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CHAPTER FORTY ONE haunt you every day. season four, episode five.
CASSIE LOVED HALLOWEEN. When she was younger, she would always wear the scariest costume possible, complete with fake blood and special effects makeup. She wasn't very big on holidays, but something about spending all night scaring small children shitless never failed to make her smile.
"What are we looking at?" Cristina asked as she entered the locker room and saw everyone staring at Meredith.
"Meredith put her mom in a baggie and brought her to work," Izzie said.
Meredith shrugged. "I had to get her out of my closet. She was haunting me."
"And now she's haunting us all," Alex sighed.
Meredith scoffed. "I'm putting her to rest."
Cassie stared at the bag of ashes with a brow raised. "I had no idea it was bring your mother to work day. You should remind me next time."
"That's dark," Alex grimaced.
The brunette shrugged playfully. "It's Halloween."
"Meredith is cleansing," Sydney Heron said, coming out of nowhere and spooking the others. "In tribal culture, when one wants to cleanse the past, one cuts off all of one's hair and buries it in the earth. You might try that, too."
"Sounds fun," Cassie smiled, earning herself odd looks from the other residents.
"Okay, listen up," Callie said, entering the room with Bailey by her side. "Today is a holiday, which means the pit will be overrun. You've got the usual drunken stupidity—"
"And then you've got Seattle's annual chain saw pumpkin carving contest," Bailey excitedly interrupted her. "I love this city."
"Did you know that last year during the final round, a man attempted to carve a face into his pumpkin, but ended up removing his entire left calf on accident?" Cassie perked up with a wide grin. "He actually stayed in the competition with a freshly amputated limb, just so that he could finish his carving. And he won! I mean, he died, but he won." Everyone stared at the girl with varying levels of amusement and concern. "What?"
"Anyway," Callie shook her head. "Stay on your toes, and stay on top of your interns, okay?"
Izzie raised her hand. "So we should round before heading to the pit or—"
"Yeah, you should direct your questions to Dr. Bailey, Stevens."
"Oh," Cristina frowned. "We're directing our questions to Dr. Bailey?"
