AFTERMATH
AN: This is the beginning of part two. Part One, consisting of the prologue and chapters one through five, was pretty much a family history with flashbacks to the important parts of their lives. Now, Part Two will focus on the present, with no one main character per chapter and containing very little, if no, flashbacks. Of course, the story will be mostly centred around Meredith and Derek, but the rest of the family is important too!
CHAPTER SIX
- Emerald City Bar (aka Joe's), Seattle, 2016 -
Christina, Izzie, Meredith and Alex all sat along the bar drowning shots of tequila that night after work. Christina was lucky Mark could baby sit Adam and Bailey that night, along with his girls Atlanta, Arizona and Carly, so the rest could hang out with Joe and Preston could catch up on paperwork.
"I can't believe Carol died," Izzie said, placing another shot glass upside down on the bar in front of her. Alex kept a watchful eye on his fiancé, being pregnant; she was limited to three shots a week.
"Yeah, poor George," Christina said, leaning back in the stool, her hands sitting protectively over her own very pregnant belly.
"Should you two really be drinking?" Alex asked, giving Christina and Izzie evil looks. "I mean, Meredith I can understand, she always needs tequila when McDreamy's around, but you two?"
"Shut it, evil spawn," Christina bit back, successfully drowning her second shot.
"McDreamy's back, did I tell you?" Mere dropped in, slurring her words slightly. The row of shot glasses in front of her was growing by the minute; Joe would have been better handing her the bottle of tequila.
"As in back, working at Seattle Grace again."
Preston Burke, their chief of surgery, and Christina's loving husband, came up behind the drinking residents and grabbed the shot of tequila from Christina's hand.
"Thanks," he said, kissing her lightly on the forehead before drowning the shot himself. "But you really shouldn't be drinking."
Looking at Meredith, agreeing with her fate, Preston added, "I should be the one drinking," before drowning another shot.
"Why?" all four of them asked, Meredith not removing her head from the bar.
"Because I brought Derek Shepherd back to Seattle Grace," he said simply.
Izzie Stevens, Alex Karev, Christina Burke and Meredith Grey simply stared at Preston Burke in utter disbelief.
All hell broke loose when their agers went off simultaneously, bringing them all back into the present.
"911," Meredith said, still staring at the black instrument on her belt. "Damn."
"Oh, no!" Christina screamed, not holding her pager, but holding her pregnant stomach instead. "This is not the best time to go into labour!"
Preston, Mere, Iz and Alex all stared at Christina, before standing, bundling her up and running across the road, back to work after dark that same night.
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Emergency Room, 2016 -
"I need a gurney here! And someone get Addison Sloan back to Seattle!"
Preston Burke burst through the trauma doors into the hospital, cradling his wife in his arms, and immediately sprang the ER attendants into action.
"Keep away from the ER interns, they don't know their esophageus from their anus," Bailey's words rang through Christina's head, reminding her of her first true trauma over ten years ago, which was also the last time Meredith had hit tequila that hard.
"Get Meredith a banana bag," Alex spoke softly to an ER resident, not wanting to draw attention to her drunkenness during this emergency.
"Geez, Christina," Miranda Bailey muttered to her younger 'self'. "I thought I was the only one allowed to go into labour during tense situations."
Christina poked a face at the older woman, glad she had someone close to her who understood her situation.
"Where's Addison?" Christina asked, gritting her teeth in pain from the contractions.
"She's in San Francisco, remember?" Miranda said softly, rolling the cardiothoracic specialist in the general direction of the maternity ward.
Mrs Burke groaned again in pain, forcing Miranda Bailey to take drastic action.
"That's it!" she cried, pointing to one of Christina's suck-ups. "You! Get me Addison Sloan in the phone, now! And I don't care that she's in San Francisco, but I need to speak to her immediately!"
As the elevator doors closed, shutting Miranda, Christina and Preston off from the emergency room, the woman in labour grabbed her mentor's hand tightly.
"Miranda," she whispered. "I want you to be my baby's godmother."
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Surgical Floor, 2016 -
"Someone page Doctor Burke! This guy needs open heart and soon!" Alex Karev shouted into the corridor, in the direction of the nurse's station, from the barely-open doors of the elevator.
