DISCLAIMER: I do not own Grey's Anatomy or any of the characters from the show. However, I do own Mo, JB, and BIG, not to mention "Mads" and Miley.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading my 1st story. Also a HUGE thanks to everyone who's reviewed. I truly appreciate it. Please keep it up! In this chapter, you start to figure out what Meredith's secret is. It will actually be defined in the next chapter. I know a lot of you have been guessing as to what her "other life" is and I wanted it to be impossible to guess, so I hope none of you are disappointed. But it's my story and this is the way I wanted it to go. Please be sure to tell me what you think, good or bad!

IMPORTANT: The most important thing you have to know about this chapter is that there is some dialogue in a different language. But since I wanted you all to know what was said, I put it in English. So when you come across dialogue that is in BOLD, that means it's in Russian. For example, "Who's fault is this",is really said in Russian. Use your imagination!

Also, don't forget that when a character is thinking it is in ITALICS !

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHY THE PAGE BREAKS WON'T STAY IN THE CHAPTERS WHEN I ADD AND SAVE THEM. PLEASE? I NEED YOU HELP! I WOULD SO BE IN YOUR DEBT, NOT TO MENTION UNBELIEVABLY THANKFUL!

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PREVIOUSLY IN CH.6:

"They should've killed you, when had chance!" Irina replied scowling.

It was then that everyone noticed two large men dressed in black had slowly taken their place behind Irina, each on one of her sides. Everyone was confused. Someone wanted Meredith dead? Had people tried to kill her? Thoughts were flying a million miles an hour in each of their heads as they softly whispered to people around them; all asking similar questions: did anyone know anything about this? who was Meredith and what was Bailey talking about?

Derek began walking towards Meredith, "Mer, what is going on? Who are these people? Are you in trouble?"

"Derek, stay away from me! You don't know me! You don't even know who I am!" Meredith didn't have it in her to turn and look him in the eyes. She had an idea of how hurt he was at this very moment.

Before he could get any closer to her, Mark reached out and stopped him. "Listen to her man. You'll only make things worse. She doesn't need you to be her knight in shining armor, so please, just stay back here." A few silent seconds went by of both looking each other in the eyes… well Derek was mostly glaring. Finally, Derek shrugged Mark's arm away, but didn't proceed to her. Something just told him he should listen to Mark, even though he wanted nothing more than to punch him for knowing something about Meredith that he didn't. "Why can't Mark mind his own business?" Derek wondered.

"You're all too stupid to ever kill me, " Meredith smirked.

"Meredith, don't!" Richard yelled.

"You will always be number 2… second best, and you know it!" she spat at Irina.

Irina made a motion towards the man on her right. Everyone looked towards Meredith as they heard her gasp. The man on Irina's right had a gun aimed directly at Meredith.

CHAPTER 7 – May 17, 2008

Normally, situations involving "a bad guy" pointing a gun at someone would automatically cause pandemonium; panicked people running and trying to hide wherever they could to make sure they were safe from the inevitable shower of bullets. This, however, was not normal. Nothing about the last few minutes near the nurse's station was normal. Meredith had ditched her scrubs, not to mention her shoes and socks, and it appeared that she had a pretty serious injury on one of her legs that no one knew about. The strange and random scene between Dr. Meredith Grey and the foreign (she had an accent and was speaking broken English) woman named Irina was so intriguing and bizarre that everyone stayed frozen to their spots, wanting to see it play out. It was as if no one was registering the fact that a bullet could hit any one of them at any given moment even though they were bystanders and not the intended target. Bystanders and innocent people were injured and killed all the time in scenarios similar to this one. However, it was quite evident that the only person who was going to get hurt here was Meredith, so the Chief, Mark, Dr. Bailey, Callie, Dr. Hahn, Nurse Rose, Christina, George, Lexi, Izzie, Alex, Derek, various interns, and numerous nurses stood frozen in their spots as they watched the scene unfold.

