A soft, continuous beeping filled the room. It was the sound of the life support machine that kept Meredith Grey-Shepherd alive. She had been in a vegetative state since almost two years, since tragedy struck, because two years ago, on April 17, 2005, there was a car accident, one that made the headlines. Since then, Meredith had been in Seattle Grace. She should have been let go a long time ago. But there was someone, someone that couldn't let her go- not yet. Her husband, Derek Shepherd. Since that fateful day, he had shut himself to everyone, and devoted each second of his spare time to Meredith. His friends and colleagues didn't know him anymore. Nobody did. Still, it was too hard for him to let go. It couldn't end now, not after all that they had been through together. And so, for what literally was the millionth (and one) time, Derek started talking to her. Not about anything in particular, just whispered words of love and faith.
"Meredith. I need you. So many people need you. Mostly, just me. You have to wake up! I can't live without you."
And yet again, for the millionth (and one) time, no answer, not even the slightest change occurred, to show him that everything was going to be okay. But, Derek wasn't one to quit. So, he tried to take his mind off Meredith's seemingly forever sleep, by reminiscing with her all their memories together. She did, in fact, look like sleeping beauty- so peaceful and serene; amazingly beautiful, even though she was in a hospital gown.
"Do you remember when we first met Mer? You looked so beautiful in your black gown, sitting all by yourself, talking to Joe. And as usual, you were downing countless shots of tequila!" At that he laughed a small, nostalgic laugh, one of the only things that reminded him he was alive.
"I came up to you and started talking to you. Your tried to ignore me but I finally convinced you of my charm…remember- hiding my secret pain?..." He trailed off as things got too much for him.
"Mer I cant do this…" He started quietly weeping. "Not without you. I am seriously nothing without you. I can't survive without you. Your are my life, my oxygen. Please wake up. Wake up! Just open your eyes, just for a moment. So I know that you'll be ok." For the third time that night, he tried to focus as hard as he could on her face and body- looking even for the slightest movement, anything.
"I love you Mer. Please, I need that to be enough. My love will never die, but I can't let go. I can't, not yet, not ever. I need you to much. I know that is selfish, but it's true. You are my everything."
As soon as he said that, her heartbeat started to increase rapidly. It was no longer continuous, but rapid, too rapid. She had agonal rhythm. Derek looked up horrified to see that she was crashing. He pressed the code button, but he could do nothing else. Nevertheless, he started to yell at her. "Meredith! No!! You can't! You just cant!" But these seemingly useless rants soon turned into loud sobs, sobs of too much grief built up, as he collapsed on the ground and the code team rushed in.
The room was filled with shouts of trying to sedate her, calm her heartbeat, as well as Derek's cries and tears.
Everything suddenly seemed to freeze in time- Derek's crying and the shouts of the code team as they tried to calm her heartbeat by shocking her- as the rapid, dangerous rhythm, turned into a painful, continuous, empty flatline.