Meredith

No one has seen or heard from Addison and her kids since the funeral… That night, the kids and I went up to say goodbye to them before we got on the plane back to Seattle but Addison didn't say a word. Amelia stayed another night with them but then she returned without them the next day. I was told that Addison wanted a few days alone with the kids… that was exactly five weeks ago.

I mark my calendar for today, July 9th before peering back to a sleeping Zola in my bed. She's been sleeping with me since we came back from L.A. and she asks about Addison and Henry everyday. I don't know what to tell her… Honesty, I'm afraid that was the last time we would see them. I know what a wreck I was after Derek's death… and I disappeared for a year then had a baby… There's no telling what Addison is doing right now. I should just stop thinking about her… I'm almost positive she's not coming back to Seattle so I might as well move on and start getting ready for work. I'm hoping today will be slow because I'm not in the mood to deal with the craziness of the hospital right now.

I step out of the shower feeling a little refreshed but not enough to be in a better mood… Lucky me, a crying Ellis doesn't give me the chance to be grumpy. I use all the extra time I have this morning to get the Ellis ready for daycare and Zola and Bailey ready for camp. I registered them at the same one Sofia goes too when we got home from Los Angeles. I thought maybe Addison would be back and we'd have the kids all there together but obviously that didn't happen…

On my way downstairs with the kids, I can already smell the bacon cooking in the stove. Thank God for Maggie because I don't think I could raise three kids on my own… I get the kids seated at the table before fixing their plates and Ellis a bottle. We all sit down to eat as a family and I'm reminded of just how much I love sitting around and eating with my kids. Suddenly, I feel so much better about today.

We pull up outside of the summer camp and I get out to walk Zola and Bailey in while Maggie waits in the car with Ellis. On our way in, we just happen to run into Callie and Sofia.

"Zola!" my little girl whips her head towards the sound of her best friend's voice.

"Sofia!" she squeals running up to her and taking her in a hug.

Callie and I look up from the girls at the same time. We lock eyes and I wave. She waves back and they wait for Bailey and I to catch up to them before we start walking again.

"Good morning," I say shifting my weight.

Callie looks at me nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," I look down at the floor feeling insecure, "I was just wondering if you'd heard from Addison."

I can tell by the look on her face that she hasn't… She just shook her head sadly and I nod as Zola wraps her arms tightly around my legs.

"See you later, Mama," Zola says before running off towards the rest of the kids. Bailey gives me a hug then waves running off behind his sister.

"Veo mas tarde, Mamá," Sofia says running off a second behind Zola.

Callie turns towards me with a smirk on her face… I can tell this won't be good. I turn around walking back out of the building and Callie's right beside me with that same smirk on her face.

"Spit it out already," I say finally getting annoyed.

She just shrugs and smiles, "You're really into Addison aren't you?"

"What?"

"Oh, come on. She's my best friend so let's not pretend that I don't pay attention to what's going on with her," she says stopping and crossing her arms, "I've seen the way you watch her… you practically drool."

"You're crazy," I say with a laugh… I'll just laugh it off and she'll stop, "I don't even like girls. I'm straight."

"You're Meredith," she says with a smirk.

I turned around to her with a look of annoyance, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"The only preference you have is for Tequila…"

I roll my eyes and I turn back around trying to hide my blush as we head out of the building. I walk up to the truck and Maggie rolls down the window to wave at Callie. She waves back then looks at me grinning.

"See, you didn't deny it," she whispers and my cheeks only get redder. She turns back to Maggie as we both get into our cars, "See you guys at the hospital!"

Maggie, Callie, Ellis and I walk into the hospital together. We were making our way over to daycare when Maggie got paged away. Dropping off Ellis was surprisingly easy today, the hardest part was listening to Callie rub in my face how interested I am in the infamous redhead ㅡyeah, I decided to no longer speak her name. Thankfully, we're interrupted by our pagers.

"Multiple MVCs coming into the E.R.," Callie says looking up from her pager.

A second later, Arizona walks up to us, "There's a seven-car pile-up in the pit. Someone ran into a funeral procession just before it reached the cemetery. A funeral procession! Limos hitting limos hitting limos. And then all the limos smashed into the hearse. Doors cracked open, casket went airborne. A flying corpse. Alright, this… this is all one family."