Nurses Abigail, Madison and Sierra immediately sprang into action at Alex's call, running around to assist the plastic surgeon and page the chief of surgery.
Surgical interns rushed from all directions, all wanting in on the surgery.
The next elevator arrived at the surgical floor, depositing a very drunk Meredith, stressed Izzie and their interns into the middle of the chaos.
"Simmons," Izzie spoke, pointing to one of Meredith's interns, "take Doctor Grey to an on call room, and make sure she doesn't remove the banana bag."
The young woman nodded at her superior's directions and bundled her supervisor off in the direction of the nearest on call room to sleep off her hangover.
"Ok, Mathews, Pierson, Stockholm and Jonah, you are responsible for every patient on this floor, including post-op and pre-op." Feeling a slight sense of déjà vu, Izzie spoke to four of the remaining seven interns. Three were Meredith's and the other four were hers. "While we are in surgery, you are the only doctors looking after these patients, so try not to kill any of them. Just make sure they stay breathing and their hearts keep beating. Now scram!"
"Um, Doctor Stevens," Calista Myers spoke up. "What about us?"
Isobel Stevens laughed, amazed at the naiveness of the interns. "You, Myers, Hastings and Roberts, you will each be scrubbing in on a surgery from this accident. It will not be pretty, it will not be with an active role, but you will be part of these surgeries."
Calista Myers, Nick Hastings and Alexia Roberts stared open-mouthed at the paediatrician in front of them.
"Now, if you will excuse me, I have to return to the maternity wing." Izzie walked off, but turned to face the interns just before rounding the corner. "Oh, and make sure Doctor Grey sobers up quickly before she sees Doctor Shepherd, she's needed in surgery."
- Seattle Grace Hospital, On Call Room, 2016 -
Doctor Meredith Grey lay on the bed, banana bag hooked up to her arm. She hadn't been this drunk since before the train incident, when Derek chose Addison over her. He chose Addison, his wife, over her, the slutty mistress.
"How can he be back here?" Meredith moaned, throwing her head back onto the pillow. "How can he expect to just waltz in here and say he wants to go back to how we used to be?"
Jasmine Simmons just looked at the hospital's top neurosurgeon with a confused look on her face. "I'm sorry Doctor, but I don't understand what you're talking about."
Meredith looked up at her young intern. Out of all of them, Jasmine Simmons was the intern with the most potential in her field. "Because, Miss Simmons," she spoke to the blonde woman.
"Derek Shepherd may be the hottest doctor in this hospital, but ten years ago, he hurt me more than you can ever believe, and now he returns for the first time in ten years, ten years, to say he wants me back. He wants to go back to how the way things were before Addison showed up the first time."
Simmons interrupted Meredith's drunken outburst to clear up some elements of the outrage. "So is that Doctor Sloan you're talking about?"
Meredith looked up at her naïve intern. She may be the most promising of the bunch, but Jasmine Simmons could also be the thickest sometimes.
"You know, Jasmine," Meredith slurred. "Sometimes you can be really stupid, you know?"
Jasmine watched in horror as her superior passed out on the bed, the alcohol and the banana bag finally going to her head.
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Operating Room 1, 2016 -
Doctor Derek Shepherd stood at the head of the table, his patent's head in his hands, his patient's life under his influence.
"Ok people, today's a great day to save lives."
Derek Shepherd greeted his surgical staff in the same manner he had for the past fifteen years.
Though the life of this man, 42 year old Morris Hopkins, was in his hands, Doctor Shepherd could not completely focus on his brain. His mind was elsewhere, namely with a Doctor Meredith Grey.
The Doctor Meredith Grey that was very angry with him.
Well, I hope you liked chapter six and the new format, which is pretty much returning to the original format.
As you can see, Christina is in labour, Meredith is drunk, as drunk as she was in "Into You Like A Train", Meredith and Izzie's interns are thick and stupid, and are responsible for lots of patients, just like Izzie and Alex were in Season Two.
And, Christina wants Miranda to be her baby's godmother.
Please, please, please read and review, I would like some suggestions on what you would like to see happen between Meredith and Derek, and Izzie and Alex's wedding, and what happens with George and his daughter.