"Wow, a gun. You're going to have your goon shoot me… in front of all these people? These witnesses?" Meredith asked, voice steady as ever. To the crowd of people around her, she appeared completely unfazed by the gun pointed directly at her, but inside she was screaming. "I'm not hurt yet, no one is. THANK GOD! Maybe I can get out of this… come on Meredith THINK! You can do this. You might be a little rusty, but it's possible. Talk to her, distract her. Don't let anyone take your bullet! Then they really won't forgive you! Speaking of which," Mer looked behind her, noticing that not one person had left in search of safety, "what the hell? Why isn't anyone running or hiding? For God's sake, there's a gun! A real gun! What the hell is wrong with them? Do they really need more things to spread about me? Are they so desperate and stupid that they'd risk their own lives just to have more to gossip about?" Meredith looked at them as if they were crazy. In doing so, she made eye contact with some. Christina's eyes showed regret and guilt, probably for her bitchiness all morning. Bailey looked scared for her, but at the same time disbelief was written in her eyes. The Chief and Mark both wore the same look: worry and fear. They knew what was going on and Meredith seemed to be egging Irina on, which only made them stress even more. The last person Meredith made eye contact with was Derek – the last person she wanted to face and, strangely, the first. He was hurt, upset, not to mention absolutely terrified for Meredith. His eyes questioned hers, asking,"What the hell is going on? You could never find the time to tell me some crazy person wants to kill you? I love you, I always will. I always told you you could tell me anything! Why not this?" As she turned back around to face Irina, her eyes met Dr. Bailey's again. However, this time she saw something different. It was evident that Bailey knew who & what Meredith was just by the look on her face. Sure, Bailey probably didn't know the entire story, but she knew enough to put two and two together. As Meredith locked eyes with the woman who'd taught her about more than just medicine, the confidence and self-assurance she'd had 4 years ago began to come back. It was as if Bailey was sending it from her body right into Meredith's. What was even more strange and amazing, was that people around her could see the difference in Meredith as she faced Irina. She was standing a little taller, her shoulders a little stronger, her eyes a little brighter, and last but not least her little smirk of a smile was back.

"I've been the best for about 15 years. They can't get rid of me so easily. You are better than her, better than all of them!" Meredith told herself. She couldn't just think it, she had to believe it; her life was depending on it, her families lives and her colleagues lives were all depending on it. She had to become the old Meredith.

With the gun still pointing at her, she said, "We've had this rivalry for what? 13 years or so? So, for you to finally beat me you are going to have me shot? Why not just prove you're better. If you do, that's it, I'm out. I'll retire. I'll even announce it myself! But if the only thing we discover is I still am the best, #1 if you will, everything goes on as planned. We'll go to China in August, and I'll still retire in September." Confidence oozed from Meredith. It was the Meredith that the Chief hadn't seen for 4 years, the one he missed. This Meredith was strong, focused, and well…bad-ass. This was a Meredith that her fellow residents and Derek, for that matter, had never once seen or met. It was this Meredith that had always intimidated and worried Irina. Meredith smiled as Irina nervously played with her shirt.

"Okay. Let's do! Afterall, you've been out of the business for 4 years and I haven't missed one day. You're out of your league (AN:only the bold sentences are in Russian)," Irina agreed.

Meredith was the only one who had understood what Irina had said in Russian. She wasn't fluent, but she could more than get by. With the traveling around the world she'd done most of her life, Meredith had picked up numerous languages. Something none of her hospital family knew, except for Richard and Mark.

(AN: Again, bold dialogue is really Russian) "Who's fault is this?" Meredith angrily asked as she pointed to her taped up, injured left leg. "Just because I've always been better than you and everyone from your country doesn't mean you have to try and take me out and force me into retirement! I can't help it that I've always been better than you. There was nothing else for me to do growing up except practice! That was the only thing I could do. What were you doing all those hours I was practicing?" Meredith was pissed. She'd never asked for this to be her life. It had just sort of happened, something for her to do when her mother was working. It was always better than daycare… until 4 years ago.

As soon as Meredith started speaking the same language as Irina (Russian) George, Alex, Izzie, and Christina all sent each other questioning looks. "I didn't know Meredith spoke another language," Lexi said to the four people Mer was closest to in the hospital.

"Neither did we," Christina replied. Suddenly she was questioning everything she knew about Meredith. "Do I know anything true about her? Has everything been a lie?"

"What do you think they're saying?" Izzie asked.

"I don't know. But it doesn't sound good!" Alex stated.

"Meredith looks so angry, just like her mom did when she thought I was Meredith's dad and yelled at me," George whimpered.

