A little Good Witch character intros:
Cassie Nightingale: I explained her earlier: What you do need to know is that she has a stepson, Brandon Russell, who is a police officer.
Sam Radford: Middleton's local Doctor. He was a huge deal in New York. Head of the ER, he was a trauma surgeon for ten years before he decided he needed to slow down after he divorced and spend time with his is also Cassie's next door neighbor.
Derek Sanders: Middleton's Chief of Police, was Jake Russell's (Cassie's late husband) right hand man when Jake was Chief, now he's taken his place.
Grey's Anatomy Character intro:
Meredith Grey: A surgeon from Seattle, Meredith married Derek Shepherd, a neurosurgeon. They had two children, Zola, 4, (adopted) and Bailey, 2. Derek Shepherd died tragically just weeks ago in a car accident.
Carolyn Maloney: Carolyn Maloney will become Carolyn Shepherd, Derek Shepherd's Mother and Meredith's Mother in Law. In this story, Carolyn was born and raised in Middleton, and she meets Derek's father Michael Shepherd. (Michael Shepherd later dies when Derek was just a young boy.)
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Enjoy!
Carolyn opened her eyes slowly. Maybe he'd be gone. No such luck. He was still there, leaning over her.
Well at least he looked guilty. She briefly considered screaming in pain just to shock him, but... no that wouldn't be nice.
"That was some bump. I'm sorry." He said genuinely.
"I just..." Carolyn sat up slowly. Nothing really hurt except for some pain in her back from having the wind knocked out of her. "Why are you following me?" She was a blunt person, she wanted straight answers. He better give her a straight answer.
He shrugged and half smiled. "I dunno, you seemed nice. I just moved here yesterday. I don't know anybody."
"Oh." That was it? She seemed nice? He chased after her and flirted with her because she seemed nice?
He must've read her mind, because he elaborated. "Well, I like your hair... and your smile, it's huge. I think I could like you maybe. If you want me to." He looked over her to her bike and picked it up. The front tire was flat.
Carolyn sighed in disappointment. It was brand new! "My dad's going to kill me," she said.
"Nah. You're his little girl. If it was me though-" he made a gesture of a finger slashing over his throat.
Then he offered his hand to help her up. "I'm Michael Shepherd by the way."
She glared for a second, then decided to take his hand. "Carolyn. Maloney," she said as he pulled her up. "That's all you get for now. The rest you're going to have to earn."
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Cassie paced in the waiting area, her usual calm leaving her every minute she waited. As far as she understood, the surgery to repair Grace's lung would be relatively simple and shouldn't take too long. Still, it was surgery and it was her daughter.
"Cassie!" Someone called.
She jerked her head up. "Brandon," she breathed at the sight of her stepson. In two steps he reached her in a huge hug, and she finally allowed herself to cry into his shoulder. "Grace... I... she..."
"Shhh, it's okay Mom, it'll be okay." He pulled her to a chair and they both sat down, Cassie leaned on his shoulder, thankful to be held.
The minutes seemed like hours and Cassie wished she could just sleep and wake up next to Grace, anything for the time to move faster than the slow moving river of this. Just then, Brandon shifted, causing her to look up.
Sam was there, in his hospital scrubs.
"Sam?" Cassie asked.
He smiled. "Surgery was textbook, Cassie. Grace will be just fine. You can see her now." He motioned and she followed him down the hall to the ICU. "It'll be awhile before she wakes up. She had a punctured lung and a concussion. She'll be sore and tired for a few weeks but she'll bounce back good as new."
"Thank you Sam. Thanks so much- I," The relief was overwhelming and Cassie was speechless, she just wanted to hold her daughter.
He held her close. "I know..." he said as he took her hand and guided her into the room, Brandon shuffling in behind her.
"I'll leave you guys here, I have some notes to finish," Sam said, and left them quietly.
Cassie stepped toward the bed and clutched her daughter's hand. She'd never seen Grace look so still before. She was always moving, always vibrating with energy. Now she was still and pale but... peaceful. "Grace, I'm here. Everything is going to be fine," she said as she sat down to wait for her to wake up.
They waited for awhile, finally Brandon sighed loudly. "I'm going to get something to eat, you want something?" he asked.
"No, I'm alright." Cassie replied, still staring at her daughter.
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Meredith shifted uncomfortably in her bed. She'd just finished giving her statement to the Chief of Police and now her thoughts were spinning and swirling. Maybe she should just go home. This was a mistake. It was Meredith impulsive and she screwed up again. She should just go home to Seattle and-
And what? Feel her heart break over and over again in the big dreamhouse? In the hospital around every corner? In the sympathetic gazes of her overbearing friends? Who was she anymore? Without Derek...who was she?
"Dammit." She muttered under her breath.
She could barely hold it together earlier to be a doctor. The crash kept running over and over in her mind. Sometimes in her twisted thoughts, when she opened the passenger door to help Grace, she saw Derek there instead, bandaged and bloody, as he turned to her, "You told me to leave... you let me go," he would say before his eyes closed to the sound of the flatline.
"Mommy?" Bailey asked from his spot beside her. "Mommy, I firsty."
"Oh," Meredith said, pulled into the now. The now was good, she could do the now. "Um," she looked around to see if there was any nurses who could bring some juice, but no one seemed to be around. She manuevered off the bed and shoved a hand in the pocket of her jeans. A worn dollar bill rubbed on her fingertips. There was a vending machine across the hall. "Stay here, I'll get us a drink okay?"
"O-tay," Bailey said as he curled up closer to Zola who was sleeping. Meredith sighed, wincing at the pain in her shoulder as she made her way to the vending machine. She was halfway there when someone tapped her on the shoulder and she jumped, startled. She turned around and was face to face with the ER doctor she saw earlier.
"It was you," he said.
"It was me?" Meredith asked, very confused.
"You put the chest tube in Grace."