With that news, we all run down to the ER. There's about a hundred people in here and luckily, most of their wounds are surface. I make my way over to the ambulance bay where Maggie and Amelia are walking in with their own patients.

"I can't…" the patient says gasping, "I can't get air."

"I know, but you have to put the oxygen mask on so it will actually help," Maggie explains.

The woman is clearly in shock and isn't listening, "Where's my… Where's my brother? Where's Julian?"

"Um, I don't know, but I can find out for you," Maggie answers calmly.

The guy, I'm assuming is Julian, says, "I'm right here, Morgan, just like I was two minutes ago."

"Follow the light," Amelia instructs him, "Again."

"Can you give her something that'll calm her down?" Julian tries to ask Maggie but Amelia pulls him away.

She continues to examine him, "Sir, I really need you to look this way."

"My sister gets panic attacks," he explains, "It's not even her first one today."

"Well, I'd like to rule out any injury to her heart and lungs, but thank you for the heads-up," Maggie replies.

Morgan speaks up again, "It was just out of nowhere."

"We were almost to the cemetery when this jerk just came speeding out of nowhere," the brother jumps in, "The car just plowed into us!"

"And there was like a chain reaction like dominoes."

"Was it a drunk driver, or…?" I finally speak up.

Julian shrugs, "I don't know. When I figure it out, I will sue his ass. It's what Dad would want."

"Julian, that's the last thing Dad would want!"

"This funeral wasn't cheap. I ordered orchids for the grave site."

"Okay, tell me if this feels dull or sharp," Amelia says getting Julian's attention again.

Dr. Edwards walks up to Amelia putting x-rays up on the board in the hallway we were walking through, "Films are back, Dr. Shepherd. And your scans are up."

"Thanks," Amelia says pausing to look at the scans.

Julian looks on then asks, "Is my arm broken? It's broken, isn't it"

"In two places," Amelia answers simply.

Julian lets out a moan of frustration, "Ohh! I'm making a list of everyone in the family's injuries. We're not paying for any of this!"

I walk back towards the nurses' station to see if anyone could use my help when an older looking lady dressed in all black walks up to me. She must have been apart of the funeral. Forcing a smile she finally speaks, "Excuse me. I need to find out where Barb is. Do you know if she's okay?"

"Well, actually…" I start.

She keeps talking anyway, "Barb is my sister. She's dressed in black. Oh, that's no help. She's a little shorter than I am. Blonde hair. Barbara Davis."

"Okay, um…" I say as I look through my tablet to find her chart, "She is in a procedure room. She's getting a few stitches on her forearm. Looks fine otherwise."

"Oh, thank goodness. Thank you. And those two over there, they're my children," she says pointing towards Amelia and Maggie's patients, "Are they okay? Morgan and Julian Fisher."

"Morgan…" I say looking for her chart, "they are making sure that her heart and lungs are okay. Julian has a broken arm and a cut on his forehead, but someone is making sure he's okay, so…"

"And Carl ruptured his spleen. Gene broke some ribs. Michelle mostly has broken glass in her hair. Lynne has whiplash. Only Pete came through unscathed," she pauses, "Pete is… Pete is my husband. He's dead. This was Pete's funeral."

"Oh, God, ma'am."

"Georgia."

"Georgia, I'm so sorry. You shouldn't…" I paused trying to find the right words, "Someone should be taking care of you. We have a waiting area…"

"You know, right now, I really feel like I need to be doing something," she starts to pace but stops to look at me, "But if you could find out where they took him…"

"You got it, yeah," I nod running off.

I ask the nurse but she doesn't know so I go around asking everyone. I'm coming up dry when I spot Owen in a patient room. Maybe he'll know where they put the dead guy? I walk into the room and I see that he's with a redheaded patient. She immediately reminds me of the woman who shall not be named. Arizona is in here too and they both look up to me.

"Hey, uh, do we know where the deceased guy was put?"

"Um… What?" Owen says looking at me confused.

The woman in the patient bed starts to sob, "Who else is hurt? Is everyone hurt? Did I kill anyone?"

