A/N: Hey everyone, story is set in 03x09 "Penelope" and focuses on Derek's thoughts as Penelope is in surgery.
Enjoy:)
Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, if I did I wouldn't be writting fanfiction would I?
~I should be doing the fighting~
Derek paced up and down in the waiting room, the whole time Gideon's last words to him ringing in his mind's ears. "You never know loss, pain and despair until you wait in a hospital room while someone you love does the fighting" back then he couldn't understand what he meant. Now, oh now he could totally get it. She is in surgery, he is waiting, she is fighting for her life, he waits. Derek realized he hates waiting. He hates being unable to do anything. He is used to do the fighting; for God's sake she doesn't even carry a gun. She is always in her office away from danger, away from crazy bastards with guns knifes and no emotions. She wasn't supposed to be here, she wasn't supposed to do the fighting. He is the one that should be fighting, not her, not his baby girl.
"Family for Penelope Garcia?"
A/N: Did you liked it? I'd like to hear your thoughts :)