[for Meredith]

"Another day, another dollar, luv?" Sean asks, looking up from his book, some hardcover monstrosity that he's been making only minimal headway on, to watch Meredith as she comes through the door, Doc kicking up the usual fuss at her arrival. For the last few days, he's been making it a point to make sure he's always around when she gets out of the clinic, even going to so far as to subtly rearrange his schedule or stay up at odd hours whenever he can to accommodate it. It's not that he doesn't trust her to handle herself, of course, but with Lexie's disappearance still so fresh, he figures that it can't hurt to at least avail himself as much as he can in case she needs the extra bit of support.

So far, however, it seems to be a wasted effort, with Meredith going about her week as usual aside from the slightly increased workload left by another doctor's absence. Knowing her, he's not sure why he expected anything different, but in the end, it doesn't really change his approach any.

"Ye doin' all right?"