(RP locked to Dr. Dubenko)

[not_a_dr_yet]

Meredith walked into her apartment and dropped her bag on a chair. She'd just gotten back from Seattle a few hours ago. And was amazingly glad to be back. If she had to listen to one more person trying to convince her to stay at Seattle Grace, she was going to scream

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[dr_hair]

His cell phone began to vibrate in his pocket, getting his attention. With a mild look of annoyance at the interruption, Lee pulled it out, open and replied with his cutomary terse greeting, though his voice was hushed. Dubenko. He sat in the chair next to Sophie's bad, doing paperwork as his daughter slept. He decided that as swkward at the work area was, he'd rather be here than in his office, floors away.

[not_a_dr_yet]

Hey Lee. It's me. I just... Wanted to let you know that I was back. From Seattle.

Meredith shifted the phone to cradle it on her shoulder as she took another drink.

I stopped by the hospital. I couldn't find you or Abby. You guys aren't mad at me or anything, are you? I was hoping that maybe we could all get dinner sometime. Talk.

She takes a drag off her cigarette, blows out the smoke. Anything exciting happened since I left?

[dr_hair]

He can tell she's smoking and makes a face, finding the habit disgusting whether it's his wife, daughter or a colleague that's doing it. Hey, Mere. Good trip? He continues to talk in hushed tones as he sets his charting aside and leans forward in his chair, reaching to touch the back of Sophia's hand. We've been on the floor in the ICU, not avoiding anyone...

[not_a_dr_yet]

You know, I can hear you making that face, even over the phone.

For a second, she feels like her heart has stopped. Like she can't breathe. She closes her eyes, regaining control, prepared for the worst.

Has... Has something happened? To... To Sophie? Is she... Is... Is everything... Alright?