A/N: Thanks guys for the reviews! It really makes me feel good! Thank you IslandGurl90 for the title, I think it's matches really great. Well, so here's the third chapter, jope you like it!

Chapter 3 - Finding McWho?

Zadie walked up to her room and sat down on her bed. Her mother was indeed a bad liar. As Uncle Mark, who in practise wasn't her uncle, had told her:

"If she bites her lip and looks down at the corner of her eye, being all quiet, you know she's lying."

That he told her when she was three and from that Christmas Zadie stopped believing in Santa, cause when she asked her mother if Santa Claus was real, she did exactly as uncle Mark said she'd do.

Uncle Mark, Zadie had known whole her life. He wasn't a real uncle of hers cause Meredith didn't have any siblings. Mark was just a very good friend of theirs' and a very good guy, always giving her cool birthday gifts and Christmas presents. He was a surgeon too, just like Meredith and he knew who her dad was.

Zadie had asked him, as early as yesterday when he picked her up from school about him...

"Mark?" Zadie asked as the green trees swished past outside the window.

"Yeah, what is it Zade?" Mark said and looked away from the road for a second and smiled kindly at her.

"You know my dad right?"

"Knew, past tense." he sighed, and Zadie could spot a glimmer of sadness in his eyes.

"Did you know him well?"

"Yes I did, very well, but now I haven't seen him in about sixteen years." Mark said, pulling over, and he turned off the engine. "So here we are."

Zadie looked up at the red townhouse and then at Mark again. "Tell me about him..."

Mark stepped out of the car and smiled, opening the door for her "No, I don't think so. Mer would get really mad if I did."

"You're unbelievable do you know that? Both you and mum." Zadie said and walked up the steps to the door and put the key into the lock. "Thanks for the ride, I'll see you tomorrow."

"You're welcome Zade and say hi to your mum for me for me!" he said and drove off.

Zadie looked at the phone. She new what she had to do, the only thing she could do. It was irrational, but irrational was her middle name. Picking up the phone and dialling the number, Zadie smiled hearing her best friend's voice.

"Skye here."

"In for a road trip?" Zadie said and she could here her best friend give out a laugh.

"I'm coming..."

15 minutes later Skye sat down in the Grey living room.

"So where are we going? Downtown? Queens?" Skye said as she sipped of the Starbucks-coffee she brought and looked curiously at Zadie.

Zadie gave her a look and Skye knew exactly what it meant.

"Oh no, no, no... Zade, no..."

"Oh come Skye, it'll be fun..."

"Zadie Awen Elizabeth Grey! No!" Skye said standing up quickly. "I'm not going to play Sherlock freakin' Holmes with you, especially not in Seattle!"

"Why not?"

"Because A: do you remember when we went out to search after my teddy bear, that my big brother 'accidentally' threw in the garbage?"

"Yeah, I remember Mr Honeybutt..." Zadie gave out a laugh at the silly name Skye had chosen for her teddy. And of course the hunt they had, at the age of 8, started on before getting caught by Donna, Skye's mother. By then they were already by the Brooklyn Bridge. "That was not my idea!"

"I know that, and B: do you know where Seattle is!?" Skye crossed her arms over her chest. "Seriously?!"

Zadie sighed. "On the west coast."

"Exactly!" Skye exclaimed.

"And your point being?"

"It's on the west coast!"

"There are airplanes, you know..." Zadie said after a while of silence, nudging Skye's shoulder.

"I know..." she answered, and Zadie could see Skye looking at her from the corner of her eye.

She smiled. "So what are we going to do?"

Zadie gave Skye a hug. "We're going to find McDreamy.

"Finding McWho!?" Skye exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"My dad..." Skye looked the same. "My mum used to call him that."

"Ahaa..." she smiled mischievously. "That must mean he's dreamy..."

"Uhh!" Zadie shrugged. "He's 40 or 50 or I don't, but I think he's quite a bit older than my mum."

"Just so you know, 50-year-olds can look hot; Brad Pitt's 57 you know..."

"You keep telling me..." Zadie sighed.

"So how do we get there, I mean how do we get tickets?" Skye asked as they walked up to Zadie's room."

"God's gift to man kind: internet!"

"...and money?"

Zadie smiled as she turned on the computer. "It isn't for nothing my mum makes 1 million dollars a year, and I know where she's got her credit cards."

Skye gave out a laugh.

"So 2 tickets to Seattle 10:30 pm... Sounds good?" Sadie looked up at Skye behind her back. "That's two hours from now."

She nodded. "I think that'll be great, and it takes about 5 hours from coast to coast so we'll be in Seattle by, with acknowledgment of the time changing; 12:00 pm.

Zadie nodded back and pressed "ok", and the ticket were theirs' to pick up. "We should go now, so we can get the tickets early."

"Okay, but before we'll have to go by my place and get some stuff." Skye reminded as Zadie started to collect her things around the apartment.

"Yeah okay, but what about your parents?" Zadie said as she wrote down a quick note to her mother and leaving it on the kitchen table and emptying the jar with money. "What are we going to say to them?"

"Meredith's on-call right?"

"Yeah, she is..." Zadie smiled as she put on her jacket and she locked the door behind them. "Oh she is..."

A/N: So... Zadie went after him... Hm, wonder how it will go... He he... Well anyway, that thing with booking the tickets over the internet, I made it up... In real word it probably doesn't work like that... And the time changing thing, I didn't know what to write so that was the out come... Well as said earlier, hope you liked it! And please review!!!