Three hours, for three straight hours they drove. Lexie, wanted to stop and George wanted to stop, and Cristina wanted to stop, there were many conversations over cells phones about stopping but Derek didn't want to stop and he was the one with the directions, he was the only one who knew where exactly they were going.
"I need to pee." Lexie said louder than necessary as she climbed out the car. She went to run inside the cabin but after two steps she came to a quick stop.
The cabin was not at all like she was expecting. A small tree was growing out of the porch and the walls appeared to be covered in a layer of mold. "Wow," Lexie whispered as she stared at the cabin.
"Woah," George exclaimed as he came to stand beside her.
"You've got to be kidding me?" Cristina complained as she stepped out of Mark's car and stared at the cabin. "I thought you said this place was beautiful?" she called to Meredith.
"It was when I was five."
Now the cabin was anything but beautiful, it looked old and ugly and like it was about to fall down. Everyone stood in front of the cars staring at it. They weren't sure what they were supposed to do, they weren't sure if they wanted to go near it.
"Maybe it's better inside." The words came from Meredith's mouth and she started walking towards the front steps. She used her weight to test them, they didn't break. That was the first step, the second one cracked a little but it stayed in place, the third one was good. She stepped up on to the porch and walked around, those boards were still good too. "I think it's okay."She called, "Come on over."
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Inside the cabin was much like the outside, very very dirty but it seemed to be structurally sound, at least when they all walked through it no one fell through the floor boards. That was about all it had going for it though, the electricity and water the place once had were long gone and the furniture was just as bad. There was some reminiscence that once it might have looked beautiful but now it was all covered in dust, dirt, and mold. They couldn't use any of it and their weekend away in a log cabin was looking more and more like it was going to be a camping trip.
"It's not so bad," The statement came from Lexie and everyone turned to her like she was crazy. "We can move all the furniture to one side and bring everything in. The fire places look like they still work and we've got the lanterns, and the lake, we don't need the water and electricity."
"Seriously?" Cristina said giving her a look of disbelief. "You actually think we can stay here? In this place?"
"Yes," This cabin was hers and she wasn't planning on leaving just yet. She didn't care what the others did but seeing as her car had brought half of them there, she was certain they would stay. "It'll be a bit rough and not what you were expecting but it's still livable." She began looking at the faces around her trying to find someone who might agree with her. She was met with blank stares and more looks of disbelief from Cristina, Mark, and Alex but she could see the idea turning through Meredith, Derek, and Izzie's faces, they didn't seem as opposed to the idea, and George he just smiled at her.
"I think we can make this work." He said. "Lets start moving everything out of the way and then we can bring the stuff in."
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Making the cabin livable was easier and harder than they all thought, it just depended how the word livable was defined. Once all the furniture was moved aside there was plenty of room for all the things they'd brought. They swept the floor and set the living area up with the camp gear and all the cooking things were set up in a corner where a kitchen once stood.
"This looks alright." Izzie said to herself as she admired the work she'd done. She'd taken it upon herself to set up the kitchen, she'd told everyone she'd be doing all the cooking and she wanted it done right, or at the very least how she wanted it.
"Wow this place scrubbed up alright." She turned around and saw Alex walk in the door carry a large pile of firewood. He'd disappeared shortly after they started cleaning, he'd said something about being in the way and needing to do something useful. He dumped the wood by the fire and walked over to her. "Where is everyone else?"
"I think Derek and Mark went fishing, the others are cleaning their bedrooms."
"Their bedrooms?"
"Yeah, Meredith claimed the big one for her and Derek, Cristina got the small one and George and Lexie are shearing the other one."
"Really? And where are we sleeping then?" He looked at her with a confused expression.
"Oh, I thought we could pitch a tent." She smiled at him and hoped he would understand her reasoning for not fighting for a room. "Maybe in a tent we might be able to get some alone time." She gave him a wink and kissed him before he had a chance to argue with her.