"Derek," said Meredith nervously. They had gotten engaged the night before, Izzie (who isn't ill in this story) had already started to plan their engagement party. Now that they were getting married Meredith thought she should tell him a little more about her family.
"Yeah," he said looking up from his newspaper.
"I've been thinking and you know how I have...weird problems about my dark scary past..."
"A little earlier than Sadie," said Meredith. "I...I have a sister that I don't really talk about."
"Molly right?" said Derek. "Lexie's little sister."
"No," said Meredith frustrated that he wasn't making this conversation easy. "Well yeah I guess Lexie's sister is my sister too...but I have another sister I don't really talk about."
"Okay," said Derek putting his newspaper down.
"Umm...yeah she's older than me," said Meredith. "We sort of lost touch when she went away to college, she was pretty wild you know she made me look tame."
"So you haven't spoken to her in a really long time?"
"Well sort of...I called her last year when you know Addison showed up," said Meredith. "But I really want you to meet her."
"I'd love to," said Derek.
"I...I've missed her you know, and us getting married and becoming our own family just sort of makes me want to see her again," said Meredith.
"Then call her," said Derek encouragingly.
"I will," said Meredith. "I just wanted to tell you about it before I did anything."
"Okay," said Derek. "I think it's a great idea...so your Mom and Dad had another daughter?"
"Yeah," said Meredith. "You know I think I'm going to call her right now."
"You should," said Derek knowing how easily Meredith could talk herself out of something. "You should have your family at the wedding, any other secret relatives you want to tell me about."
"No," Meredith laughed. "Although I think that Megan had a kid."
"Megan is that your sister's name?"
"Yeah Megan," said Meredith. "I'm gonna go call her."
"Good luck," he said as she all but ran up the stairs.
Megan Grey was at home that morning getting her son, who was looking more and more like his father every day, breakfast. She had been living in Seattle for six months now. She was a doctor that specialized in genetics, she had dabbled in surgery but found that genetics provided a more appropriate schedule for a single mother, she could usually work a 9-5 day. She heard her phone ring and automatically picked it up without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello," she said.
"Uh hi...it's Meredith."
"Meredith?" she repeated shocked, her sister didn't call often in fact they had only spoken a handful of times in the past 12 years. "Hi, is everything alright?"
"Yeah Mom is still dead," said Meredith.
"And you're still mad about that," said Megan. "I'm sorry but...it's not like there was a funeral."
"I know," said Meredith. "I'm not mad about it anymore, I wouldn't have gone to the cremation if I could get out of it."
"Okay," said Megan. "So what's up?"
"I'm engaged," said Meredith. "I'm going to get married, I'm going to have take part in a wedding about me."
"I'm familiar with the term engaged," said Megan dryly. "Congratulations."
"Who is the lucky guy?"
"I thought he went back to his wife?"
"It's a very long complicated story," said Meredith. "But we have been back together for a while now, so it's not a case of he just left wife or anything sordid like that."
"I never said it was."
"You didn't have to."
"Do you love him?" Megan asked.
"Does he treat you right?"
"Most of the time?"
"Will he look after you?"
"He already saved me from drowning," said Meredith.
"Good enough for me," said Megan. "I'm really happy for you."
"Thank you," said Meredith. "How is the baby?"
"Not a baby anymore," said Megan. "He's in kindergarten now, reading at a second grade level according to the report card that just came in the mail."
"Wow little genius."
"Look like it," said Megan proudly. "So what else are you calling for?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you don't just call out of the blue to tell me you're getting married, and your voice is all pleasant and happy," said Megan. "So what's up?"
"I want you to meet him," Meredith blurted. "I want you to meet my...people."
"I'll come to the wedding," said Megan.
"I don't even know where you live anymore," said Meredith. "Still in New York?"
"No," said Megan. "Promise not to yell at me."
"I live about twenty minutes away from Mom's old house in Seattle," said Megan. "I only moved here a few months ago and I meant to call but...I guess I just didn't know how happy you would be to see me."
"You're in Seattle?"
"Yeah," said Megan. "I got a job that lets me do a little research, so I moved."
"How could you not tell me?"
"I don't know I'm sorry," said Megan guiltily. "I just didn't."
"I guess we haven't really been that close anyway," said Meredith clearly hurt.
"I think that is an understatement," said Megan. "But we should get together and have lunch or something."
"Yeah," said Meredith. "I have tomorrow off work."
"I can do tomorrow morning," said Megan. "Alfie has sports club until noon."
"Breakfast sounds good," said Meredith.
"Although if you have a spare ten minutes today we could talk," said Megan, she had to at least make an effort with Meredith, she and Alfie were the only family she had. "I have a patient in Seattle Grace this afternoon."
"You work in Seattle Grace??"
"No don't be so ridiculous," said Megan. "It's one thing not to know that I live in the same huge city but it's another to work in the same hospital and not know, it's like something out of a sappy novel."
"I work in a lot of hospitals, I'm based in Seattle Presbyterian but I go wherever they need me to go," said Megan.
"I'd like that," said Meredith.
"Me too," said Megan. "I'll call you when I'm in the hospital, I have to go now Alfie is about to raid the cookie jar."
"Okay I'll see you later."
I know this chapter seems to focus on Meredith and Megan, but this story is about Mark and his past. I left a few clues in this chapter about what the story is about....can anyone guess??