Her pager went off interrupting her peaceful thoughts not long after she got back from lunch with Mark. Looking down at it, she let out a long sigh, gathered her things, and hurried off.

By the time, she got to the lobby it didn't look to be an emergency. Rolling her eyes, she looked at her pager banging the side of it against her palm.

"Stupid thing." She mumbled as she turned. "Um, did you page me?"

"Ah, Laura, why was Grey paged?" A nurse called looking back down at her crossword puzzle. Meredith looked at another nurse, Laura, for the answer.

"Some woman was looking for you. Didn't leave a name, but walked towards the waiting room." She explained. Meredith thanked her before heading off to the waiting room.

As the door shut behind her, she looked around. Families sat around hoping for news, waiting for whoever was in the hospital to be okay. Seeing nobody she readily recognized or seemed to recognize her, she headed towards the outdoor area. It was a cold day, since it was the middle of December. The air caused her to shiver as she pushed the door open. Checking around the corner, she noticed a woman standing with her back turned to the door half leaning on a pole. She had sandy blonde hair and was wearing nice clothes; a long black jacket and black slacks from what she could tell. As she walked closer the more awestruck she became to who the woman in front of her was.

She used her hand to block the sun so she could see the woman's face. She was wearing big, expensive sunglasses while smoking a cigarette. Her hair fell to the sides of her face curling in as if to frame her face. She had a beauty mole right above her lip. Other than that her skin was perfect without any blemishes at all.

"What are you doing here, Emily?"

"Is that the hello I get, Meredith?" She asked in a low tone.

They stood in silence as Emily puffed her cigarette.

"For Christ sake." She sighed in an aggravated tone as she grabbed the cigarette from her hand and threw it on the ground smashing it into the gravel with her foot. "This is a hospital. People don't need to be influenced by you standing her smoking."

"God, Mer." She rolled her eyes taking out a silver case. Opening it, she withdrew another cigarette. "You haven't changed." Meredith rolled her eyes. "And do you really think I'm going to be influencing anybody who walks through that door with my decisions? If so, it's their own damn fault." She stated dryly as she held the unlit cigarette between her pointer and middle fingers, and fixed her glasses as if to accentuate that fact that she was smoking.

Rolling her eyes, Meredith crossed her arms across her chest. "What do you want?"

"What? I can't check up on you without a hidden motive?" Meredith gave her a disbelieving look, but neither said anything. "You've changed."

"You cannot just waltz in and out of my life when you please and expect to find the same person when you get back."

Emily let out a bitter laugh as she puffed out some smoke. "Please. I made you what you are."

"I made myself what I am." She said in a low cold voice.

They stared at each other with icy glares for a few moments before Meredith stepped out of the smoke.

"A big time doctor, so I've heard." Emily commented as she dropped the cigarette and put it out with her foot. "All the people just rave about you."

Meredith rolled her eyes. "What are you trying to pull?"

"You could have been a model too you know."

"Yeah and how's that working out for you?" She asked coldly.

Deciding not to answer the question, Emily leaned back against the wall. "How's the view of the world with your fingers up some guys ass?"

"What do you want, Emily?" Her voice was stern.

"Why do you always want to know what I want?"

"You came to me. I didn't come looking for you."

"We all know you didn't look for me, Mer. Maybe if you had, we could be like old times."

"I stopped counting on you a long time ago, and I'm not about to start. I don't need that disappointment, Sis." She said harshly through her clenched teeth. Turning she walked back towards the hospital. "Go ahead and disappear for another ten years. I don't need you."