Derek was eavesdropping on her friends. "If they didn't even know about any of this, it must be bad. Especially Christina. They tell each other everything." Looking over at Mark he thought, "Then why and how does Mark know what's going on here. It's completely obvious that Mark knows what this is about. In fact, by the look on his face I'd say he had a feeling something like this was gonna happen." Derek was crushed, "After everything that happened with Addison and Mark, how could she confide in him and not me?" As he thought things through, he felt someone grab his hand and squeeze. Looking down at the hand entwined in his, he realized it was Rose, his girlfriend. He had to remind himself that he wasn't with Meredith anymore, but with Rose. Avoiding Rose's eyes, he turned back to the situation with Meredith.

Irina slowly started walking towards Meredith as she spoke. "Oh poor you! #1 in the world and you're complaining? Not just #1 a year or 2, but for 15 years!" Irina stopped when she was about four or five feet away from Meredith. The small crowd formed around the nurse's station had never seen someone so angry before. Irina's brown eyes were so outraged that they were almost flashing red. In fact, at that very moment, she looked like the devil. "You never gave anyone else a shot! You deserved what happened 4 years ago. And you deserve everything that's going to happen to you now!" With that said, she motioned to the man with the gun and smiled. She smiled the most menacing and evil smile anyone had ever seen, including Meredith, as the man pulled the trigger.

Meredith's eyes were so large it looked like they might fall right out of her head as she stood frozen in place watching the bullet fly towards her. Her head was screaming for her to duck, jump, run, anything to get out of the way of the bullet, but it was as if her feet were encased in cement. She was rooted to the spot. Pain shot through Meredith as the bullet ripped and tore through the flesh of her left shoulder. She barely had time to register that she'd been shot, when Irina came flying towards her… literally. Before she knew it, Irina's right foot made contact with her face as Irina leapt through the air, her right leg doing some sort of crazy martial arts move. Everything was happening so suddenly, not to mention quickly. "I thought our conversation was going well. I mean as well as it could be. I thought I'd talked her out of shooting me! All of a sudden she goes crazy trying to fucking beat me up? What the hell?" Meredith thought while she was trying to get it together and defend herself… she was definitely failing. "Yeah, I'm definitely rusty!" she thought to herself as she felt the force of Irina's foot meet the left side of her face. Her instincts began to kick in as Meredith ducked the next time Irina tried kicking her face. As she ducked she threw her uninjured right leg against Irina's legs, effectively knocking them out from under her landing her in a heap on the floor. With Irina still in a sort of sitting position on the floor, Meredith kicked her hard in the face with her right foot. Startled and dazed, it took Irina a moment to get it together.

She had to get the upper hand completely and the only way Meredith could think to get it was run. So, she began running (not at her full speed) towards the crowd.

"Oh my God! Why is this bitch beating up little Meredith? I mean she's so little. Why would someone want to hurt her?" Izzie yelped. As she saw Irina begin following Meredith she freaked out, "That's it you stupid bitch. Sure, you may be able to hurt Mer, but I'm from a fucking trailer park! I'm hardcore!" Izzie started for Irina, only to be grabbed by Mark.

"This isn't your fight Izzie! Stay out of it… for your safety! You don't know who they are and you really don't know Meredith. Just give her a second. It'll be fine!"

Derek overheard everything said between Izzie and Mark. Knowing that Mark knew the "real" Meredith, that she had let him in to her world so quickly was heartbreaking to Derek. He had made such an effort to get her to trust him and in the end he failed. The sense of betrayal he felt at that very moment was so intense that he became sick to his stomach. It took everything he had not vomit right there and then. Derek felt as if a knife was ripping through the many layers of skin, fat, and muscle while slowly working its way to his heart. Suddenly, it became exceedingly difficult to breath. As he stood there, Rose's hand in his, he attempted to get himself under control. People around him were starting to stare. "Come on Derek. This isn't the time! Get yourself under control. Maybe there's an explanation for all this," his conscience told him. Luckily, Richard interrupted his thoughts, giving him what he needed to calm down.

"EVERYONE, get out of the way NOW! Give them room!" the chief bellowed as Meredith ran towards the crowd, Irina hot on her heels.

The chief meant business by his voice, so everyone obeyed. No one had ever heard him speak like that.

With the hallway cleared directly next to the nurse's station, Meredith stopped, turned, and waited for Irina. Derek was panicked, "Meredith! Run! Don't just stop! Let me help you. For God's sake you've been shot! What are you doing? What is going on?" She heard him, but gave no answer, so he started walking to her. He had taken no more than three steps when the chief snatched his arm. Derek turned his head so he was face to face with the chief. "Richard, let me go. I'm not going to watch as someone tries to kill her!" He tried pulling his arm from the chief's grasp, but surprisingly, Richard was incredibly strong.

