The sudden sound of a phone rang. "Derek get your phone, it's too early to deal with this crap." Meredith softly yelled at her husband.

"Okay, Okay!" Derek exclaimed. He picked up his phone off of the side table, and answered it. "Hello? Who's bothering me at 4 in the morning?"

"Derek, stop being a jerk and just say hello. It's your sister Nancy, remember me? I know it's been a long time, since you never call. A call would have been nice." Nancy exclaimed as it was only 7AM in New York.

"Nancy, why are you calling me? Did you forget about the 3 hour time difference?" Derek was talking loudly now, becoming annoyed. Meredith gave him a push, letting him know that people were trying to sleep in the room. So he took his phone call down to the kitchen, where he began brewing some fresh coffee. His eyes glaring at the coffeepot thinking to himself 'Why won't you brew faster'. His thoughts distracted him from what his sister was saying.

"No silly, I didn't forget. I have a problem and I think you're going to want to know what it is. But you know, now that I'm thinking about it, you don't need to know."

"What? Sorry I might have dosed off. Say it again?

"Derek, come on. Hear me out. I said that I have a problem and I think you're going to want to know what it is." Nancy said sadly and slight annoyed."

Just tell me. You got me up at 4 in the morning, and I'm already up!" Derek spoke as he heard the sadness from his sister's voice.

"Okay but you're not going to like it."

"Whatever just tell me, I'm sure whatever it is, it can't be as bad as what I have to go into work and do."

"Derek, I promise you it is much worse, but okay. Something has happened to mom, they're not quite sure what, but the doctors are trying to figure it out, she is unconscious but she is breathing on her own."

"Nancy! That is the worst joke you've ever told. Do you think that is funny? Seriously, what is it?"

"That is it. They're running tests, but so far everything is normal. We're in the hospital now. Kathleen is here with me."

"No way, you were serious? Okay I'm on my way, catching the next plane out." he quickly shut his phone. There was no time for coffee as he ran upstairs, loud enough to make noise, but quiet enough not to wake Zola. As he barged in his room, his head quickly turned to take a peek on the bed, he sees wife sleeping. He just melts, he puts a smile on his face; he's glad that Meredith is his, and always will be. He turned is head glancing at the suitcase in the closet realizing that he has to hurry, she is not as important as his mother, close but not. He lowers the suitcase off the upper shelf making a loud bang. He drags the suitcase over to where his clothes are stored in the room. He starts pulling all the clothes in each drawer in the bag when he realized Meredith was awake.

"Derek? What are you doing?" Meredith awakened by the thuds from the stairs, and the bang from the suitcase.

"I'm going to New York." Derek looked at her with his 'It's Important No Time To Ask Questions' look; he saw the worried expression wiped across her face and he decided he couldn't leave without telling his wife why he's leaving. "My mother got admitted in the hospital yesterday and they have no idea what's wrong, but she's unconscious."

"Oh god Derek, I'm sorry. I'll come with you. Here let me just pack for Zola and me and we'll go to New York as a family."

"No you have a job, Zola has friends. You stay here. I'll update you on how she's doing, and just give you information. If it gets bad then you can come out, okay?"

"Fine but I want a present." Meredith gave Derek her look. Derek couldn't resist and he pulled her close and gave her one last seductive kiss then left. He proceeded to leave, Meredith stood there with a smile on her face. She just couldn't believe her husband.

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Derek thanked the flight attendants and darted off the plane, he knew he would probably be yelled at; that didn't stop him. He ran to baggage claim and viciously grabbed his bag. He then darted across the rest of the airport to grab the first taxi. He plopped his behind in the yellow car. "New York Presbyterian Hospital please." Derek told the driver between his heavy deep breaths; as he wanted to get there as fast as possible.

The driver took off. "Why are you in such a rush man?" the driver asked Derek. Derek returned with a look of 'leave me alone it's none of your business'. The driver backed off, and the ride was silent.

After 15 minutes of sitting in traffic Derek ran to the nurse's desk to find his mother. "Hello, I'm looking for my mother, Carolyn Shepherd?"

"I'm sorry sir I can't disclose that information with you." The nurse told Derek

"What do you mean you can't disclose my mother's room number? Are you saying I can't see her?"

"Yes, that is exactly what I'm saying." The nurse looked at Derek with an annoyed glare. "Look, your mother is a special patent in this hospital; we can't tell anyone her room number.

"So you're telling me that I can't see my mother. What kind of hospital is this, when you can't see your own mother? Who put her in this hospital as a special case?" Derek's face became red with anger. He was not having any of this.

"Sir I can't disclose that information either."