Chapter Fourteen: Bring the Pain

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"I don't want to have this conversation again." Meredith said for what felt like the hundredth time.

"Meredith." Derek said.

"You didn't sign the divorce papers. Fine. I get it. End of Discussion." Meredith said with finality.

"Meredith." Derek said.

"What?!" Meredith demanded, sort of curious what he had to say.

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...until all we can think about...

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"Oh." Derek said.

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...is how much we hurt.

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"I usually just say "Meredith" and then you yell at me. I haven't thought past that point. I actually didn't have anything planned." Derek said honestly at a loss of what to say.

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How we manage our pain is up to us.

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Meredith gives him an incredulous look and in anger, she starts to hit him with her purse.

"Ow! What is that? Hey, stop it!" Derek said as he held up his arms to block the blows.

"Seriously? SERIOUSLY!" Meredith yelled, as she swatted Derek with her purse out the door.

Once Derek was gone, Meredith made her way upstairs and barged into George's bedroom.

"Seriously!!" Meredith exclaimed as she joined Izzie and George in his bed, putting George in the middle, to listen, once again, to his roommates relationship problems.

"This is very small bed." George commented, unsure if he should even move...or breathe. With how angry and annoyed at men his roommates seemed to be.

"He's a brain surgeon." Meredith complained.

"I look fantastic. I shaved my legs!" Izzie exclaimed.

"He's a brain surgeon. How can he be so brainless?" Meredith asked.

"Hello? Seriously!" Izzie yelled.

"Seriously!" Meredith agreed.

George pats both of their shoulders in comfort.

"Shhh..."

Just then the storm raging outside caused the power to go out.

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Pain. We anaesthetize, ride it out, embrace it, ignore it... and for some of us, the best way to manage pain is to just push through it.

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Today was one of Eddie Sousa's favorite day of the year, October 8th. Her birthday! She was finally twenty-one. But, unlike other twenty-one years old she wasn't going to go on a wild drinking bing, or skipping out on a day of school or work.

But, not Eddie.

She obviously wasn't going to go out drinking because she is pregnant. And, while taking a day off for her birthday was highly tempting. But, with the fact she was going to have a baby early in the new year, she needed to save up as much time off as she could for the baby. She had eight weeks of maternity leave, but she wanted to make sure that if she needed some extra days she wasn't taking any personal days unless she was really sick.

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