So, I had a dream last night that someone said the didn't like the chapter. I think it was actually about this chapter… Which, it wasn't posted so I'm not sure how it could be. But, I ran in here and checked my comments. It was quite comical.
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"Okay, we should be back in a week or so. I mean we can't stay too long after all. It'd be nice, but we cant," Meredith started rambling as her and Addison put her and Jacobs stuff in the car to drive to the airport.
"If I'm lucky, you won't be back for a month or two and that'll just be for a visit. No offense, but if you aren't going to get out here, you most defiantly will there," Addison told her as she closed the back.
Meredith nodded and climbed into the passenger's side seat as Addison got in to drive. She leaned back, "Yeah. I got a bad feeling that keeping Derek away won't be as easy as I want it to be."
"Trust me, it won't be. He's oblivious when you want him to know something, but when you don't he always finds out. He's Derek. He just does," Addison informed her.
Seattle Grace. Oh god, she hadn't been here since the last time she had been here. Well, duh. But, that had been three years ago. Three really long years ago. How much could change in three years?
And Derek, he was in there somewhere. He was supposed to be in surgery right so, she shouldn't run into him. That is if she'd get in there. She had a feeling he was going to be out by the time she finally brought up the courage to enter.
Ten minutes had passed and she finally got her feet to start moving. She got to the door, entered, and walked up to the receptionist. She asked about her dad and the receptionist told her the room and she continued on getting onto the elevator.
She the doors opened for her to get out. And, there he was, Derek. How was she supposed to get past him now? He was right freakin' there. You can't get past him when he's right there. Great, now she was screwed. 'Cause she had to get past him.
"Shepherd," she heard a voice call and turned to see Mark standing in the opposite direction that she needed to go motioning to Derek.
"Yeah?" he asked walking over to stand in front of him with his back towards Meredith.
She sighed in relief. She really has to remember to thank him later. He would be over to see Jacob later anyways, she'll just tell him thank you then. But, right now, she just had to get to her father's room.
It's been a weird day. Really weird. It all started when Thatcher Grey was admitted to the hospital after an accident and he needed surgery to help reduce the chances of a coma. Which, in the end, didn't do much good, cause he was currently lying in a room in a coma.
But, even more so, he felt that feeling that people were hiding stuff from heighten. Random people had called him the entire morning. Since he'd been out of surgery, he'd spoken to Christina, Izzie, and now Mark.
Defiantly weird. He really needed to check on Patient Grey. Really soon. He hadn't gotten back there to check on him today. Though, he was sure he was fine. He hadn't gotten a call. But, he really should get back there.
Meredith slipped into her father's room where he was lying unmoving in the bed. Lexie was seated at on of the chairs beside the bed. She walked over and sat next to her but Lexie didn't even glance at her.
"He may have been infuriating but he's still dad," Lexie said almost cautiously, like she was waiting for Meredith to tell her to shut it.
"Yeah, I know," Meredith agreed and Lexie moved her line of sight to her.
Lexie gaze dropped to Meredith's lap, "Who is he?"
Meredith glanced down at her lap, "This is Jacob. He's my son."
"You had a son? How old is he? Who's the father?" Lexie shot questions out, even though, in the back of her mind, she knew that it was none of her business.
"His name is Jacob Andrew Grey and he's two years old," Meredith told her. Feeling that now would be the time to forge any path to Lexie, to at least make Lexie feel better in this moment. "Derek is the father."
"So this is why Derek is so hated. Well, I better get going and give you some time," Lexie said.
"Hey, can you take him by to see the Chief?" Meredith asked standing Jacob on the floor. Lexie nodded and Meredith addressed her son, "Okay, now I want you to go with Aunt Lexie and be very good for me. Okay?"
"Otay, mommy," Jacob replied, giving Meredith a kiss and then taking Lexie's out held hand.
They exited the room and Meredith turned to face her father, "What have you gotten yourself into?"
No answer, not that she'd expected. She laid her head against the bed fighting back somewhat angry tears. About everything. Being here reminded her she didn't have a father growing up. Was she keeping it from Jacob now too?
The door opened but Meredith didn't lift her head. She didn't care who it was. At least until she heard the voice.
"Excuse me," he said and her head shot up and turned to look into the familiar eyes. "Meredith?"
"I have to go," she said standing from her spot by the bed and literally running past Derek and out of the door.
"Meredith!" she heard him call for her but she didn't turn around. She just kept running, not sure if he was even following her. So much for avoiding him. At least Jacob hadn't been in there. So, that's where she ran, to Jacob.
"Meredith, here you are," the Chief spoke, holding her son.
"Hey, Chief. Sorry, but I think I need to go," she told him going over to pick up Jacob. "I'm staying at my house and I'll be here for a week or so. So, you'll see him again."
"Okay," he nodded as she turned and walked out of the office and out into the night air.
"Hey Mark," Meredith said answering the door. "He's in the front room with Christina, Izzie, George, and Alex."
They turned and walked into the front room where the group was playing with Jacob, who was building a tower of blocks.
"I want one," Izzie laughed as Jacob came over and handed her a block.
Meredith laughed, "How about you baby-sit this one a couple time and then you decide."
"Until you head back, I'll be your babysitter," Izzie told her.
Mark walked over to Jacob and picked him up when he held his hands out, "I get the kid for now."
"It's true, look at that, Mark is actually good with children. Just like I told you," Christina told the group, who's first time it was to see Mark with Jacob.
"Hey, I'm full of surprises," he joked as the doorbell rang and Meredith went to answer it.
She was smiling as she walked to the door, but as she opened it, the smile quickly dropped, "Derek."
"Meredith, can we please talk. Just please," he begged.
Meredith glanced over her shoulder where the front room had gone quiet and stationed then herself where he could not get into the house, "You want to talk? I tried to talk to you, remember?"
"I wasn't finished talking," he tried to get through to her.
"I was done listening. I was… I am sick of it, Derek. It ends with me hurt every time. Me hurt and you with another woman. That was the second time in, like, a year," she practically yelled at him.
"You hurt? I was freakin' hurt, Meredith. I told you how I felt and you just didn't want it," he was starting to get angry as well.
"I told you I needed time. I told you that. And, it would have ended the same as it had the last time. Had I not left, it would have ended the same. Don't you even try to deny that you had doubts about me and was looking at her as stability," she challenged him.
"Fine, you are right. I did have doubts. I had tons of doubts. And, she did look very stable. It did cross my mind," he told her, his voice raising as hers did.
"See, this is why I left, Derek. To avoid it. To avoid you. Now get out," she screamed at him. Just after she had crying could be heard from the next room. "Get out," she repeated and shut the door.
She returned to the front room and picked up her crying son, trying to get him to calm down.
So here's chapter five. I think I should get twelve more reviews before I update… I'm just kidding. I don't care how many… I was just saying cause then I would be at 50 reviews and it'd be funny… Uh, don't ask about my thinking process…
I've had ch. 6 written since yesterday. And, I'll warn you, the end of that chapter is a little angsty. I'm not sure where to go on Ch. 7. That's okay... I got the rest of today and tomorrow and some of the next day before I have to post it.
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