"Oh, you were the driver?," I say regretting what I said.

She sobs, "I was late for the funeral. I came around the corner, and there they were, the whole procession. I ran right into them. It was me."

"Kara, it was an accident. I'm sure they'll understand," Owen tries to console her.

I feel like I've only made things worse so I excuse myself from the room. I'm walking back down to Georgia to tell her the bad news when I run into Dr. Edwards again. Luckily, she knows where the dead guy is and I send her on her way to Georgia.

It's lunch time and as I walk through the cafeteria with my tray, I pass by Arizona and Callie sitting together. I'm surprised. I thought they hated each other… this is the first time I've actually seen them together when they weren't with Sofia or bringing Sofia over to each other's houses.

Sitting down at our table with Amelia, Alex and Maggie, I can't help but state the elephant in the room, "So Callie and Arizona are talking again?"

"They've been at it for awhile…" Alex says taking a huge bite from his burger, "I've even seen giggles."

"Whoa," I respond as I start eating my food.

Amelia, of course, talks with her mouth full, "I don't see what's the big deal. They have a child together."

"Yeah, but Callie basically called Arizona a workaholic, alcoholic whore…" Maggie explains.

I shake my head trying to hold back a laugh, "She regrets letting her lawyer say those things… Plus, Arizona forgives her. That's all that matters."

"Yeah, that's because Arizona won," Alex chuckled.

I shake my head at him and I continue to eat. We go through conversations about our residents, our patients all the way up to what we're planning on eating for dinner before we all get up to dispose of our trays. By the time we head out of the cafeteria, Amelia, Alex, Maggie, Callie, Arizona and I are walking out together. We all go on our separate ways. I'm headed to the Chief's office... That is until I see her…

"Addison…" I accidentally let her name slip from my lips.

I try my hardest not to eavesdrop but I can't help myself. I've gotten pretty good at reading lips and reading people… and by the look on Bailey's face and the way they shook hands just then seems as though Addison is staying in Seattle. I feel a smile creeping onto my lips but as soon as those doors came flying open, I quickly try to make it seem as though I wasn't listening by continuing my walk across the catwalk.

Addison walks up to me with a slight smile on her face that turns into a smirk, "You wouldn't be a very good spy, y'know."

"Huh?"

"I know you were eavesdropping…" she says giving me that look of hers; the one I couldn't resist from the moment she introduced herself to me almost twelve years ago…

Derek looks out towards the lobby doors before turning back to me, "Meredith, I am so sorry."

I look past him towards the doors confused until I see the most beautiful woman in the world. She has long, lean legs, luscious, full, shiny red hair, looks to die for and she was walking right up to us. It took a moment for me to register that Derek knew her… Even after she spoke.

"Addison," he pauses, "What are you doing here"

"Well you'd know if you'd bothered to return any one of my phone calls," she says with a smirk.

I stand here confused looking from him to the gorgeous redhead in front of me. That's when she looks at me… There's a glimpse of attraction in her eyes before the look of disgust, "Hi, I'm Addison Shepherd."

"Shepherd?"

"And you must be the woman who's been screwing my husband."

I blush embarrassed, "Sorry… I couldn't help myself. I've just… I was worried about you but now you're here and… well, where have you been?"

"I uh, I took the kids to Copenhagen."

"You went to Denmark? For a month?" I say amazed.

She shakes her head, "We were only in Copenhagen for two weeks. I took the kids out there to the Tivoli amusement park that I loved to go to as a kid… We'd go every year… it was one of the only times we were actually together as a family and honestly? I hated every moment of it… except when we would go to the amusement park."

"Well, I bet the kids had fun," I say softly thinking about how I use to wish Bizzy was around more but when she was around, I remember why I was happy that she wasn't, so I'm pretty sure I understand what Addison means… I also realize she didn't actually say where they were for the other three weeks of their disappearance, "So, where we you before Denmark?"

"Connecticut," she admits shyly, "Before I remembered why I hated Connecticut, I thought that being at home with the only men that were alive in my life would help but then I freaked out when I started to have Gin for breakfast, lunch and dinner… Not wanting to turn into my alcoholic father, I fled and took the kids to Denmark."

