AFTERMATH

AN: Ok, so I know I haven't updated in a long time, and just leave you hanging after having Callie show up is downright mean. But that's just the way I am.

Anyways, my laptop decided to break, and the fixers tried to fix it for two weeks until it decided not to fix, so I got a newer model of my old one. So I sort of have a new laptop. But I will be able to update more often now.

And I still think it doesn't feel like Christmas!

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

- Seattle Grace Hospital, Helicopter Pad, 2016 -

"Callie?"

Meredith was shocked seeing the face of the woman she drove out of Seattle ten years before standing on the helicopter pad in front of her.

The nurse stepped out of the helicopter behind the orthopaedic surgeon, unaware of the scene unfolding in front of her.

"Georgiana Torres, age 9, fell over while ice skating at the rink, has multiple abrasions to the left arm, leg and chest, suspected skull fracture after being hit by other skaters."

Meredith was still wondering why the woman who broke George's heart was at Seattle Grace.

"Why are you here, Callie? Aren't here a million paediatric surgeons in Chicago to treat your daughter?"

Callie sighed. "None of them are world class like everyone here. You still have Addison, Mark and Derek, don't you?"

Izzie laughed. "Actually, I'll be the attending from Paeds on your case, and Meredith will be Neuro. Addison is mostly neo-natal, whereas I specialise in childhood, but she taught me everything I know."

Callie sighed. "Ok, but what about Georgie? How long will she be in the ICU, because I have a family in Chicago? My husband is looking after the kids in between work."

As Mere and Izzie started to lead Callie and her daughter's stretcher towards the elevator, curiosity overcame the pregnant woman.

"You have a family? Really? What are they like?"

Callie smiled at her old friend. "My husband is a doctor at the same hospital, County General, which houses the prominent ER in the city. His name is Ray Barnett, and is an attending in the ER. I work on the surgical floor, but we do see a lot of the ER cases."

"But Georgie, her name is Torres?" Meredith asked, genuinely interested.

"Yeah. When I arrived at County, Ray was the first person who was actually nice to me while on my ER rotation, plus, being pregnant didn't help. But he helped keep me on my feet just after Georgie was born, and our relationship went on from there." Callie was comfortable bearing her soul to her old friends. "We've been married for almost five years now, and have three year old triplets, Evelyn, Anita and Michael."

Izzie was amazed. This story was coming from the girl who had an abortion ten years before. Wait, the abortion.

"Callie, when was Georgie born?" Izzie asked, fearing what the answer was.

"About six and a half months after I left… ooh, whoops!"

The trio stopped, luckily having just reached the elevator shaft and were waiting for the door to open. Seeing what was happening, Meredith paged George covertly.

"Are you meaning to say you didn't have the abortion?" Izzie asked, her voice dangerously low. Bad sign, even Alex knew that.

The woman stayed silent. Izzie pressed on.

"Does that mean you broke George for no reason? Poor George! Do you know how long it took to get him over the abortion? He finally started to come out of his shell three months after you left, and only because it was to help a patient. He ended up marrying this patient's aunt, Carol Burton."

Callie gasped, Izzie's face was red with anger and her hand protectively holding her belly, and Meredith took over retelling the story.

"Two weeks ago, Carol was in a car crash in San Francisco while visiting her family. She died from her injuries, but the doctors at San Francisco General were able to save their baby girl, who was born premature. George is now only recovering from that, and has to deal with baby Carolyn living her first months in the NICU here!"

At that moment, the elevator arrived and George appeared inside, a fresh gurney by his side.

"Ok, ready for the patient," he said, not looking at the face of the woman the pair were yelling at. "Izzie, are you ok?"

"George?" Callie asked, recognising the voice of her daughter's father anywhere.

"Hi Callie," he said with a passing glance. "Izzie, you... wait a minute, Callie?"

She smiled meekly at the man who was her McDreamy. "Hi George."

George just stared. And stared. And stared.

"Crap."

- Seattle Grace Hospital, Cafeteria, 2016 -

Derek was just sitting in the cafeteria, his half-eaten lunch on the tray in front of him, staring into nothingness.

"Wake up, McDreamy," Christina Burke's voice cut through his silent reverie. "We need to talk."

"Huh?" he asked, not completely understanding what was going on.

"That we do," Addison said, joining Christina.

Within the next minute, Mark, Alex and Preston had joined the two women, all staring intently at the neurosurgeon, silently processing previous bets in their heads.

"What can I do for you on this lovely day?" he gestured, the wind suddenly picking up and blowing leaves across the open patio. "Or not so lovely."

Christina took a deep breath. She was still on light duties after Phoenix's birth the week before, but was up to yelling at Shepherd. "You can start off by telling us what you did to make Meredith so miserable, but so happy."

McDreamy took a deep breath of his own. "I had this dream that Meredith died after a car accident, and I was really scared when I woke up, so I called her down to the on call room to make sure she was alive and she knew."

Christina huffed and crossed her arms, the scowl on her face showing no sympathy.

"Keep talking, McDreamy," she muttered, still not pleased.

"We made love in that on call room," he whispered, not making eye contact with Meredith's best friend and person. "For the first time, for the thousandth time, it didn't matter."

Christina was not pleased. "Derek, not only do you disappear for ten years, you come back in the middle of a really bad time. Then you decided to have a bad dream and screw her to oblivion. And you know what; I don't care how this affects you mentally or emotionally. The only person's wellbeing I care about is Meredith, and right now she is up on the roof with Izzie crying her eyes out because of you."

Derek stayed in the staring match with Christina until he felt shamed enough to break contact and go in search of Meredith.

I honestly can't be bothered writing any more for the moment. Writers block. Next chapter will be either the next day or Izzie and Alex's wedding.

Then a couple of chapters after that and then the epilogue and the story will be finished.

Oh, and Chris, that guy who added me to his MSN, can you please either PM me or send an email if you would like to talk. Because I deleted your email address and can't find it. Sorry!