"What do we have?" She asked looking down at the crying little girl. She had light brown to blonde hair and her face was red as sobbed and screamed.

"About 4 years old, female, stuck under a pole that collapsed in the building." The paramedic informed her.

"Why was she even there? Get her to trauma 2." She ordered. They wheeled her away. Meredith looked across the pit as she sighed and caught Mark's eye. She smiled at him before hurrying to trauma 2.

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Meredith stood in the young child's room as she slept in her bed. She was writing on the patients chart. Without being identified, the only name they knew her by was Jane Doe. The CT showed a minor concussion, and she had three broken ribs, a fractured leg, and skull fracture. After about 30 minutes of trying to get information from the screaming child, Meredith decided to give her pain meds that eventually led to her falling asleep.

The door opened causing her to look up. Derek stood in the doorway. She looked back down at the chart trying to ignore his presence. He didn't say anything just watched her chart. She knew he was staring at her.

"What?" She whispered harshly. He gestured for her to follow. Meredith sighed and put the chart back on the end of the bed. She followed quietly shutting the door behind her before walking into the supply closet. She crossed her arms across her chest. "What do you want?" She asked again more harshly.

"What are you doing with Mark?"

"What? That's what you wanted?'

"I saw you with him. What are you doing with him? Is this someway to get back at me? Fucking my best friend?" He yelled slamming the shelves into the wall making a loud noise.

"First off, it's none of your business. Second off, is you way to get back at me is by fucking my half sister? Third off, GO TO HELL!" She yelled before storming out.

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She walked into her room again. Grabbing her chart, she opened in and walked towards the IV. As she adjusted the IV and monitors she heard a quiet moan. She looked down at the bed to see the little girl's eyes flutter open.

"Can you hear me sweetie?" She asked. The little girl moaned again nodding slightly. "Can you tell me how you feel?"

"Owie," She yelped quietly.

"I know, Sweetie. What's your name?"

"Victoria."

"Victoria what?"

"Victoria Smith."

"How old are you?"

She put up five fingers.

"Alright, Victoria, I'm Dr. Grey but you can call me Meredith, okay?" She nodded sleepily. "Get some rest."

"Mama? Dada?"

"We're you with them before the accident?"

Victoria nodded. "Do they have owies too?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to go find out. I'll be back soon." She pushed Victoria's hair out of her eyes before walking out.

"Did any patients come in with the last name Smith?" She asked a nurse.

"Not that I know of."

Meredith nodded before walking off. She needed to find Victoria's parents. Mark was standing at the nurses' station after having coming out of surgery. She walked over.

"Hey," He smiled at her. "There are so many surgeries."

"Smith? Do you have any patients with the last name Smith?"

He shrugged. "Mostly Jane or John Does, why?"

"My little girl is named Victoria Smith. She was with her parents when the train plowed into the building. She was stuck under some type of pole. Crushed the poor thing."

"What type of injuries?"

"Concussion, fractured skull, three broken ribs, and fractured leg."

"Wish I could help. Sorry."

She sighed. "Thanks. Going back into surgery?"

"In ten minutes, I'm going to go get some coffee. Want to come?"

"Sure." She followed him off. "You will never guess who was spying on us."

"Who?" He looked back at her angry face. "Derek?"

She nodded. "Then, he said that I was trying to get back at him by having sex with you." She rolled her eyes. "He always thinks that I'm screwing every male I come in contact with. I'm not screwing you. Or Alex. Or George… okay maybe once but that was a big mistake…"

"Mer, you're rambling." He laughed.

"Get used to it." She glared at him but smiled anyway. He handed her a cup of coffee. "Thanks."

"Anytime, Grey."