Take Me Away
Disclaimer: Same disclaimer as before, Shonda owns everything and I got nothing. Just borrowing these for fun.
Authors Notes: So this is the second chapter, hopefully you liked the first. I really enjoy reviews that are positive but at the same time helpful, so feel free to leave some! I know the story just started but I hope you're enjoying it so far! Thanks for all the great reviews so far.
I bet you think I'm kidding
But I promise you it's true
I hate most everybody
But most of all I hate
Oh, I hate you
Cristina hated having interns for many reasons but one of the most important reasons being that she hated trying to remember their names. Numbers, she realized, seem to work much easier.
"One and Two, you're in the pit today. Don't whine or I'll make it worse." She warned. "Four you're in the clinic."
"What about me?" Lexie Grey asked, not at all surprised that once again Cristina seemed to ignore her.
"What about you?" Cristina asked, quite annoyed. "Whatever, Dr. Shepherd has requested you today. Try not to kill anybody."
With that her interns were off and Cristina was left to scavenge for a great surgery. The problem, it seemed, was that there didn't appear to be anything more serious then a broken leg or too. What she could really go for, she decided, was a total evisceration. The stupid people that tended to get those kinds of massive injuries seemed to have stayed inside today, and so Cristina was left with nothing. Rather then waste her time and skills on a patient with the sniffles, she found the nearest office and settled down to do paperwork.
About an hour into working the door of the office banged open and Meredith flopped down onto the chair next to Cristina.
"I just ran a test for HIV on two little girls."
"So? Lots of teenagers have sex and think they're super heroes so they don't wrap it up." Cristina said without looking up.
"These weren't teenagers. The one girl is eleven and the other is ten."
This caught Cristina's attention for a moment and she looked up. "Seriously?"
"Yeah." Meredith sighed. "Is it bad that I'm obsessing about my boy drama while these little girls are worried they have HIV?"
"Yes." Cristina told her and then went back to her paperwork.
"How do you tell a parent their ten-year-old got HIV from having unprotected sex?" Meredith wondered out loud. "Better yet, how do you explain that their ten-year-old had sex to begin with?"
Realizing that Meredith didn't notice she was working, Cristina put down her pen. "What's the big deal? Yeah it might suck, but it's not the end of the world. They take the pills and they live a long life. It's not the death sentence it used to be."
"I know all that. But it's just the point that they're not even teenagers. When I was ten I didn't even know what sex was, I was still playing with Barbie's."
"When I was ten I was smart enough to realize Barbie is evil."
"Cristina." Meredith looked at her. "Seriously?"
"Ask my mother."
There was a moment of silence before Meredith looked at her watch. "Well, it's been about ten minutes. The quick results should be done."
Meredith left Cristina with her mountain of paperwork and walked back to the clinic. She grabbed the results of the tests, glanced at them quickly, and then entered the room where the two girls sat.
"Before I tell you girls the results of these tests I just want to make something clear. You are too young to be having sex. You're too young to even be thinking about having sex. Just because a boy says he loves you, or you think everybody else is doing it, or because you think that it'll make you a grown up; those are all excuses."
"Please, that's so lame." The older girl, Brittany, told her. "It's just sex, what's the big deal?"
"The big deal is that you're in here getting tested for HIV. I'm not going to lecture you anymore about not having sex because you girls clearly don't get it. But I am going to lecture you about having the sense to be smart and safe about it."
Brittany rolled her eyes and Meredith knew that whatever she said wasn't going to affect her one bit. The other girl, however, Meredith thought maybe she could get her point across.
"Ok," she told Brittany. "You need to leave while I tell Danielle the results."
"What, why?" Brittany argued.
"Because, there are things called HIPPA laws and because this is confidential nobody but Danielle and I can be in here."
Up until that moment Danielle had seemed content to let Brittany do the talking; now she looked at her friend. "It's ok; I'll meet you outside in a minute."
After Brittany had left the room Meredith grabbed a stool and rolled it over next to Danielle. She sat there quietly for a few minutes. When it became clear that Danielle wasn't going to offer any more information Meredith explained that while the results of the test were negative she would need to come back in three to six months to get re-tested. She went through the same spiel with Brittany and then watched as the two girls left the clinic; she knew damn well that, while they might not have any diseases currently, it was only a matter of time for them.
"So that sucked, right?" Lexie asked as Meredith finished jotting down some notes. Once Meredith was done writing she gave Lexie a withering stare.
"I am so not in the mood for you today." She informed her and then walked away.
As Lexie watched her walk away she resisted the urge to cry. Why the hell did Meredith have to be such a bitch? God, all she wanted to do was be her friend! Out of the corner of her eye she saw George approaching the desk and turned to him.
"What the hell is the matter with your friend?" She lashed out. "Why can't you and you're stupid friends accept new people? What the hell is up with this hospital?"
George frowned. "I accepted you, what are you talking about?"
"Meredith and her little side-kick Cristina. They're so infuriating."
"You've just got to give Meredith time. She hasn't had the easiest time lately. As for Cristina, you need to stand up to her."
"I've tried, it doesn't work." Lexie banged her head lightly against the desk. "What are you doing down here?"
"Oh, Cristina was trying to page you." George told her.
Lexie looked down at her pager and swore. Of course her pager would die while Cristina was trying to page her. Lexie's life wouldn't be the same if things were to go easy for her.
Meredith's day was finally over. All she wanted to do at this point was go home, grab the bottle of Jose, and thank God that she didn't run in to Derek. Or Rose, for the matter, as she wasn't sure she couldn't stand the site of that doe-eyed skank without projectile vomiting.
She was almost home free; all she had to do was take the elevator down to the ground floor. So of course, when the door opened and Derek was standing inside, it came as no surprise to Meredith; after all, the day hadn't sucked enough. Meredith stepped into the elevator and tried to keep from laughing but it was just so ridiculous.
Derek, thinking Meredith was in a good mood, looked at her and asked, "What's so funny?"
Immediately Meredith stopped laughing and glanced at him. "This is not happening."
"What's not?" Derek inquired.
"This, you and I are not talking." Meredith informed him.
Derek cocked his head to one side. "Why not? We can't be civil?"
"No, we can't. I loved you and you said you loved me but then you go around kissing nurses."
"Meredith-" Derek tried to interrupt but was cut off.
"Next time I'll take the stairs." Meredith finished and like a movie the elevator doors magically opened and she was able to make a grand exit. Now, however, instead of going home she headed straight for Joe's. Joe's bottle of tequila was a lot closer then hers was, and that was the main goal right now. She hoped that if she could drink enough the memory of Derek would fade away.
The next morning, however, when Meredith woke up the memories of Derek were still there. What was missing, though, was her memory from last night and apparently all of her clothes. The sound of snoring startled her and she quickly turned over to see who the hell she'd brought home.
One look at the man and Meredith knew she'd just complicated things beyond the current level. She groaned and muttered, but she knew that what pissed her off the most was that the only person she could hate right now, besides Jose, was herself…
I bet you think I'm kidding
But I promise you it's true
I hate most everybody
But most of all I hate
Oh, I hate you