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need to stop freaking out." Meredith told Eleanora, running her fingers through her friends hair. Derek was asleep on one side of Meredith, Eleanora on the other, curled up and resting her head on Meredith's stomach.

"I can't stop freaking out. I haven't told anyone in my family about us, and now my brother is not only moving to Seattle but also working at the same hospital? I think i have the right to freak out." Eleanora whispered heatedly, hugging her friends waist a bit more.

Derek was still asleep, and Eleanora really didn't want to wake him up when she was talking about her relationship. A relationship with his best friend since childhood that, according to Mark, would be well received.

Meredith sighed, but before she could talk a knock sounded on the door. Derek groaned at the disruptive noise, waking up from his sleep. Eleanora perked her head up from where it was laying on Meredith's stomach, glancing over at the door.

"You up?" Cristina asks, waltzing in with coffees in hand.

"No." Derek replies before scooting closer to the edge and turning his back to the three friends. Meredith and Eleanora reposition themselves to make room for Cristina, happily taking the coffee's offered.

Cristina looks at her two friends with slightly raised brows, her voice serious. "The Wicked Witch, is dead."

Eleanora let's out a gasp, sipping her coffee as her eyes widen. Meredith makes a face, raising a brow before asking, "Metaphorically dead or dead-dead?"

"Who are we talking about?" Derek asked, his eyes closed. All three women glanced over at him, speaking at the same time.

"Hahn."

Cristina continued to talk to her friends, her voice holding a hint of wonder. "Her name is off of the surgical board, her surgeries have been canceled. I don't know how or why, but I do know Hahn is gone."

"That's too bad, she was really talented." Derek piped up. Eleanora frowned, turning her head to look at the man. Meredith and Cristina just looked unpleased, which he soon noticed. A small lightbulb went off in his head. "You're not talking to me."

When the three of them shook their heads, he just let out a sigh and got out of bed, heading out the door and downstairs.

Eleanora sipped at her coffee, falling back against the headboard. "I have to go to the Psych floor before rounds to see Max."

Cristina looked at her with a scrunched nose, sipping her own coffee. "He's on the Psych floor?"

"Yeah," Eleanora sighed. "The Social Workers that work for the hospital all have an office there. I didn't know that before he told me."

Cristina snorted, smirking to herself. "Well, you're doing the same thing with McSteamy. Seriously, do you think you can get away with not telling him?"

"We haven't told a lot of people!" Eleanora protested. "We're good at hiding it."

Meredith laughed, patting her arm. "No, you're not. Anyone with a brain could notice."

"Except for Derek." Cristina added, Meredith nodding along.

"Except for Derek."

Hearing a female voice yelling, the three friends all raised their heads to look towards the door. A blonde woman ran in, a lopsided grin in her face as her eyes zeroed in on Meredith.

"Death?"

Eleanora tilted her head, letting out a squeak when the blonde woman launched herself right over her and Cristina to latch onto Meredith, who was laughing in excitement. Eleanora leaned onto Cristina, who wrapped an arm around Eleanora to make sure she didn't hit her head off of the headboard.

"Die!" Meredith squealed, hugging the woman tightly. "Oh my god, it's been-"

"Forever!" The blonde finished, unlatching herself from Meredith to lay down in the spot previously occupied by Eleanora. In the process, the woman sat on Eleanora's legs, a small 'ow' escaping the smaller woman's mouth. Eleanora and Cristina stared at the two, confused and lost as to what in the hell just happened.

"Wow, you look like..." Meredith started, the two sharing a grin before speaking in perfect unison.

"Death!"

"Is the guy in the pajamas your boyfriend?" The blonde asked, her voice intrigued. "Because if so, then ."

"Right?" Meredith agreed, Cristina finally having enough of the moment between the two.

"Hey, uh, how about you let Eleanora's legs free?" The blonde looked down, letting out an apologetic smile as she hovered over the bed to let Eleanora pull her legs out. "And who are you?"

The blonde gave Cristina a bitchy look, her tone sharp. "I'm Sadie, who are you?"

"I'm Cristina." Cristina chuckled, looking at Meredith as if Sadie was crazy.

"I'm Eleanora." Eleanora spoke up, giving a soft but scared smile. The blonde gave her a look, but smiled in return.

"I know that, Cristina said that before." She looked towards Meredith and the two started to laugh, leaving a confused Eleanora curled against an annoyed Cristina on the edge of the bed.

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they went backpacking around Europe or something." Cristina told Derek, finishing off her coffee. Eleanora and Cristina had left the bedroom not long after Sadie made her appearance, but Meredith didn't even seem to notice.

Alex and Izzie had already left, together. They were in a relationship, this time it was serious and not home-wrecky. Eleanora was fine with it, and she truly didn't feel upset or uncomfortable. She had Mark and to her, that's all she'd need to be happy for the rest of her life. Cristina and Meredith weren't fans of the Alex and Izzie thing, but had kept their comments to a minimum.

Eleanora was searching through the fridge for breakfast, glancing over her shoulder when Derek just grunted his acknowledgment. "Yeah, before med school." She added, finally deciding on a yogurt.

Cristina made an unpleased face, turning to look at a half-asleep Derek. "You know, that woman all but kicked us out of the bed?"

"She sat on my legs. And you'd think it wouldn't hurt because she looks so tiny, but it hurt." Eleanora whined, pouting as she ate her breakfast.