AFETRMATH
AN: Ok, so this chapter is set two days after Callie's arrival, which is 7 days before Alex and Izzie's wedding. And Izzie is getting excited, so being six and a half months pregnant, she may end up on bed rest by the end of the honeymoon. And she's having a girl, so suggestions of names are appreciated, though I do like Evelyn Savannah, or Savannah Evelyn. What do you think?
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Intensive Care Unit, 2016 -
"Mummy?"
The soft, quiet voice of Georgiana Torres stunned the doctors gathered in her ICU room into silence.
"Mummy?" she asked again, this time her voice stronger.
"Hey, Bambi," Callie whispered, rushing to her daughter's bedside to be with her.
"Where am I?"
"You're at Seattle Grace, honey; you know where mummy used to work?" Callie said, looking around at the people in the room with her. "And these are my friends, they helped to fix you."
Georgiana looked around, mostly at the faces of her mummy's friends.
"Who are they?" she was naturally a curious child.
Callie sighed, not really wanting to go through the introductions, so Meredith stepped in.
"Georgie, my name is Meredith Grey, and this is Izzie Stevens, Addison Sloan, Alex Karev and George O'Malley."
Georgie studied each person's face carefully, as if jogging her memory.
"Oh, yes, I remember now," she said. "Meredith, Izzie, Addison, Alex and George. But what about Christina, Preston and Derek?"
Addison laughed. "Gee, your mum really told you lots about us, didn't she?"
The little girl nodded, but instantly regretted the movement, putting her hands to her head, as if to stop it moving. "Yeah, lots."
Meredith stepped forward, going back into doctor mode. "Georgie, does your head hurt when you move it?" she asked, taking out the miniature flashlight to check the young girl's pupils.
"My head hurts all the time, especially when I move my head," she said, almost complaining.
"Well, the only way I can help you there is by giving you some more pain killers, but other than that, it's just your body's way of telling you it needs time to heal," Meredith sighed, smiling at the girl who resembled George remarkably.
"Thanks, Doctor Grey."
"Anytime, kiddo. And you can call me Meredith." The neurosurgeon smiled. "I'll check back in on you later, okay?"
"Okay! Bye Meredith!"
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Surgical Floor, 2016 -
Meredith sat on her own at an empty nurse's station, thinking about anything and everything, but mostly about Georgiana Torres.
"So, what's this I hear about there being a mini Doctor Grey admitted to the hospital?" a familiar voice asked, breaking the silence.
Callie walked up to Meredith, a caring look on the woman's face.
"She's my daughter. Why does yours look so much like George?" she asked bluntly.
"Ouch," Callie winced. "I guess I deserved that. Didn't do much better than McDreamy did I?"
Meredith folded her arms and stared at her, much like a Christina pose.
"George has come a long way since you left. His daughter is lying in the NICU still trying to grow so he can bring her home."
Callie winced again. "Is he still living at your place?" she asked.
"He just moved back in," Meredith replied. "After Carol died, he attempted to sell their house and moved back into my lonely old house with me. With a baby in with us soon, the house will be alive again."
Callie knew what she was talking about. "My house was like that in Chicago. Just after Ray moved in, when Georgie was almost four, the house was so happy. So I know what it feels like."
Meredith looked back at the chart she was looking at, lapsing into silence again.
Callie stood there for a few minutes, just watching her, before breaking the silence.
"What about your daughter? Why didn't you tell everyone about her?"
More silence.
"Isn't that the same as me not telling you all about Georgie?"
Meredith snapped up to look at Callie. "How dare you say something like that?" she screamed.
The nurses and other doctors nearby stopped to watch Meredith Grey crack for the first time in a long time.
"How can you know what I went through? My mother was too busy to care about me, and none of my friends at med school wanted to be friends with the pregnant one. So, just before I graduated, I gave birth to my daughter. Rather than raising her on my own during my internship, I contacted my father and asked him to raise her as my half sister! You can't know how hard that was for me!"
Meredith screamed at Callie, letting out built up anger that had been boiling over for a long time.
The whole floor was silenced by her outburst, which made Meredith look around.
"There's nothing more here to see! Get back to work!"
The nurses and doctors all made themselves busy in order to avoid Meredith's wrath.
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Emily's Room, 2016 -
The twelve year old girl silently woke up to an empty room; an empty hospital room. She looked around; saw that the door was open, but no one was looking in.
Silently, and slowly, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and exhaled for a final time.
With that, her life signs faded slowly from the screens, as Emily Constance Grey left the world forever, and nobody was there to know.
AN: Sorry, I just thought I couldn't be bothered keeping Emily around. And yelling at Callie is what I feel like doing today. As I'm watching Season One, again, on Christmas day!
And, votes depending, the next chapter will either be Izzie and Alex's wedding or the next day. Please vote!
Oh, and I just had the best idea for a writing challenge, please spread it around. The theme is "Chief, I shrank the interns!" Write a one shot, no more than 5000 words, about Meredith, Izzie, Christina, George and Alex being reduced to teenagers, children, babies or just miniature forms of themselves. Must be funny. We'll see what everyone comes up with!
