Actions always have consequences

Have they found meredith?

When Derek pulled into the parking lot of the hospital 4 days later he noticed that Meredith's car was in the same place that it had been parked 4 days ago, which surprised him because he didn't recall her name being on the list of residents working the dreaded 48 hour shift. He rolled his eyes thinking she must have stayed at the hospital to avoid risking him going to her house.

Derek walked up to the blue jeep and lay his hand on the hood, it was cold as can be, she had never gone home last night. His curiosity was satisfied, he felt a little bad knowing she wasn't comfortable enough to go home and had to sleep in an uncomfortable bed. However he wasn't overly concerned knowing it was her choice.

This was a good thing though Derek though that she hadn't felt Derek could talk to her, he had come to terms with that had happened and wanted to talk to her feeling bad about the way he treated her wanting to apologise. He wanted his Meredith back, he couldn't go on hating her anymore, especially when she didn't do anything wrong.

Eagerly, Derek made his way into the hospital hoping to find Meredith before either of them got too busy, maybe he could bribe her to talk to him with a surgery.

Once Derek had set his things down in his office, and put on his lab coat he walked over to the board to see if Meredith was in surgery, having not seen her in the locker room. He didn't see her name anywhere, he was sort of hoping that she would have been in surgery though, that way she would be easier to track down, and could head to the scrub room to catch her on the way out.

Derek noticed Mark leaning against the nurses station and decided to ask if he had seen Meredith. Just as he approached Mark and got his attention one of Merediths interns came bounding up to him.

"Dr. Shepard?" She said tentatively, "Yes?" He said turning to face her. "I know, well...I know that things are a little weird right now...but ummmm....have you seen Meredith? She hasn't shown up for her shift, and uh I was just wondering, you know, if you had seen her, knowing she wasn't planning on taking full week off?" Carter was a nice girl, but sometimes it gave him a headache talking to her with all of her rambling. "No, I haven't seen her. But maybe she slept in, in one of the on-call rooms, her car is still here from the other night." Derek said not quite too concerned yet. Maybe she had been trolling for cases last night, or went to Joes and is at Cristina's knowing it's her day off.

Then Mark piped in. "Wait her car is still here, what do you mean by that?" Mark asked, stepping forward now. "It hasn't been moved  so I assume she is here somewhere." Derek said a little confused by Mark's sudden interest in Meredith's whereabouts. "No, no, something is wrong. I sent her home the other morning, and put her in a week off work she was sick and looked like she'd lost a little weight, not that I'm surprised the way you treated her, so I had Karev cover for her so she could get her emotions straight." Mark said Carter then piped in, "she was going to come back today, said she didn't need the full week of" hearing this Mark pulled out his cell phone deciding to try to ring her, they were good friends, she was like his little sister and he was concerned. Fear was the only emotion that Derek could feel right now, as he too pulled out his cell phone. "Voicemail." Both Derek and Mark said at the same time. "Page her over the intercom." Derek suddenly ordered Carter. Immediately she rushed over to the nurses station and paged Dr. Meredith Grey to the OR board immediately.

They had waited for Meredith to answer the page to the OR board, for a good 30 minutes, something really wasn't right. "Christina!" Mark said as he spotted Owen walking down the hall. "Call Christina!" Mark said a little disappointed that he hadn't thought of this sooner. Owen heard this and came rushing over to them, "No don't call Christina, she's at home sick." Owen said a little bit of that being a lie. Derek thinking she had an hangover from joes with Meredith. "Ok, but is Meredith with her, or has she talked to Meredith?" Derek asked frantically. "No, no, Christina hasn't had the energy to even get out of bed, let alone talk on the phone, she was home the past 2 nights." Owen said a little piece of his heart breaking thinking Cristina was home alone and sick. "Oh wait, I will check the Residents lounge to see if her stuff is still there." Carter said running off, Derek, Mark, and Owen in toe Mark explaining to Owen what was going on, including the bat in the woods, knowing Owen too cared for Meredith.

When they reached the locker room and checked Meredith's cubby her purse and car keys were absent. Derek's heart sunk, what if she had run...what if he had pushed her so hard that she ran, what if she did what Ellis did, after all she was her mother. Derek sat down on the bench in the locker room with his head in his hands.

Owen walked over to the window of the lounge and looked outside, and then he spotted a taxi drive past, and an idea sprung to him. "You said she wasn't feeling well yesterday?" Owen directed the question to Mark. "Yeah, she looked like crap, looked worse than when she had appendicitis and she looked pretty bad then." Mark said remembering how pale and fragile she looked. Derek instantly felt guilty from this knowing it was his fault. "Do you think she was feeling bad enough that she would have taken a taxi home?" Owen asked eagerly. Mark thought back to her appearance for a split second and the way she wobbled a little bit when she walked, like she'd pass out at any minute. "That is definitely a possibility." Mark said as Derek hopped up off of the bench. "I'm going to the house!" Derek said flying out of the room. "I'm coming with you!" Mark chimed in, along with Owen as they ran with Derek down the halls to his office where he grabbed his car keys and bolted through the hospital.

Once they were all piled in Derek's car the practice Derek had going 125mph came in handy as he zoomed through traffic. "She's going to be alright?" Derek asked Mark as he focused desperately on getting to Meredith's house. "You know what she's probably still sick and just sleeping it off, didn't hear the alarm or something..." Mark said not really believing the words he was saying. He had a feeling too that something just wasn't quite right, and he prayed that he was wrong. They checked every room in the house, there concern only growing further, not having seen anything other than some pills on the kitchen table, automatically thinking the worse, knowing she had some suicidal tendencies, especially after the drowning and the bomb. Then George walked into the room rubbing his head, "sorry just came to put the pills away, I had a headache". The men felt relieved but also a little deflated.  Mark then decided to ask George, "have you seen Meredith at all?", George looked confused, "no I haven't seen her, last I saw of her was when you sent her home from work, she said she was going to get a taxi to Dereks trailer, she didn't want to give up on you" George said with a glare in Dereks direction, he wasn't annoyed with Meredith but they just hadn't spoken much recently , he wanted to tell her about the army but didn't know how, he hadn't told anyone yet and he wanted her to be the first knowing she was the most understanding. "Crap" Derek exclaimed, "the road was all muddy because of the rain and I couldn't get out to get more beer, you don't think she's stuck in the woods somewhere do you, she knows the way but sometimes gets lost and the paths were a little slippy", Derek continued. Mark responded with "let's go check, you coming O'Malley?", "on my way" he said still glaring at Derek and they all clambered into Dereks car.