A/N: New Grey's Fic…R&R please

Chapter One

The whole team was there looking on, waiting with her as she watches over her son in his hospital bed. Meredith caught Derek's eyes just for a second. A second that spoke volumes, it told of regret and disappointment; of heartache and helplessness; of broken dreams and finding new ones. She turned instead and looked on the scene before her.

Meredith watched Dr. Bailey as stayed beside her son's hospital bed; waiting, praying, having faith. She had admired Dr. Bailey from the get go, she was a brilliant surgeon, a great mentor and an amazing leader; she was the voice of reason that was missing in Meredith's life before coming in Seattle Grace; she was like the mother that she never had.

She had admired her strength and stability despite all, and to still see her strong doctor at the same time be the vulnerable mother of her son's journey was remarkable; so amazing that others might have crumbled and gave up. But not Dr. Bailey, she still believed and she persevered.

Meredith knew that was the kind of mother she needs to be; the kind that is focused and able despite all distractions and all the McDreamys and slutty nurses. She knew she cannot do it here, with Derek here and with Thatcher here. She need to go and find herself, be strong, get over all the issues, the daddy issues, the mommy issues, the sister issues. She needs to be what her mother was right to expect of her…extraordinary.

"Chief."

Richard Webber looked up from fixing his things in his office, surprised to see her there. "Meredith, its been a long day for all of us. We'll catch up tomorrow."

"I plan not to be here tomorrow, Chief."

That surprised Richard immensely as he looked on the daughter whose mother mattered most to him once upon a time. She was the daughter that could-have been his to be proud of. "What do you mean?"

Meredith held out a form, it was filled out except for one thing, "It's all arranged, just need your signature," she moved forward still pushing the papers towards him, "I got a surgical residency slot in Cedars in Los Angeles. The chief was one of the few colleagues of my mother introduced me to. I start there day after tomorrow."

"Just like that? What is this about? Is this about Derek?" his voice contained, stunned. "I thought you were better than that. You don't run away, Meredith."

"I'm doing what is best for me…" Meredith put her hands on her stomach, "what is best for us."

Richard stood there speechless.

Meredith smiled, "I am" She drew in her breath, "I know I have to be better to fix myself before he or she comes. With everything here, with all that's happened I can't do that."

He nodded, understanding her intentions. "Give me the form," she gives it to him relieved "I expect you to call at least once a week."

"Yes." She got the papers back, "You are the only grandfather this child will ever know, I hope you see us when the time comes."

He nods. "Count on it."

She turns to leave before looking back again, "He doesn't know. Only Izzie, Alex, George and Christina know where I am going. I hope it stays that way."

"It will, I hope you find what you are looking for, for both your sakes"

"Thank you."

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