Lexie walked into the tiny apartment she shared with George and dropped her bag on to the ground. She was so tired and drained, going through her father's will and then beginning the process of packing his thing away hadn't been easy. The argument she'd had with Molly about it only made things harder. It was this stupid cabin it was messing everything up.

"Do you want a drink?"

She jumped at the sound of George's voice, she didn't think he was home. He walked out of the kitchen alcove carrying two bottles of beer.

"Thanks." She pulled a bottle from his hands, and walked over to their sofa. She plunked herself down in it and took a long sip of the drink. She didn't even like beer, it left a strange taste in her mouth but at that moment she needed it, she needed something to take the edge off.

George came and sat down beside her. He didn't say anything to her but he held out his arm inviting her to snuggle against him. She moved her body closer his side and rested her head against his shoulder. They both took long sips of their dinks and stared at the wall where a television should have been.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

George was always asking her if she wanted to talk. She did want to, she needed to but she always found it hard, she found herself always going around and around in circles as she tried to work out everything.

"Molly and I had a fight today." The words slowly began coming out. "Dad's will…he didn't tell us anything. It didn't make any sense and we couldn't agree on anything, well we agreed on some things but others."

She took another sip of her drink.

"He owned a cabin, a big cabin, ten miles out of the middle of no where."

"Really?"

"We didn't even know he had it. We've never been there, never even seen the place."

"Oh."

"It's almost like he had some hidden life. Why would he never tell us about it? Why didn't we ever go there for vacations? The area looks really beautiful."

"Maybe –" The words trailed from George's mouth, he had an idea but he didn't want to verbalize it.

"I wanted to give the cabin to Meredith. I thought maybe she'd know what it was, maybe she'd remember it but Molly didn't want that, she wants to sell it."

"And you don't?"

"No, not yet. I want to see it first. I want to know why he kept it, why we never went there."

She took another long sip of her drink and stared at the wall. For a long time they didn't say anything, they just drank.

"Lexie," George said after a while. "Maybe you should talk to Meredith."

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Lexie walked down the corridors of the hospital towards the cafeteria. As she walked she tried not think of the last time she made this walk, the last time she went to find Meredith. Last time she'd laughed in her face, she'd laughed at her and it had hurt in a way she hadn't expected. She'd wanted her to care and in that moment, she didn't seem to care at all. She'd hardly spoken to her since then but she needed to talk to her now.

She came to the doorway of the cafeteria and looked around. Meredith was sitting at her usual table with Cristina, Izzie and Alex.

"Okay," she thought to herself. George had talked her into this, convinced her that she wasn't going to stop thinking about it until she had some answers.

She walked straight up to the table and pulled up a seat.

"Meredith can we talk?" She asked the question and then watched as everyone stopped eating and stared at her.

"Sure Lexie what is it?" She spoke to her with a kind voice; she'd been nicer to her the last few weeks.

"The other day we went through our father, my father," She never quite knew what to refer to him as when she talked to Meredith. "We went through the will."

"Yeah, George mentioned you'd been doing that."

"Oh," She hadn't expected George to talk about her with Meredith. "Did he tell you anything?"

"No he just said you'd been going through it."

"Okay." She tried to regroup her thoughts; the scene wasn't going quite that way she had written it in her head.

"Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Yes, kind of. Do you know anything about a cabin up north? There was a cabin in the will which Molly and I didn't even know existed." The words started to come out now and she began to ramble. "I thought maybe you might know something about it. Maybe you've been there. I have no idea what it is, why he had it, why he never told us about it. Do you know anything about it?"

-8-8-8-8-

The words came out of Lexie's mouth in a rush which made them hard for Meredith to understand.

"Lexie slow down."

The words slowly trailed from Lexie's mouth. "Do you know anything?"

"A cabin?" Meredith wasn't sure what to make of it either but she did have some vague recollection of going to a cabin with her dad when she was little. It was by a river and in summer they went fishing and one winter he'd tried to teach her to ice skate. She had a recollection of almost falling through the ice and a few months later she was moving with her mother to Boston. She hadn't thought about it since then.

"Yeah a cabin. Molly and I don't know what to make of it. She wants to sell it but I told her I wanted it. I want to see what it is."

"Don't sell it." The defensive tone to her voice surprised even her. "It's a beautiful cabin; you don't want to sell it."

"You know what it is?"

"I think I went there when I was little. I remember a cabin." She was starting to force the recollections now and they were becoming clearer. "It was huge, it had four bedrooms, one of them even had an open fire, and then there was this big open area with another open fire."

"It sounds nice." Lexie seemed to smile at her and then fidget on the chair. The others were still staring at them both, watching the conversation unfold. "I was going to check it out next weekend. Do you want to come?"

"Sure." She didn't really want to go though; she didn't like the idea of spending an extended period of time alone with Lexie. "I'll have to swap some shifts around."

"Oh, okay." She sounded a little disappointed. "I should get going." Lexie stood up and walked away from the table and Meredith turned her attention back to her friends.

"A cabin?" Cristina looked at her with an amused expression on her face. "You and Lexie going to go to a cabin together?"

"I didn't say I was going yet."

"You should go." Izzie offered throwing her two cents in. "Maybe there will be something there for you."

"Or maybe she'll get stuck in the middle of no where with a sister she can't stand." Alex bit into his sandwich and laughed at his own attempt at humor.

"I still think you should go Mere. She did ask you, maybe you'll find something to connect on."

"Yeah, I know I just don't know if I could stand an entire weekend with just Lexie" She kept eating her lunch and tried to think things through. Izzie was right, she should go but she didn't want to go by herself. "I got an idea. Why don't you all come too? The place is huge, it could be fun."