relationship with her for example."

Amelia nearly choked on her coffee. "Trust me. You do not want to be that close to her. Don't get me wrong… I love her but she is just so much, you know?"

"Hm. It could be nice though."

"I'm related to the man who married her. I lived with them for a while and ended up moving out because I couldn't deal with being the messenger. Turns out, I still am. There is no escape from the famous Medusa."

"Medusa?" she tilted her head.

"Once you talk to her a little bit more, you'll understand," Amelia winked and nudged her before turning towards the neurology department.

Meredith had finished her shift and headed home, ready to crawl into bed and sleep for the short 7 hours she had before she had to return to the hospital once again. She trudged up the stairs feeling as though she could fall asleep standing up. She walked into her bedroom to find Derek in nothing but boxers, hunched over his suitcase that sat on their bed, unpacking.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Unpacking." Derek turned and smiled.

"You have a job Derek."

"Not anymore I don't. I quit. Today."

"You flew to DC and back, today?"

"I didn't fly out, I skyped my team out there and resigned. They took it rather well."

"You quit your job for the President of the United States over skype? Derek are you insane?"

"I told him I'm a family man, being away from you and the kids was too hard, he understood. There are no hard feelings." Derek said in a cheerful voice.

Meredith stormed over to their dresser, grabbing a pair of pajama pants and heading for the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"I'm sleeping in the guest room."

"Callie's in the guest room."

"Then I'll sleep in the other one!" Meredith yelled and stormed out.

"Mer," Derek called, chasing her into the hallway.

"Oh my god!" Callie screamed, covering Sofia's eyes as Derek ran into the hallway.

"What?" Derek asked, confused. He looked down, "oh."

"Put some clothes on there are children in this house." Callie said, her hands still over Sofia's eyes.

Derek heard the door down the hall slam shut and sighed.

"I can't walk in my own home with boxers on but you can have women coming and going?" Derek said.

"Woman Derek and it's my wife. You need to calm down and get laid." Callie snorted.

The door from the guest room opened suddenly. Arizona walked out, checking out the noises in the hallway with a big duffle bag in her hand.

"Hey Derek," she greeted.

"I'm going to my room now." he said after rolling his eyes.

That was scandalous. It is after all his house. Who were they to tell him what do to. If he wanted to wear his underwear, he will! He shut the door behind him, leaving the couple in the long hallway.

Callie huffed at his friend. She loved him but that genius could be such an asshole if he wanted. Her eyes darted to the army-green duffle bag.

"Uh. Ari? What are you doing?"

"I thought it was a good time for you to move back in. We do have a house… And I can't keep staying here and sneaking out in the morning." she ranted. "I'm still your wife. And I just want you to come home."

She fought back her tears. Callie stood there with Sofia at her feet. The Latina told the little girl to go find Zola and Bailey.

The blonde couldn't hold it in anymore. She carefully wiped under her eyes, making sure her mascara was not messed up. Callie looked at her. Seeing Arizona cry, made her feel so guilty. She was supposed to take care of her, cherish her, make her laugh… But all she had done was crush the beautiful woman standing in front of her.

"Arizona…" the other woman sniffed. "We're not ready… I'm not ready yet. I really want to but I can't."

The blue-eyed went in for an embrace. She did not want to let go. Arizona nuzzled between Callie's shoulder blades and her neck.

"Okay," she whispered.

"Okay?"

"Yeah. I understand. I'll wait."

Callie held her close, not wanting to let her go either. Little Sofia pulled on Callie's pants.

"Mommy?"

They stepped away from each other. Arizona wiped the remaining tears.

"I'm gonna go. It's getting late," the blonde walked away.

Dr. Torres pulled her back and kissed her forehead.

"Drive safe."

Robbins left the Grey-Shepherd residence in tears. She let the windows down, hoping the cold wind would dry her eyes. Arizona was halfway home already. The blonde blinked her watery eyes. It happened. She drove past a red light. A supply truck hit the back of her car. The vehicule drifted and hit one of the cement poles supporting the highway while her head hit the airbag.

Alex sipped soda from a can and reclined in the attendings lounge, relaxing after a 8 hour surgery and a 5 hour one before that. Meredith entered the room not long after Alex had begun to relax, slamming the door behind her in frustration. She huffed and opened the fridge, slamming that door and sighing when nothing peeked her interest.

"Rough day?" Alex asked, still laying on the couch, his eyes closed.

"My day hasn't even started, it's my night that was rough." Meredith sighed, collapsing into a chair, trying to relax before her surgery.

"I don't need to hear about the things you and McDreamy do. I used to live with you Mer, I know."

"Not that I wish it was that!" Meredith said, irritated.

"Has McDreamy lost his dreaminess?" Alex joked.

"Okay you're really starting to sound like Cristina now and it's scary me. Let's talk about you, how's Jo?"

"We broke up."

"Alex, I'm so sorry."

"Do you remember our first year here?"

"Even then McDreamy was an ass."

"You didn't think he was an ass until he had a wife you didn't know about. Now you're the wife."

"You were awful to Izzie, always calling her Doctor Model, posting her pictures everywhere."

"Oh she loved it."

"Then you go married."

"Yeah, we did." Alex said more to himself than Meredith, and sadly at that.

"Remember 007?"

"Oh, George. I can't believe Izzie chose that guy over me I mean come on."

"She did choose you Alex, it just took awhile."

"Then she left."

"And Cristina."

"And George died."

"And Derek left. But he's back now. I think." Meredith sighed.

"Is that why you're mad? Because he's coming back?" Alex asked.

"The first time he turned down the job he was miserable and awful to be around. He blamed me for it but I told him to go I never told him to stay, I never would have resented him for going if he'd gone in the first place. It was just awful timing, the whole thing."

"Mer, he's had the job for awhile, if he wants to come home than clearly the job isn't that great."

"I guess."

"What happened to pick me, choose me, love me?"

"How did you know about that?" Meredith shreiked.

"I married Izzie, she told me everything Mer. He did pick you, over and over again. Get your head out of your ass and be happy there's someone who doesn't want to leave you." Alex said a little more bitter than he intended.

"Have you and Izzie talked?" Meredith asked, Alex shaking his head in response. "At all?"

"She just keeps trying to apologize."

"Should she not be apologizing?"

"It's complicated Mer."

"Do you want to be with her again?"

"Doctor Karev, we need you." A nervous intern said, peeping their head into the attendings lounge.

Alex sighed and got up off the couch, following the intern down the hall, leaving Meredith alone in the lounge.