"Amelia's pretty pissed that you haven't been answering your phone calls," she starts to speak but I interrupt, "and Zola's been so worried about you all that she's been sleeping with me since we got home from L.A."

"I… I have no excuse for that… I'm sorry," she looks sadly to the floor.

I smile letting her know that I'm not upset, "Oh, don't apologize to me, apologize to the grumpy six year old."

"I'll make sure to do that."

She giggles and it makes my heart melt. I need to get over her fast… We are never going to happen. Addison just lost her husband and I'm the horny freak that can't stop my mind from imagining her naked. She rocks on her feet and I realize that I haven't said anything, "So, um, you're staying in Seattle?"

"Yes…" she says uneasily.

I laugh explaining, "Sorry, I've gotten really good at reading lips."

"Henry confessed that even though he loved his friends, staying in L.A. was too much for him and I agreed. It was too much for me as well. We agreed that we'd give it a fresh start in Seattle then voila! We're here."

"That's great," I say with a huge grin then I take it away quickly, "Um, so, where are you guys staying?"

"Actually, I bought a house. It's about ten minutes away from here; over by Volunteer Park. You and the kids should come over for dinner… I mean, we're not completely moved in yet but I know how much the kids miss each other."

My pager goes off but I look up to Addison with a soft smile, "Uh, yeah, for sure. We'll be there."

"Is seven okay?"

"Seven is perfect," I say as I begin to walk away, "I gotta run."

I head over to the surgical floor and I find out that Amelia paged me. Walking around the corner, I walk up to her, Stephanie and Georgia as they speak; the rest of the family is standing off in the hallway listening. I wonder what's going on.

"Your husband has been moved to a private room, and the funeral home has been notified," Amelia explains.

Georgia nods, "Okay. Okay, thank you."

"I'm afraid I have some bad news."

"What's wrong?"

"Your daughter was injured," she paused but before I could intervene she continued. "She is okay, and the baby is okay. 35 weeks; almost time."

"What?"

Georgia looks at Amelia confused but Amelia is too dumb to catch on, "But I'm afraid, uh, your daughter was the one who caused the accident."

"No, I think you're confused. Morgan was in the car with me when we got hit," Georgia explains.

Amelia looks at me confused, "Huh?"

"Uh, your other daughter, Kara," I explain.

Amelia turns back to Georgia, "Oh, I'm sorry."

"Kara?"

"Like I said, she and the baby are both stable."

"Kara's here? Kara's having a baby?"

"Kara?" her daughter, Morgan, butts in from afar.

Of course Julian had to follow, "What?"

"She… is," Amelia says finally realizing what she's done, "She… fractured her pelvis."

"Kara's here?," he continues, "Wait. Kara was driving the car?"

"She's pregnant?" Morgan emphasizes.

Julian exclaims, "You have got to be kidding me! She had the nerve to show up! Kara did this to us?!"

"She said it was an accident," I explain.

Julian scoffs, "Of course she did. Classic."

"Julian…" Georgia fusses but that doesn't stop him.

He rolls his eyes, "Drugs again, right? Has to be."

"I hope not," some random family member says.

Julian shakes his head and turns to them, "They said she's knocked up. Good Lord, what's next?"

"What Pete and Georgia did to be saddled with that mess!" someone shouts from the crowd.

Georgia shakes her head and turns back to us, "You said my husband was here. Can I see him, please?"

"Sure," Amelia nods and we follow Stephanie to Pete's room.

Stephanie opens the door to a patient room at the end of the hall, "I'm sorry. This was the best place we could find for him. The morgue guys were supposed to come and get him, but they said he was dead when he got here, so he's not their problem. He's the funeral home's problem. And it's just become this whole big thing…"

"Edwards," Amelia finally shuts her up.

I move them out of the way and let Georgia in, "Take all the time you need."

"Always thought I'd go first," she chuckled sitting down next to him in the chair next to the bed, "Actually, no. If I pictured it, I thought we'd go together… holding each other's hands. Honey… Kara's back. It's a miracle. Kara came home. Our baby came home."

I make my way down the hall, up the stairs and over to CT. I find Owen here as well as Jo and Arizona. I walk in making my way over to Owen's side, "Shepherd just paged. The mom's okay."

