Meredith slept completely through the night until 9 the next morning. It was the first full night sleep she had gotten since Chris had died, and she woke up feeling better than she had in two weeks. When she looked down at her watch and saw the time she jumped quickly out of bed. She only had an hour before her meeting with the chief of surgery at Seattle Grace Hospital. After taking a quick shower and eating a granola bar she had left in her purse, she ran out the door to go to the hospital only to realize that she didn't have a car. She had left her Explorer back in Boston. It was coming on the moving truck along with a few things from their house, but it wasn't going to be there for another three days. The only option she had was to call a cab, but by the time a cab picked her up and took her all the way to Seattle Grace she would definitely be late for her meeting. She reluctantly called Richard Webber's secretary and asked if she could push her meeting back a half hour. His secretary, Patricia, told her that would be fine, but only the chief would be available because the head of neurosurgery had a surgery scheduled for that time so she would have to meet him later. Meredith called a cab and soon she was on her way to Seattle Grace. Much to her dismay, her mind began to drift back to the last time she was at Seattle Grace Hospital.

She had been in the hospital daycare for what seemed like days in her five year old mind, but in reality it had only been about four hours. Maybe her daddy forgot where to pick her up and was waiting out front for her? If she could just catch a minute where Miss Susie wasn't watching, she could sneak out of here and go find her daddy herself. Her opportunity came about ten minutes later when Tommy's mommy came to pick him up. While Miss Susie was talking, Meredith quietly slipped out the side door. Now all she had to do was remember how to get back down to the front doors because she was sure that was where her daddy was. Daddy was never late to pick her up. Her mommy normally forgot and left her in daycare for a really long time, but daddy always came when he said he would. Meredith saw the elevator at the end of the hall. That was it! She always had to ride the elevator up to daycare, so she must have to go down to get to the front door. Meredith stood behind a lady who was waiting to get on the elevator. That way no one would ask her where her mommy and daddy were. Once you got asked that question it was always a one way trip back to daycare. Then her mommy would yell at her for escaping.

Meredith got off the first time the big doors opened. This hallway didn't look very familiar, but it must just be another way to get to the front. She kept walking down the hallway until it ended at a big set of double doors. Just as she was going to reach up and open the doors, they burst open. There were a bunch of doctors standing around a man on a rolling bed. They were running really fast and yelling. Meredith kept on walking, but then she looked at the man sleeping on the bed. That was daddy!

"Daddy, daddy! Wake up! It's time to go to the park. You can sleep later," she yelled as she ran into the little room where they had taken her daddy. She ran up to the bed and tried to climb up in it beside her daddy but was stopped by a set of strong hands.

"What are you doing down here little Miss Grey? Did you escape out of daycare again?"

"No, Dr Richard. I came to find my daddy. I found him now, so I just need to wake him up so we can go to the park."

"Come on sweetie, let me take you back up to daycare," he said as he picked Meredith up and started to take her back in the direction she had come from.

"But I need to get my daddy!"

"You can see your daddy later, but now you have to go back to daycare."

After Dr Richard took her back up to the daycare, she tried to escape again, but Miss Susie caught her and made her sit in the corner until one of her parents came to pick her up. Her mommy finally came to get her a few hours later.

"Where's daddy? Is he still sleeping on that rolling bed?"

"I don't know what you're talking about Meredith. How many times have I told you to stop making up stories? When we get home I need you to go up to your room and pack some clothes and toys into a suitcase."

"Why? Are we going on vacation?"

"No, we're moving to Boston?"

"What does moving mean?"

"It means we are going to have a new house in a new town, just me and you."

"So me, you, and daddy are going to get a new house?"

"Not daddy, Meredith. Daddy is gone, and he is never coming back. He left. It is just me and you now."

"Daddy isn't gone. I saw him today on the rolling bed."

"That was not your father Meredith. Your father left! Now we are going home to pack because we are leaving for Boston in the morning."

Meredith followed her mother out of the hospital with tears running down her face. How could daddy be gone? She knew she had seen him that afternoon.

Meredith had forgotten about thinking she had seen her dad on a stretcher that day. Looking back she now realized she must have just thought it was her daddy because that was the day that Thatcher Grey had packed up and left her life forever. As the cab rolled to a stop in front of the hospital, she slowly got out of the back seat and took a deep breath. She was going to go through those glass doors and start her life over.