"What did you do to my children?!" Anne Davis, mother of the Davis brood, exclaimed, striding across the emergency room and snatching Susan from Meredith's arms.

"I-" Meredith started, but the attending stepped in, cutting her off.

"Mrs. Davis, I am Doctor Helmer and I will be taking care of your two boys." Dr. Helmer said with a nod, "I assure you that they are doing well, but we would like to keep them on observation for a few more hours just as a precaution. You can thank Dr. Grey for acting quickly enough to undo any damage of their allergic reaction."

Anne looked at Meredith, her expression anything, but thankful. Anne then looked back at Dr. Helmer.

"Thank you, Dr. Helmer." Anne said.

Dr. Helmer smiled, "We're going to move the boys to a free room and there will be some paperwork you'll need to fill out."

"Sure." Anne agreed.

Dr. Helmer walked away and Miranda stepped into his place. Anne turned to her two sons.

"How are my babies?" she asked with great sympathy.

"Good." Harry said, nodding, his face back to normal color.

"Okay." Brad answered, his cheeks still splotched slightly with red.

Anne turned back to Meredith.

"I left them in your care and this is what happens?" Anne asked, glaring.

"Why don't we talk in a conference room just down the hall." Miranda suggested and began leading the way from the emergency room, "It'll only be a minute."

Meredith followed Miranda, knowing that this was not going to go over well. Anne gave a longing look to Harry and Brad, assured them that she would be right back and followed after Miranda as well. Miranda came to a conference room a few feet down the hall from a nurse's station.

Once the three parties were inside, Miranda closed the door. Anne set Susan down in one of the chairs and faced Miranda and Meredith, placing her hands on her hips.

"Anne, I would like to give you my sincerest apology for what happened to Harry and Brad, but I assure you that they will be given the best of care." Miranda said.

"This should have never happened, Miranda." Anne was glaring again.

"Excuse me, but I was suppose to aid your husband, not feed your children." Meredith shot back, "Had I known they had food allergies, then I would never have given them food to make them sick!"

"Dr. Grey." Miranda warned.

Anne started tearing up, "Well, I am quite sorry that I was distracted by the fact that my husband has a serious surgery in two hours. I thought putting my children in the care of a doctor would be safe."

The way in which Anne had said 'doctor' made Meredith clench her fists into tight balls, causing her nails to dig into her palms. Meredith knew that it was best to bite her tongue, but before she could stop them, the words were spilling out of her mouth.

"Oh, right." Meredith agreed, her words heavily laced with sarcasm, "I'm a doctor so obviously I'm suppose to know a child has allergies just by looking at them."

"Dr. Grey!" Miranda's voice cast the room into silence. Miranda took a deep breath, closing her eyes, "In the hall. Now."

Meredith slammed the conference room door open and two nurses looked up at her before returning back to their work. After a moment, Miranda joined Meredith in the hall. Meredith folded her arms across her chest as she leaned against the wall.

"Let me explain-." Meredith started.

"No, let me explain." Miranda held up her hand, "Jeffery Davis is a patient here at the hospital. I put you with him because I thought you could handle it."

"I could- can handle it." Meredith insisted, "It's just that she wanted me to-."

Miranda held up her hand once more, "You're already in a hole, Dr. Grey, I advise you not to dig any deeper. You arrived late this morning, you made a mess of yourself in the pit, and so I assigned you one simple task to keep you from doing any more damage. I give you credit for remaining calm and handling the Davis boys well, however, the manner in which you just spoke to Mrs. Davis is unacceptable. You will remain there," Miranda pointed to a spot across from the nurse's station, "Until I am done speaking with Mrs. Davis."

Miranda went back into the conference room while Meredith trudged to the area where Miranda had pointed out. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes before slumping to the floor. After a minute, she felt a body slide down beside her. Meredith opened her eyes and looked over to see Cristina.

"What did you do?" Cristina asked, sounding not all that interested, but more amused.

"Bailey told me to look after the chief's friend and his family." Meredith explained, "I took the kids to get some food and the two boys had an allergic reaction. The mother freaked."

Cristina cocked her head to the side, "You almost killed two children?"

Meredith narrowed her eyes, a frown on her face. The conference room door banged open and Anne, carrying Susan, left towards the emergency room in a hurry. Miranda looked at Meredith and made her way over to her. Meredith and Cristina both stood to their feet.

"Your mess has been cleaned up, Grey." Miranda told Meredith, "I've got to check on some patients so you will stay here until I can decide what to do with you."

Miranda began to walk away and then turned around, "And Yang, shouldn't you be making some rounds?"

"Yes, Dr. Bailey." Cristina gave a nod.

Miranda continued on until she was out of sight. Meredith slumped back down to the floor.

"This sucks." Meredith slammed her head back against the wall.

"At least you don't have to go check and change a four hundred pound man's bandages." Cristina said.

"At least you're actually doing something." Meredith replied.

"True." Cristina agreed and picked up a chart from the nurse's station and examined it.

Meredith groaned as she saw Alex and Izzie walking down the hall. They stopped when they came across Meredith.

"The floor comfortable, Grey?" Alex asked, mockingly.

"Bailey's punishing me." Meredith answered.

"What did you do?" Izzie said, genuinely concerned.

"Caused a mess, broke some things, stole some kids, almost killed them." Meredith half lied, half told the truth, not really caring and letting the words fall from her mouth.

Cristina gave a side glance from her chart, a small smirk on her face. Meredith caught this look which somehow made her feel a bit better.

"O...kay." Izzie replied before pulling a chart from the nurse's station and heading off towards the elevators while Alex gave a shrug and headed for the emergency room.

"That was nice... good." Cristina gave an approving nod at Meredith's response to the question. Cristina then looked towards the hall, "Oh, great. Here comes Bambi."

Meredith looked in the direction Cristina indicated and saw George stumbling down the hallway, a stack of charts in his arms. As he came to the counter at the nurse's station, he dropped the charts on it, receiving an angry look from the nurse sitting there.

"Sorry." George apologized to her with an awkward smile before turning around and spotting Meredith, "Hey, Mer... What are you doing?"

"Bailey sent me to sit here because I fell asleep during surgery after I smashed a bunch of medicine on the emergency room floor and endangered the patients lives." Meredith lied, flatly.

George stared at Meredith, confused, his mouth slightly open. He paused before responding, "Really?"

"Yeah." Meredith nodded, "The chief should be down here any moment."

George looked to Cristina for some sort of confirmation to which Cristina just shrugged. George turned back to Meredith, about to say something when he suddenly turned to the charts he dropped and began stacking them on top of each other, readying them for filing. Meredith, now the one confused, looked around to see Chief Richard Webber striding down the hallway.