"Oh, good," he says to me then presses the intercom so Kara can hear us, "Kara, we just got word that your mom is fine. She wasn't hurt."

"Okay, thanks," she pauses, "Does she know I'm here?"

"Yeah, I, um, think that they told her," I admit.

Kara sobs. "Oh, God. Then she knows. She knows that it was me."

"Um... Kara, I'm…" Arizona stutters, "I'm so sorry, but the machine cannot get a clear read unless you're very, very still."

"Okay," Kara says trying to stifle her sobbing, "Okay, sorry."

"It's okay. It's okay. Take your time," Arizona says to her and she just continues to sob.

I can't take it anymore... I leave the room and head back downstairs to find Georgia. I'm going to convince her to come talk to Kara; to let her know everything is okay because I'm pretty sure she's not planning on listening to us right now.

I get to Pete's room and I expect to see Georgia still sitting at his bed, instead the room is filled with doctors. I spot Stephanie out in the hallway, "Edwards, what's going on in there?"

"They're running a code," she replies and my eyes go wide as I make my way into the room.

The paddles whine and I hear Amelia scream, "Charge to 270! Clear."

She shocks her and nothing changes, "Charge again."

The paddles whine, "Clear."

Thump. Flatline...

Arizona comes running into the room breathing heavily. She taps me on my shoulder and whispers, "Hey, is this Georgia?"

"Uh, yeah, sudden cardiac arrest."

"No," Amelia says cutting in, "We're getting her back. We have to."

"Well, how long has it been?" Arizona asks.

Amelia glances at the clock, "42 minutes."

"Shit."

Arizona leaves then I realize that I probably should stop Amelia because I know she won't stop herself. She's in too deep and sadly, it's too late. I signal the code team to stop and Amelia turns around looking at me like I'm crazy.

"What are you doing?" she practically yells.

I keep my voice level, "We have to call it."

"No, she's not…" she trails off, "They can't have another funeral."

"Amelia, she's gone," I say as we hear Georgia flatlining again.

Amelia sighs ripping off her stethoscope, "Damn it. Time of death, 14:02."

"Amel–," I start but I'm cut off by Amelia leaving the room.

"I'm going to go tell the family," she says as I make my out the room.

I head upstairs to inform Owen if Arizona hasn't already… When I get to the room, Owen isn't there anymore just Jo and Arizona.

I clear my throat walking into the room, "Um, Kara, I have some bad news."

"What? What is it?" she says sitting up to look at me.

Before I'm able to say anything, Julian runs in behind me, "Why did you come back?"

"No," Kara shakes her head, "Julian?"

"Mom's dead."

"No… Dead?! No, No, they said she was fine," she says looking from Julian to me, "You told me she was…"

"Shh, it's okay," Arizona tries to calm her down.

I speak up again, "She… She had a heart attack…"

"From all the stress you caused," Julian interrupts.

Arizona turns to him, "Sir, I understand that you're upset, but I need your sister to keep calm right now, okay?"

"Mom's dead?"

"What the hell, Kara?!" Julian yells again.

Kara's monitors start beeping and Arizona motions to Jo, "Wilson."

"Why did you even come here?!"

"Okay! You need to go. All right! Leave!" Jo orders as she takes Julian out the room.

The monitor starts beeping rapidly, "I am so sorry. She can't be. SㅡShe can't. Oh… Oh, God. I killed her."

"Baby's heartbeat is down. He's been having decels, but never this long," Arizona comments looking at the monitor.

Kara looks over at her, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, Kara, but we're gonna have to take your baby out right now," she says then looks to Jo, "Book an O.R., and let's page Hunt."

"No, no, no, no," Kara exclaims but she's already being pushed out of them room.

I head back downstairs to find Stephanie and Amelia. I search the entire floor but I can't find them anywhere. Giving in, I head to the nearest Nurse's Station and she points me in the direction of where she last saw them. They found a room to put Georgia in as they wait for the morgue to come. Making my way over there, I ran into Maggie and we both make our way over to the room. We walk into the room to find the other daughter, Morgan, sitting in the room crying over her Mom's dead body. I clear my throat which grabs Amelia and Stephanie's attention then we all step out into the hallway.

