Thanks all those who are reading and leaving comments. Here is a short little update.
Meredith stood with scalpel in hand, she took a deep breath and then ran the blade down the back of her patient. Blood ran from the incision, she grabbed hold of a cloth and wiped it up and kept working. She was operating on a man in his forties, he had a tumor on his spine which was causing paralysis, her hope was to remove the tumor and restore feeling to the man's legs.
Standing on the other side of the operating table was Derek, he was watching her every move but this surgery was hers, she was in charge. She'd been operating for an hour when her pager started going off. She ignored it, she was in the middle of surgery, solo surgery but it kept going off.
"Who is it?" she finally asked not taking her eyes off her patient. One of the nurses picked up the pager.
"It's Dr O'Malley."
Meredith sighed, George paging her couldn't be a good thing. "Find out what he wants."
There was a pause as nurse spoke to him. "He says he needs to talk to you." She said after a moment.
Meredith sighed, she put down the scalpel, and walked over to the phone, she let the nurse sit it on her shoulder. "What is it?" She asked. There was just a hint of annoyance in her voice.
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George felt himself calm down just a little when he heard Meredith's voice on the other end of the phone. "It's Izzie. I went over to her house to check on her. She won't wake up."
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Meredith felt her insides twist at Georges words. "What do you mean she won't wake up?" She whispered into the phone. She looked around the OR, everyone was staring at her, this wasn't a conversation she wanted to have in front of everyone.
"I mean she won't wake up." He started telling her in a run on sentence. "I'm inside her bedroom and I've been shaking her and she won't wake up." He paused to take a breath but kept going before she had a chance to say anything. "I think she might have taken something, there's pills all over the floor."
"Okay." Meredith felt her insides twist into a tighter knot, she felt ill and inside she started to shake. "I'm in the OR," she began to say. "I'll phone you back in a minute."
She hung up the phone and looked over at Derek. "I have to go." She whispered looking straight into his eyes. "Can you finish this for me?"
"Go." he nodded at her, and she turned and walked as calmly as she could out of the OR.