"How are you feeling today?" Addison asked.
It had been four weeks since Grace's transplant and since Jake had gone to LA. She was being discharged from hospital that day. Grace still hadn't spoken to Mark or allowed him to see her, most days he just hovered outside her room snatching her chart from nurses.
"Glad to be out of this place," said Grace stuffing the last of her things in her bag. "Hopefully I won't have to spend this long in hospital again."
"You're doing really well," said Addison sitting on the bed next to her. "I'm really proud of you, you've been so brave."
"It's not like I have much of choice," said Grace. "It could be worse."
"Exactly," said Addison. "You're young, you're gorgeous and you're healthy."
"Yeah," said Grace forcing a smile onto her face, Addison had been trying so hard to cheer her up Grace didn't have the heart to show how miserable she was.
"Your Dad is outside," said Addison. "You have to face him today."
"I know," sighed Grace. "He should be signing the discharge papers now."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No I'll be fine," said Grace.
"Do you know what you're going to do? Your Dad has been offered head of plastics here, you know?"
"I know," said Grace. "I'm still thinking about it."
"Okay."
"I guess I better go and face him," said Grace. "The holiday from him has been nice though."
"I'll be here if you need me," said Addison who couldn't quite shake the sinking feeling she had in the pit of her stomach.
"I'll be fine," said Grace grabbing her bag and going out of her room for the first time in a month.
"Wow civilization," Grace muttered as she looked around at everyone bustling about.
"Grace…" said Mark slowly trying to pick his words carefully.
"Can I leave now?" said Grace to Derek, completely ignoring Mark.
"Yeah you're Dad has signed all your forms," said Derek cautiously.
"How is Meredith?" said Grace dryly.
"As far I know she is fine," said Derek awkwardly.
"So you're still screwing the nurse?" said Grace. "Dr. Yang told me about that. I really expected more from you, the only thing more cliché than doing an intern is sticking it to a nurse."
"Don't be vulgar Grace," said Mark half heartedly.
"Where is your jacket Dad?" said Grace suddenly.
"Uh…over there," said Mark looking to Derek to see if he had any idea why Grace would want his jacket. He just shrugged in response.
"Thanks," said Grace. She picked up his jacket, shoved her hand into his pocket and pulled out his car keys and put them in her bag. Then she calmly walked away and got into the elevator.
"Uh…credit card probably," said Mark. "When she gets mad at me my wallet always suffers."
"It was your keys," said Meredith suddenly looking up from her paperwork. "She took your car keys."
"My car keys? Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Can she even drive?" said Meredith.
"Yeah but not well and not when she's in this state," said Mark. "Shit! I knew she wasn't that calm." He sprinted to the elevator.
By the time Mark made it outside the hospital all he could spot in the distance was his brand new porche going up in flames.
"GRACE!" he roared running as fast as he could to her, praying she wasn't inside. Derek, Addison and Meredith were right behind him.
"I feel so much better," said Grace monotonously as Mark pulled her safely away from the car.
"What the hell was that?" demanded Addison.
"Do you two want the keys for Uncle Derek's car?" said Grace to Meredith and Addison. "It doesn't help that much but it's a start."
"What the hell is the matter with you?" shouted Mark shaking Grace.
"What the hell is the matter with me? I have a kidney I didn't want, and it feels like it is rotting me from the inside out. You had me knocked out like some deranged psycho and what did you really expect me to run into your arms shouting 'Daddy' like you're some sort of fucking superhero," snapped Grace.
"Grace…"
"Don't you 'Grace' me," she said going eerily calm again. "I want to go back to New York."
"That's fine I haven't signed any contract yet," said Mark relieved.
"So…" said Grace. "I want to go back to New York, you can stay here it doesn't make any difference…"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I want to go back to my old school as a boarder," she said. "If you won't pay the fees…"
"I'll pay them," sighed Mark. "Are you sure you want to be a full time boarder?"
"Positive," said Grace firmly. "I just want to forget everything that happened since I got here."
"Fine," said Mark trying to keep his devastation out of his voice. "I'll make the arrangements today."
"Thank you."
"But Grace arson is not funny," said Mark sternly. "Don't you ever try anything like that again."
"I won't if you won't."
I'm so happy I finally know how I want to finish this story, there are about four chapters left. I only got 3 reviews for the last chapter so before I update again I want 5 for this one.