"You can't help her right now. You'll only make things worse. I've already got help on the way. Trust me Shep! She'll be okay. You don't know everything about her." Derek battled it out in his mind for a few seconds until he gave up trying to get to Meredith. Derek knew that Richard had promised Ellis Grey that he would always take care of Meredith, no matter what. He knew Richard would never break that promise, so if he said she was going to be okay he had to believe him.

Irina was still a ways away from Meredith, which gave her plenty of time and space to get away… or at least try. Meredith quickly looked over at Richard and Mark, gave them a sad, apologetic half smile, then took off at full sprint. Before Meredith reached Irina she did a cartwheel, but instead of finishing it, she began to do handsprings (sort of looks like a flip) one after the other. As soon as Irina saw Meredith in the air she panicked, having no idea what to do, or what exactly Meredith was up to she stood there. Meredith had such incredible height on her handsprings, that she was able to fly right over Irina's head. She managed a perfect landing, but immediately began sprinting again. This time towards the bridge above the lobby. The bridge that held so many memories with Derek. It took only a second for Irina to begin chasing her. As Irina passed the two men who had been standing behind her, she yelled something to them in Russian. Meredith was the only one of them that knew what was said, but whatever it was, the two men took off in the direction of what looked to be the parking lot. Meredith and Irina ran, disappearing down the hall.

"Holy crap! Meredith's flying!" George said, voice filled with complete and total awe as they watched her do a handspring over Irina's head.

"Wow. I had no idea she could do that. Look how flexible she is," Izzie added, she too was amazed by what Meredith was doing.

"I bet she's fucking fantastic in bed!" Alex snickered only to be slapped in the back of the head by Dr. Bailey.

"She's bleeding. Does she not realize she's got a bullet lodged in her shoulder?" Christina angrily said. It seemed she had no idea who Meredith was and it was eating away at her. Meredith was her person. Whenever Mer had a problem she always went to Christina, but she'd never said anything to her that could possibly explain what was going on right now.

"How is she able to use her arm like that with a bullet in it?" Lexie asked.

"Adrenaline. It's the most powerful drug. I see it all the time with my patients who have sports injuries," Callie answered, joining the conversation.

Everyone who'd been watching was so curious and confused they too took off running, chasing Meredith and Irina. It wasn't difficult to find them, all they had to do was follow the path of blood Meredith was leaving due to her wounded shoulder. As they got the two girls in sight Meredith was almost to the middle of the bridge and Irina was right on her heels. However, thanks to Richard's text message to BIG, Mer had some help.

Meredith's face lit up as Mo, a big 6'2" African American man dressed in black, came into sight. Their eyes met and he immediately knew what she needed. He crouched low to the floor as she got closer. When Meredith reached him, she jumped on his crouched back (using him as a sort of trampoline) then jumped to the railing of the bridge. Around the bridge was scaffolding. It was risky but it was the only way she could think of, in such a short amount of time, to get out safely. From the bridge's railing, she took a risky leap of faith in her abilities and jumped to a round metal beam painted white. Barely making it, she used it as a high bar and began swinging around it 360 degrees. Having gained enough speed and momentum, she released at the perfect moment, flying through the air and landing on a flat square beam a little below the round one she'd already been using. She gave herself a few seconds to make sure she was steady before looking to see what had happened with Irina.

"Damn, you really are the best. It's as if the last four years never happened," Richard said to himself, loud enough that everyone heard him, except Meredith.

"Oh my God! Did you just see what she did? Who the hell is this person inhabiting Mer's body?" Izzie asked.

"This is weird, very, very weird, "George uttered. "Who is that very large man that just helped Meredith?"

"Who cares about him. She's going to get herself killed. What is she doing up there?" Christina bitterly questioned.

"If I had to guess, I'd say she's trying to get away. Look in that man's ear. It looks like he's wearing some kind of ear piece like secret service agents wear," Alex answered.

"Seriously, what the hell is going on here?" Izzie frustratingly yelled. "And who are you?" she directed to Mo. He was too busying talking to whomever was on the other end of that ear piece to answer Izzie.

