Disclaimer: guys I feel like I'm in love...ahhh
Anyways, if I'm in love I don't have time to own Grey's Anatomy.

"Some hearts understand each other, even in silence."
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"Are you going to work today?" as we ate breakfast Scarlett hovered. I knew she wanted to ask me something, she's been wanting to do that since yesterday, but somehow she kept closing the second I brought up anything about last night.

"No, I took a sick day, I thought-...maybe we could go shopping, buy you some clothes?" I let out, scared if the subject of buying her anything for her needs is going to bring any memory of her mom back, or the fact that she's going to live with me. It seemed like she looked down for a moment, but soon her head was back up.

"Yeah, that would be cool." is all she said before going back to her breakfast. I glanced back at her for a second before shrugging the urge to ask her anything off.

"Alright, go get ready."

My own mind decided to play jokes on me. It kept rewinding memories from yesterday, good and bad. I knew I had to see Meredith, my sister-self knew what had happened when she and Derek unknowingly snuck off yesterday. I had just so many questions, where did it happen, does Finn know, does Addison know, do you regret it, are you two a thing again, was it good, how is Izzie, what really happened to Denny, is she okay?

The most important thing right now was Izzie and how she was holding up. I knew that Denny and she were very close from what Izzie had told me herself, she must be devastated.

Scarlett was off, but I wouldn't say that she was exactly unhappy. I thought there was going to be some crying, kicking, or screaming but so far she didn't seem at all depressed. I know that I should be happy about it, but truth to be told, it scares the living life out of me.

How can I know how she's feeling, how can I know how to act, how do I know what to do to make her feel better?

My mother never cared about those things. If she thought that I was angry, she would just tell me to go punch it out, training my hands, that's how she put it. That's how I learned a little bit of self-defense. I would go to the forest next to our house and just train against a tree. It hurt at first, but after a time I got used to the pain, and it was a good way to exercise the pain and anger I felt inside of me.

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We were at the mall. I've been calling Addison for more than an hour right now, she wasn't picking up. I had a slight feeling that it had something to do with what happened between Derek and Meredith. As much as I knew, nobody except for me knew about what had happened, at least that's what I thought.

"Okay, we should probably start with summer clothes." I called after Scarlett as we entered one of the many clothes shops. I glanced down at her more times than I could count, every time I did she looked as if nothing had happened, as if everything was fine as usual, as if she was just here to visit me, as if she wasn't about to live with me till she's old enough to move out.

Soon after we had grabbed a few pairs of shorts and t-shirts, plus two pairs of leggings, and one pair of jeans. I told her that I was going to go look for some dresses while she tried the clothes on, but when I got back I heard her silently sobbing in one of the try-on cabins.

"Hey, Scar?" I whispered and opened the curtains just so I could slip past them. I looked up to see her naked, her knees brought to her chest, her head buried in between. "Hey-...talk to me please?" I kneeled down.

"I-...am lost." Scarlett honestly got out. For a kid her age I never expected such a reply, but given everything she's been through, it was expected. "I don't know what to do."

"Trust me when I say that I have no idea how to do this either." I gave a light chuckle and put my hands on each of her cheeks, bringing her to look at me. "But we'll figure it out, we'll do what it takes to get through this-...do you understand me?" I seriously looked into her eyes.

The blue eyes showed only desperate desire for love, that was all I could find in the little girl's eyes.

"Yes." after a needed silence mumbled Scarlett. "We'll figure it out." she repeated and pulled down her knees from her chest, smiling a little.

"Now, finish trying on, then, we'll go to the book store." I smiled when her eyes lightened up, and left after putting down the two summer dresses I had picked out.

More than an hour later we were done with our shopping and ready to go spend half of the day we had left doing absolutely nothing. Unfortunately that wasn't the case.

"Richard's paging me." I looked at my page that I had taken with me, probably a habit. I looked down at Scarlett who looked annoyed, she had been looking towards eating ice cream and watching TV.

Suddenly my phone rang, it was Richard. "Malia, don't come-..I paged you to know that we're on lock down, if you want to be of any help bring your friend some food." Richard spoke alarmingly. "Derek's been down in the lockers, I'm pretty sure he's with Dr. O'Malley, don't bring Scarlett here, it's not safe."

And with that Richard hung up. Scarlett, who had heard the whole conversation because of Richard's loud voice, put on a sad smile and continued to walk to the car like we had before.

"Sorry, but I can't leave my best friend to die, wait in the car, if someone tries to break in don't be scared to scream, punch-...there's a knife in the back, use it if it's needed." I passed the keys to Scarlett, and went back into the shop to get some food for Derek and George.

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"You owe me, big time." I sighed and took of the mask when I entered the locker room. Derek looked like he had just seen someone preform magic.

"Thank you, Malia." he immediately walked up and took the plastic bag with food out of my hands. "We've been starving, we already ate everything that was in the lockers" snickered Derek.

"Hye George." I gave the young intern a quick greeting, which he answered with a wave. Gosh, he looked horribly sick.

"So, how are you holding up?" I asked. This was not as simple as it may sound, my question wanted many answers. I wanted to know about Derek and Meredith, Izzie, and Denny.

"Better than ever." sarcastically mumbled George as he slid down on the floor against one of the lockers. I sat down next to Derek.

"Derek, I need to know-" I didn't even need to finish my sentence for Derek to know what I had meant.

"I'm sorry Malia, it's still confusing, I'm not sure about what to do, I just need to figure it out-...I truly didn't plan it." Derek let out. His face didn't show regret, more like desperateness for advice.

"I understand-...it was about to happen one way or another, I guess." I had planned this since the moment I first heard that Derek had choose Addison. I just felt it in my gut, I just knew that it'll end like this. "But whatever you do, I hope you do what is right for yourself -..not anyone else." I smiled a sweet smile at him.

"Okay, help yourselves out. I do need to go, can't leave Scarlett in the car for long." I laughed and stood up, Derek followed my movement.

"Scarlett's still with you, I thought her mother had taken her already." his sentence cut deep. I just felt the need to break down and cry once again, but I got control of myself.

"I promise to explain everything when you get out of here, so you better get out of here fast." I took and squeezed his hand, before leaving the pair back to their suffering.

As we sat down to watch a movie Scarlett had chosen, my mind went on Mark. I hadn't heard for him all day long, I wasn't even sure if he was still in Seattle, but I hoped he didn't leave without saying goodbye. I also had a bad feeling, about him, I had a feeling that I would get hurt, I had been feeling that the first time I laid my eyes on Mark Sloan, but now it was getting stronger, and stronger.

My deep thoughts, however, were disrupted by my cell phone.

"He told me he loved me."

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a/n: I promise to get back into the show soon. I just like the Scarlett story line so much, hahaha.
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