Maggie starts, "If Dr. Bailey finds out about this, we're gonna be in trouble."

"It's fine. Nobody needs the room," Amelia comments.

Stephanie shakes her head, "This family was primed for a funeral. Not hers."

"I wish I was as good as you are at forgetting things," Maggie says looking at me, "My life would be a lot easier if I was."

"Okay, she does not forget things," Amelia butts in, "She buries them. She thinks they're gone, but trust me… they are not gone. They're gonna come back. They always come back."

"I… am right here."

"See, this is the problem with me moving out. With three, there was balance. Now it's chaos," Amelia smirks.

We hear screaming coming from inside the room so we all run in as Morgan gasps, "She squeezed my hand. She squeezed my hand."

"What?" I say looking at her confused.

Morgan shakes her head, "No, she squeezed it. I was holding her hand, and she squeezed it. I'm telling you."

"Morgan, I am sure that you did feel something…"

"No, no, no, IㅡI don't think she's dead," she cuts Amelia off.

Stephanie adds, "The body can experience residual reflexes."

"Yes, muscles can spasm, and then they stiffen," Amelia explains, "There are a lot of reasons for slight movements."

"This wasn't slight."

This time Maggie tries, "Okay, I promise you it does not mean that she is actually…"

Georgia shoots up quickly from the hospital bed and we all scream. I look at Amelia as I watch a smile growing on her face. She turns to Maggie, "No, that woman is alive."

"I love my job," Stephanie comments.

Amelia, Maggie and I start Georgia's work up and had Stephanie page the Chief. When she gets here, she calls us out into the hallway. We explain to her all that has happened and she looks at us confused. I'm sure her face isn't comparable to how we feel. We all witnessed her die and come back to life. It was... shocking.

Miranda looks at us in disbelief, "She was dead?"

"Yes," Amelia answers simply.

She scrunches up her eyes, "And now she's no longer dead."

"Also yes."

"We saw her flatline, and she's not dead."

"Lazarus syndrome…" Maggie explains, "spontaneous return of circulation after failed attempts at resuscitation."

"Or a miracle. You can't rule it out," she says.

I shake my head, "Well, when we tell a family a patient is dead, I prefer we be correct!"

"It's a low, low bar for a physician," Dr. Edwards says under her breath.

Miranda scoffs, "How is she, besides undead?"

"We won't know about neuro deficits until after the cardiac workup," Amelia states.

Maggie takes over, "I did detect a slight murmur. I'm going to run a T.E.E. to make sure there aren't any abnormalities. Edwards, will you check on that?"

"Hell yeah," she exclaims before correcting herself, "Yeah. Yeah, yes. Yes, Dr. Pierce."

"We got her back. Don't blow it. Do not lose this woman a second time. Understood," Miranda pauses as we all nod our heads.

Amelia speaks up, "Got it."

"Lazarus syndrome has only been reported 38 times since 1982. All this woman wanted to do was die holding her husband's hand, and she did that. She got to die holding his hand. And then she came back to life," Stephanie continues to rant as she walks away, "Sorry if I'm too amazed."

Finally it's the end of the day… I rush out of my office and downstairs to daycare to pick up Ellis. I texted Maggie letting her know I was ready to go and she told me that she was working late so she'd get a ride. With that, I make my way over to the kids' camp. Zola and Bailey look exhausted and I make a mental note to thank their camp counselors in the morning. They're going to sleep well tonight.

I get them home and into the house then Bailey, Zola and I start to get ready for dinner. I haven't told them that we're having dinner at Addison's yet because I wanted it to be a surprise. By the time we're done getting dressed, I notice that we're already running a little late. She might've lived ten minutes from the hospital but it's about thirty minutes from me… especially during rush hour.

We pull out the driveway minutes later and we're on the highway two seconds later. Next thing I know, we're pulling up to this big beautiful mansion that almost looks like a castle. I didn't even need to know that this was Addison's house to know that it was Addison's house.

Parking the car, I get all of the kids out and we make our way up to the door. Seconds later the door flies open and the kids start to scream, "Henry!"