Meredith finished closing on the patient, gave the aftercare instructions, and walked out of the OR. She was exhausted and had absolutely no idea how much time had passed. But at the same time, it had been exhillarating. She'd have to tell Sophie about it, later. Much later. But first, she needed to scrub out, talk to Dr. Kokoris, and get a cup of ( Read more... )

After shutting down her laptop, Meredith stood up and proceeded to do a flight of the bumblebee search around her apartment for her car keys. Which she found in her refridgerator. Still mulling over how on earth they might have gotten there, she then had to search the apartment again to find her purse. And then her wallet. After about fifteen ( Read more... )

To: Big Boss Man
From: Sad Sorry Surgeon
Date: April 30, 2006
Subject: Please don't hate me.

Lee,

I'm really sorry. For everything. I never meant to lose my temper, or get in a brawl, or fight with you. And I know you were doing your job, and being my boss, and I understand that. But... I just wanted to say I'm sorry, and please don't hate me.

To: Cake Girl
From: Sexy Surgeon
Date: April 29, 2006
Subject: Trouble with a capital T.

Soph,

I think your father is going to kill me.

Mere

For once, Meredith actually woke up to the sound of her alarm. Which meant she actually had time for a long hot shower and a cup of coffee before she left her apartment. A nice change of pace ( Read more... )

Meredith leaned back against the wall and let herself slide down. Everything was just... Too overwhelming. Her emotions too much to deal with. At least, not without a shot or two of tequila ( Read more... )

The alarm went off. Yet another day. Meredith rolled out of bed, and sprinted into the shower. She was running late. Again.After a flight of the bumblebee dressing, she sprinted out of the apartment, waving to the doorman. He must think she was crazy. She always seemed to be running late whenever he saw her ( Read more... )

Meredith had gone on vacation to stop thinking. She'd revisited all her old haunts in Seattle, stopped in to see her mother, talked to some of her friends at Seattle Grace. She'd even went to see Derek. And felt nothing. Except a longing to be back in Chicago. More then ever, that was where she belonged. No matter how much it hurt ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )

My dream house isn't so much a place. I've never seen it that way, anyway. Sometimes there may be a fireplace, others a hot tub or a pool, and others a one room apartment. The way it looks doesn't matter so much. Though since Sophie's been... Gone. I never picture my dream house without that picture of the boats anymore. Call it my last salute to ( Read more... )