Immediately following Meredith's use of his back as a trampoline, Mo had jumped right back up to a standing position. To viewers he looked like a jack in the box toy. Luckily when Irina reached a no longer crouching Mo she couldn't mimic Meredith's moves, so she begrudgingly came to a stop as she watched her enemy (Mer) land safely on the square beam amidst the scaffolding. It took only one look into Meredith's eyes for Irina to figure out Meredith's next move. She made a run for the stairs coming off the bridge, but was met with a few obstacles… three to be exact.

Obstacle #1 : Dr. Mark Sloan. Sure he was a man whore and would basically sleep with anyone with legs… and a skirt, but he had known Meredith before Dr. Derek "McDreamy" Shepard ever laid eyes on her that fateful night at Joe's bar. Mark had met her as she lived through her worst nightmare. He had been a confidant, a friend who made her smile in her darkest hour, reminding her who she was and where she came from; basically letting her know everything would be all right and that her dark and scary world would one day shine again. He was right. Through all the drama and dark, twisty times she'd had at Seattle Grace, Meredith had never really been enveloped in the true darkness again. Being one of the only people that knew exactly what was going on, he had to do something. Something that'd buy her a bit more time to get to safety. To get to BIG. Even if it was only a few seconds. Although he wanted to physically hurt Irina, he couldn't knowing how pissed Meredith would be, so he got directly in her way as she scurried towards the stairs. She tried to move around him, but POOF, there he was. Irina and Mark danced from side to side, definitely not a friendly dance. Irina was growing restless not to mention angry. She had to get to Meredith, her country was relying on her. Although Irina thought Mark was incredibly attractive, she had to eliminate him. It broke her heart to do it, but she kicked him in the nuts causing him to immediately drop to his knees.

As Mark held his "men downstairs", Irina continued her mission: to get downstairs to the lobby. However, she came to OBSTACLE #2: Seattle Grace's Chief of Surgery, Dr. Richard Webber. He had been there for Meredith as a father figure. Helping her find the light in her world of darkness. It wasn't easy, but she finally made it. She'd come so far that he wasn't going to let her go back to that nightmare. Meredith knew that she never would have made it if it wasn't for Richard. Even his wife, Adele, had been there through everything. She had assisted "Mads" with Miley. Meredith was forever in Richard and Adele's debt. She'd become like a daughter to Adele and him. So, he did the only fatherly thing he could think of in this situation. He followed Sloan's lead, even after seeing how Irina made Mark "cry like a baby". Richard menacingly stood in her face, arms crossed, brows furrowed. He was going to make sure Meredith would get home alive and safe with their help. Irina was lived. They too danced around each other, until Irina grabbed his hand, twisted it behind his back, and flipped him over.

Two steps away was the beginning of the stairs… and her 3RD OBSTACLE: Dr. Miranda Bailey. Sure, she didn't know the complete, full story of what was going on, but given what had been in the press four years ago about Meredith, she knew enough. She considered herself one of Meredith's biggest fans before Meredith became her intern and before they'd ever met. It was the confidant, self-assured, and talented Meredith that Miranda Bailey had always been in awe of. Because she had looked up to the "famous Meredith" ever since she could remember, she transformed herself into "the Nazi" and stood on the top step of the stairs. There was no way that second place bitch was getting by her, at least not until Meredith made it down safely. The two women came face to face. They were so close, in fact, that their foreheads were practically pressed against one another. It took about thirty seconds for Irina to attempt to push Bailey, which as anyone could imagine, didn't go over very well. "You little stick of a coward! I know you did not just push me on purpose. Did you?" Miranda asked. There was no answer from Irina, nothing verbal at least. Her eyes flashing with pure anger, was her only response to Bailey. "Oh so you did? Huh? Well I'm just gonna have to take care of your skinny ass!" With that said, Bailey grabbed her wrist, twisted it like no one's business and knocked her to the ground. It was true, she definitely was "the Nazi".

George and Izzie were shocked. Sure they'd seen Bailey angry, but physical violence? Alex only smiled and murmured, "Yeah, you get her Bailey!"

As Irina and Bailey faced off, Richard got up off the floor and brushed himself off. Knowing what the protocol was for Meredith in this kind of situation, he headed to where she would be next.

While all this was happening, Meredith was looking around for a way to get to BIG. Looking at the ground below herself, she spotted JB, another strong and large smiling African American man in black. Grinning, she realized for about the millionth time the last 10 years or so that she was truly lucky and loved to have such an amazing team of people supporting her and backing her every move… literally. Knowing that JB would catch her, she took her ready stance.

