What They Didn't See

A/N: Hey guys. Thanks so much for the support. If you haven't noticed, there have been some changes to this story in the last few days because I was made aware that it broke some site rules. It is still relatively the same, but there are some differences. If you haven't, you should probably re-read the first two chapters in order to understand the changes. Also thanks for all of the reviews, favorites, and follows. It makes me happy that my story is so well liked by the people of the Grey's Anatomy fandom.

Chapter 3: Truth

After my conversation with Mark, I sat down at a nurse's station to finish charting. It was going slowly because whoever worked on them first had near illegible handwriting. By the time lunch came around, I had only finished half of the charts. I thought about sitting with the other interns, but they are all to nosy. I wouldn't be able to talk to Mark without all of them asking unwanted questions. After that realization, I found an empty table in the corner of the room and hoped they wouldn't find me. I took out my phone and called Mark.

"It's finally lunch time!" I yelled when he picked up the phone.

"Ah… I only have about an hour and a half until I get to go home for the night," he bragged.

"Yeah, you are leading the life of a glorious attending, while I have the horrendous life of an intern," I complained. "Why must life be so unfair?"

"Because, if it wasn't I wouldn't have anything to tease you about,"

" Don't you have other people you can tease instead of lil' ole me?" I asked.

"Since you asked, no I don't. My only friends in New York left because I slept with one of them, and she was the other's wife, so no I don't have anyone else to tease" he informed me somberly.

"Well if they left you, they didn't deserve you. You are amazing, and they couldn't see that, then they are idiots." I snarled, angry that people could throw away years of friendship because of a mistake. Yes, he had an affair with his best friend's wife, but he thought he loved her. She on the other hand used him to make her husband jealous.

"I have been thinking about leaving New York. I need a change of scenery," he remarked.

" Well you could travel around until you find somewhere you want to stay, and any hospital would be lucky to have you on their staff ," I told him. " Even if you are half as good as you say."

"I know, it's not whether they want me, it's if I could like it there that matters. Everywhere wants me, but do I want them," he said snobbishly.

"Well if you were here, you would have no choice but to want us, I wouldn't allow it otherwise," I replied.

"Oooo… then I could have more than boob jobs and facelifts Seattle has major disasters everyday it seems.

"I could talk to the chief and see if there is an opening," I offered. "But only if you want me to."

"No, I don't want you to do that, because-"

"Oh… okay. I just thought it would be great if you were here. I guess I was just thinking of myself. Of course you wouldn't want to come here, you'd have to deal with a broken intern, that got attached to a one night stand who turned out to be married. You'd have no friends, and you'd be all the way across the country from where you are now,"

"That's not-"

"It's okay, you'd probably like it better in a sunny place like Los Angeles or Miami. Why would you want to come to a perpetually rainy city where the only person you'd know is a suicidal person, with whom you'd be expected to work"

"Death-"

"I mean, who would want mousy Meredith, when you are probably so gorgeous you could bag Victoria's Secret models with your eyes closed. I am an intern who has always been a disappointment to anyone who knew me, so why would you want to be around me,"

"Meredith! Stop, the reason I don't want you to talk to the chief is because I want to do it myself when I come to visit," he finally interrupted my ramblings.

"Oh," I said shell shocked.

"Yeah, oh."

"So you are thinking about coming here?" I questioned. "Like to stay I mean."

"Yes I am Death. Now what hotel would you suggest I book for the week that I shall be in Seattle to talk to the chief about the possibility of a job?"

"If you are going to be in Seattle, you are not staying at a hotel. You will stay at my place. I will have two guest rooms once I get rid of my judgemental roommates, so you can stay in one of them," I all but ordered.

"You don't have to kick out your roommates because of me," he told me.

"Well despite what you might think, the world does not revolve around you, so it is not because of you that my roommates will no longer have that title. They are two of my so called friends, and all they have done is judge me since day one, so I won't take it anymore. I am kicking them out in three days, but I am telling them tonight, so that they can make arrangements," I defended my choice. "So you don't have to feel bad. Back to you coming to Seattle, when are you planning to come?"

"I will ask for the week after next off tomorrow," he informed me. "I plan on only being there for a week, and depending on the outcome of the talk with your chief, I will either start cutting ties with New York, or looking at other hospitals in Seattle. I am coming to Seattle one way or another. You need me, and as much as I hate admitting that I need people too, I need you."

"Well I am truly glad that you are coming," I admitted. "I can't wait to see you. I know I could probably google your first name and job and find a picture and last name, but I don't need that to know you."

"Thanks Death," he told me. "It must be getting close to the end of your lunch by now isn't it?"

"Yeah. Wish it wasn't, cause now I have to go back to work. It's awful working under HER," I complained.

"Well just a little longer and you might be working under me, though I wish it was more than work," he saucily replied.

"Well to be doing anything under you, I have to be alive, and if I don't get back to work, I won't be, so goodbye Angel. Talk to you later tonight" I bid him adieu.

"Goodbye Death," he replied hanging up.

When I looked up after putting away my phone, I realized the other interns were staring. I refuse to think of them as friends anymore not until they act like friends. It's like flipping a coin with them, you never know which you'll get; the "friend" or the "judgemental douche bags". When they noticed me watching, they all suddenly became busy picking up their trash. I just rolled my eyes and got rid of my trash. I then went to find Bailey.

I was the first one there for the afternoon assignments. "Grey you're still with Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd" she ordered. I went back to my quiet nurses' station ignoring the other interns and their assignments.

I was on the second to last chart when Addison walked up and told me to scrub in with her. 'I thought since the patient didn't want me there I wouldn't be allowed to scrub in' I thought while walking to the OR scrub room. Addison and I were the only ones there, and needless to say I felt awkward.

She spoke first saying, " I know you didn't know Derek was married, and I know you are innocent in all of this, but I will fight for my husband."

"Look you are right I didn't know, and as soon as I found out, mine and Derek's relationship was over," I replied. "I won't be a homewrecker. I won't destroy a family. I grew up with no one because my mom left my father for her dirty mistress, who didn't leave his wife. My mother blamed me, and resented me. So I won't be that person. You can have your husband," I said a little brokenly.

"I didn't know, I'm sorry I came off as a bitch," she apologized.

"No one knew, and I'd appreciate it if no one else found out," I replied finishing scrubbing in and walking into the OR.

A/N: Okay guys, that is the third chapter. What do y'all think? Review, favorite and follow. Again I will update in 2 weeks without reaching my goal, but if y'all get me 20 reviews, 15 favorites, and 35 followers, I will make it my highest priority. Thanks for your support.