Taken

The next day

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The next day Meredith had woken up to the sound of her alarm, she got up and stretched out her arms, dreading getting up from the bed. After what had happened in the resident's lounge. Meredith was now forced to be under surveillance where ever she went. Besides the bathroom of course. No one wanted her to suffer as she did in the residence lounge, no one also wanted her to get hurt. Meredith wasn't the happiest camper about it.

Meredith got out of bed and began to get ready for another satisfying day at work. Derek had his face still buried underneath his pillows. She needed to get ready for rounds and she couldn't be late. After finding what to wear and getting ready, it was time for her to leave. Before even thinking about running out the door Meredith gave him a small kiss on Derek's cheek and began to walk out the door.

She walked into the hospital like any other day, the only thing that was different was as soon as she stepped into the residence lounge someone would be assigned to her all day. Watching her and making sure she was alright twenty-four seven. It felt exhausting to her, but the other side of her told her it was okay. Everyone just was worried about her.

Just as Meredith thought, she was assigned to someone as soon as she walked into the resident's lounge. Their bailey stood behind the door with a look on her face that said it all. It was her "I am having someone follow you around all day, whether you like it or not face" For once Meredith didn't mind it.

"Grey, glad to see you made it," Miranda Bailey spoke in a soft and sweet tone. Which was surprising, being it was Bailey. "You are on Dr. Shephard's service today and the rest of the week. I am having someone follow you around each day of the week. Today, Dr. Grey will be your person."

All the residents looked at each other as if they were thinking Meredith was getting special treatment. Of course, she was, Meredith wasn't okay. But that didn't make her any less of a person for it. Meredith is someone who loves to work non stop, she needs to stay at work. PTSD or not. She just needed to be monitored, she needed help.

"Don't run anyone off," Bailey muttered as she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Meredith looked at all the people in the room and began to get ready. She stood next to Cristina who was quietly getting ready. Cristina noticed her and gave her a quick smile before returning to getting ready. Lexie and Alex were in the room too as well as the others. It seemed that Meredith was late, but she really was ten minutes early than usual. That was a record for her.

"They were talking about you guys," Cristina whispered to Meredith "The chief and Bailey. What exactly happened last night?"

"I-I had a panic attack and thought Alex was going to hurt me," Meredith muttered, looking over at Cristina as she pulled her stethoscope over her neck.

"Oh, Meredith, No wonder." She sighed, standing up straight all ready for work. She had concern written all over her face. Cristina was worried about Meredith, no more worried than she was before. Meredith freaking out in the residence lounge, thinking her best friend was going to hurt her? That is uncommon in Meredith's book of chronicles.

"What? What were they saying?" Meredith asked her, concern growing in her voice. She looked over at Cristina, her eyebrows frowned together.

"I heard the Chief say that if you have another PTSD episode that you'd have to be put on scut until a therapist clears you."