Thank you for all the feedback. It's much appreciated.

I'm sorry if you are confused with the way the story is going; you're supposed to be. Yeah, sorry about that. It'll be confusing until I get into it more, which won't be too long, so don't worry. You'll get it soon enough if you haven't yet. I think some of you have.

Anyway I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Please review and tell me what you think!

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Everyone was so somber, it was uncomfortable. Meredith wished that they weren't this way. It just made it so much worse. But what was it making worse? She didn't yet know…she walked through the crowd of people searching for an answer, trying to understand where she was and why she was there, why she felt so torn inside.

She opened her eyes and found herself in her room. Her heart was beating rather quickly, as though the dream had scared her. That she didn't understand. The dream hadn't been frightening at all. All she did was walk through a crowd, looking for-

Looking for what?

She pushed the thought to the back of her mind and got out of bed. It was still early, but she didn't care. She could escape to work today without her friends hounding her. They had been acting way to strange for her comfort. She had no idea why they were behaving the way they were, but she thought it would be best if she just voided them for the time being.

Derek was still asleep on the bed. She nudged him and said, "Come on, get up. I want to leave before they start hounding me."

"It's too early," Derek groaned without moving. She nudged him again. "I don't care, it's now or never."

"How about never?"

She shook her head and began to get ready. The rest of the house was quiet, meaning the others weren't going to be bothering her yet. She left the room as quietly as she could, in fear of being heard. She achieved her goal of being sneaky and was able to enter and exit the bathroom as well as escape to her room without being accosted.

To her relief Derek was up when she arrived back in her room. He smiled and no longer seemed to care they were leaving an hour early.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, and left the room with him behind her.

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She said goodbye to him as they went separate ways. Things seemed to be so nice and bright and shiny. And it had lasted more than a couple hours, which was an accomplishment for them.

Meredith was walking down the hallway when a familiar voice called out after her, sounding surprised. Meredith turned around.

Miranda Bailey was indeed surprised to see Meredith Grey wandering the hallways; she hadn't expected to see her at all. She walked up to her looking uncertain, while Meredith looked uncomfortable.

"What are you doing here?" Bailey asked her, frowning. "I thought you were taking some time off."

"Really, you people have to stop babying me," Meredith said impatiently. "I'm fine. I'm great actually. Everything is great."

Bailey stared at her. Meredith did not like it when she did so; she was making it look like she was stupid or something. Meredith stepped back.

"Okay, I'm just gonna go," she said cautiously, waiting for Bailey to protest.

"Dr. Grey-"

"Going," Meredith said, and turned her back on her. Bailey did not know what to say. She knew Meredith masked her feelings quite well, but she didn't expect her to be like this. It seemed like she was sincerely happy.

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"What are you doing here?"

"Working."

"You're supposed to be taking time off."

"I don't need time off, George."

"Yeah, I think you do," he said, grabbing her arm as she tried to escape him. "I know you think working is best for you, but I really think that it isn't."

"George, I am fine," she said firmly, pulling away from him. "Why don't you go worry about something else, something that, I don't know, you should be worrying about?"

"Meredith listen to me," he said exasperatedly. "I don't think you understand this correctly-"

"I understand the situation correctly, I just don't understand you. Why are you freaking out?"

"After what happened?" he said, frustrated, trying not to sound angry, though it was quite hard not to.

"Nothing happened," she said, returning the anger. "You just have some major issues going on."

He stared at her, trying to understand where she was coming from. He knew that she wouldn't handle this well, but he didn't think she'd handle it like this.

"Meredith I think you have a problem."

"Yeah, you," she said angrily. "Now I have to go, I have work to do, and I'm guessing that you do too."

He did not know what to say to her, and he also knew that there was a good chance that this was out of his hands. As much as he wanted to help her, as much as they all wanted to help her, he didn't think that it would go over very well.

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"And he finally let me go," Meredith told Derek as they left together for the night. "But he tried so hard not to. I swear, they think that I'm crazy or something. 'You have a problem, Meredith, you don't know what's best for you Meredith.' I mean, seriously people."

"I don't know," Derek sighed. "I'd just let them go for now. They get over this-whatever they're going through."

"I just wish I knew why. Why are they all of a sudden like this?"

"I don't know," he said truthfully. "Do you want to have a drink at Joe's before we go home?"

"No," she said, after a moment of consideration. "I don't think that'll help the situation at all."

"Then let's just go home," he said.

"And lock the door behind us."

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"So what do we do?" George asked Izzie as they sat side by side.

"I don't know," she said sadly. "Maybe we should have her talk to someone."

"I don't think she'd agree to that. She doesn't think that anything is wrong."

She stood up. "Well there is something wrong. I don't like the way this is going. She's just keeping it all inside her, and if she keeps going on that way she's gonna just blow. So we'll have to figure it out."

"Okay," he said, as they stared at each other for a moment, trying to figure out what they were supposed to do. Then he stood up too, and they left together in silence.