Lexie was too busy watching her "new" sister trying to get to the main lobby below to really worry about the doctors trying to stop Irina. Afterall, she was left in the dark on this whole thing. She had no idea why anyone would want to hurt Meredith. She knew Meredith could be a bitch, but she doubted someone would want to kill her because of it. Furthermore, she had absolutely no fucking clue what Bailey had been rambling about back at the nurse's station. What did she mean, "do you know who you are"? Everything about this was so weird. Lexie only hoped that she would get to hear the explanation of it all as she realized what Meredith was going to do. "Meredith! What are you doing? Are you crazy? You'll never make it!" she yelled to her sister. The only thing was that Lexie didn't see JB, hell she didn't even know who he was or that he existed.

Meredith glanced at her sister, smiled an apologetic "forgive me" smile, and jumped of the beam. In the air Meredith did a few fancy twists and flips, before she landed in JB's arms, smiling. "Wow, can I count on them or what?" she thought as she rapidly kissed him on the cheek. JB whispered something to her right before she took off towards the stairwell she often used to avoid Derek.

"Seriously? Did she seriously just do that?" Izzie asked.

"Hey there's another large man," George pointed to JB. "And look, he's wearing an earpiece as well."

She sprinted up the stairs quickly and as she reached the 1st floor, she spotted Richard waiting. In his hand was her glittery cell phone she'd given to him at the beginning of the confrontation with Irina . The same one he sent the text message to BIG on. As she was running passed him, he handed it to her like runners passing the baton to one another in a relay. Meredith mumbled her thanks and continued up the many flights of stairs.

As Meredith was reaching Richard, Irina had just started taking the stairs off the bridge to the lobby. Yes, she'd finally gotten past "the Nazi", however, it was not an easy task. Reaching the lobby, she looked every which way for Meredith until she realized where she'd gone. Like she'd been doing for the last ten minutes or so, she chased her.

After Richard saw Meredith, he ran to the group who'd been watching everything go down. There was one more thing they would want to see: Meredith finally reaching BIG. "Come on everyone! Out to the parking lot. Let's make sure she gets to safety!" he yelled as he made his way down the bridge stairs. Without question, everyone followed him. Afterall, he seemed to know what this whole thing was about.

As they were all heading outside, Meredith was still running up the stairwell. She'd just passed the 5th floor, "Only three and half more to go," she whispered to herself as she gasped for air. Her shoulder was throbbing from the bullet lodged in it. "Thank God I'm a surgeon!" she thought. Meredith could hear Irina a couple floors below her, trying to catch up. "Level eight," she said, "oh thank God!" Mer was tired and couldn't be more excited to get home… safely. Running up the half flight of stairs to the door that would lead her to BIG, she couldn't help but smile. Smile the biggest smile since Athens, Greece four years ago. Bursting through the door of the roof she picked up the pace, knowing that it would determine whether she lived or died. "This better be in effect or I'm fucked and this will all be worthless." Luckily she trusted BIG with her life… ten times over.

Everyone was crowded in the parking lot. No one saw anything, especially Meredith. The only thing they heard was a helicopter, but they heard noisy helicopter blades whirling quite often. After all, this was a hospital.

"Hey, there's a trauma! A few of us better go check it out!" Christina said pointing to the helicopter.

"That isn't filled with a patient. That's Meredith ride!" the chief replied. "Keep your eyes on the roof! Trust me!"

All eyes were on the roof, waiting for something. No one knew exactly what. They just figured it had something to do with Meredith. What everyone found strange was that the helicopter never landed, it was lowering itself next to the roof, but a little higher than it.

"What's it doing? Why isn't it landing?" Lexie screamed, completely panicked.

"There isn't time for it to land," Richard somberly stated.

Overcome by silence as the group of hospital staff, at least most of them, realized what that meant.

Seconds later disbelief and shock rang through the group when Meredith came into view and she jumped off the roof of Seattle Grace hospital.

"Oh my God!" Lexie whispered, tears rolling down her face.

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--I HOPE NO ONE IS OFFENDED THAT I CHOSE THE COUNTRY RUSSIA. YOU WILL ALL REALIZE WHY IN THE NEXT CHAPTER. I AM IN NO WAY BEING RUDE OR "RACIST" TO RUSSIANS. IN FACT, I'VE BEEN TO RUSSIA AND IT'S AN AWESOME PLACE!--