It had been days since she came into the hospital. Her condition remained stable but hadn't woken up. The police were still trying to figure out who the young woman was. But one thing was for certain; she was three month pregnant.

The nurse walked to check her stats. She glanced down at the face of the woman. She was beautiful. Nobody could deny that. Her delicate features looked almost like a porcelain doll's that had been made into a sleeping woman. She had blonde hair that went down to about her shoulders.

The nurse sighed pushing the hair out of her face before going back to what was doing. Four days and nobody could put a name to the face. They searched the whole Boston area even putting her picture on the news knowing that somewhere someone was waiting for her and their unborn child. The baby was doing fine and from what the OB/GYN could tell it was her first pregnancy. They wanted to be sure that the baby was born healthy. The fact that the mother wasn't brain dead helped greatly since she could regulate temperature. The only thing they had to go was give it nutrients and kept it healthy while the mother couldn't.

The nurse looked down at her again pushing couple more milliliters of medicine. As she was about to walk out, was when she heard it. The faint, gasping sound. At first, she thought it was the ventilator. But when she heard it again, it sounded more like a word. Turning to face the bed, she looked at the face of the young woman.

"Ma'am?" She said walking over. The sound came again stronger each time but still like she was moaning a word. "Ma'am can you here me?"

The woman moaned as her eyes flittered open. The nurse looked down into her green-gray eyes. "Can you hear me?" The patient nodded slowly groaning.

"Where am I?"

"Do you know you name?"

"Meredith… Meredith Grey."

"Aright, Miss. Grey. I'm Kristy. You were in an accident."

"Where's Derek?"

"Who?"

"Derek, my boyfriend."

"Do you live here in Boston?"

"This is Seattle."

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Seattle…

Christina rolled her eyes getting annoyed by Mark. He checked the clock every three minutes.

"Stop that." She snapped.

"Stop what?" He snapped back as he wrote a few things down on the chart.

"That. Checking the clock." He sighed and glanced over at her. "What?"

"I'm worried."

"She's fine." She rolled her eyes.

"Something isn't right, Christina. She hasn't called in days."

"She's been busy with things with her mom 'problem' what ever the hell that means."

"Something isn't right." He shook his head walking out of the conference room. She looked down at her chart. Sighing as she throw her pen down and picked up her phone. 'No Messages' flashed on the front. She pushed her bangs out of her face as she rested her head in her heads using her thumb to rub her temple.

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Mark sat in the basement shutting his phone after calling her number for the fourth time in the last fifteen minutes. He fell back on the gurney and looked at the ceiling. A long sigh erupted from his lips as he rubbed his hand over his face. Constant worry had been eating at him for nearly three days since the last time he heard from his fiancé. Nobody had heard from her, not even her friends or her step-father.

"Hey." Alex said sitting down by his feet.

"Hey." Mark groaned not opening his eyes which had fallen shut.

"You okay?" He asked as he stuffed a cupcake into his mouth.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He sighed.

He walked down the hall after his shift was over. He was supposed to meet is fellow dirty mistress, who also happened to be his only friend in town, at the bar for drinks. As he walked outside, he could hear her voice. Derek was standing about six feet away from her pleading for her to listen, but Meredith just yelled at him. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. His hair was a mess as were his clothes. Mark made a mental note of this as he walked over knowing there was something really wrong. The two had been trying to work on their relationship ever since Christina's wedding failed almost four months ago, but Meredith was still hesitant sometimes. It didn't get any better when Meredith's half-sister aka Derek's 'Girl from the bar 2.0' as Mark decided to call her when Meredith was too mad or upset to hear Lexi's name. He stopped about two feet from the couple, but they didn't really notice him.

"I can't believe you would do this to me." She cried.

Now, Mark was sure Derek did something. This time Derek didn't respond right away but more looked at the ground as if he were ashamed.

"Meredith…" Derek started.

"Just… Leave me alone." She said before walking off. Mark hurried to catch up with her and grabbed her arm.

"What's wrong, Mer?"

She looked at him and he could see all the hurt and pain in her gray, green eyes. And in that moment, she crumbled. As she began to sob harder, he pulled her into his chest and all she kept mumbling was: "He cheated on me. I can't believe he cheated on me."