"Derek, I can't live without you!"
"Mer, listen to me; life is nothing without you. And I can't go through this without knowing that you're going to be ok. I might live and I might die. But the point is that if you don't go, right this second, you will die. There's no question about it. And I can't fight, knowing that you're in danger. So please, go, listen to me this one time, and leave. And I'll promise you that I'll do my best to come back to you."
"Derek, I can't…"
"Meredith Grey you listen to me, and you listen hard. You will leave this instant. And if I do not get out of this alive, you will move on. Take as long as you would like to mourn, but no more than a few months, and move on. Please."
Meredith was about to hesitate and reject his words, but the serious look in his eyes turned her away.
"Fine, but Derek Shepard, if you do not come back from this alive, I will find a way to raise you from the dead and kill you myself. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, go, now, please."
"Fine, but one last thing…"
"MEREDITH!"
"I love you. And oh yea, I'm pregnant," she said with a platonic smile on her petite face.
Derek spent a second looking at her eyes, trying to tell if she was lying or not, but after a whole second of staring into the depths of her deep eyes, he knew that she wasn't just telling him this to make sure that he got back to her in one piece. She really was pregnant, and wanted him to know it just incase… just incase…
"Mer, I love you," he said with a passion that could not be put into words, and kissed her for another everlasting second, before she started sprinting out of the room.
But those two seconds proved to be critical. Life changing. A grenade came threw the window and hit Meredith square in the stomach, feet from the door that would have proved to be her freedom. And a second later, she was on the floor, eyes closed. Unconscious.
