Thank you all for your reviews. I am glad you like this fic, though this isn't a very original plot. I started it a while ago and this is what came out. :)

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It was silence. A painful, heartbreaking silence. Her tears were silent, his pain was silent.

Derek's palm was sweaty; he hadn't let go her hand not even for half of second. Slowly, from time to time, he rubbed his fingers against her hand.

"I feel empty."

The whisper was hardly comprehensible, but it was loud and clear enough for Derek. Her voice was hoarse, but to Derek it sounded like music. He looked up at her and the exasperation overwhelmed him again. Nothing had changed; she was still motionless, expressionless. Derek shook his head thinking for a moment that he had lost his minds; that he was imagining the voice he wanted to hear the most. In that moment, her damp fingers moved against his palm and his heart felt like skipping out of his chest.

"Meredith" He whispered overwhelmed by relief and pain. His tears were faster now, dripping along his cheeks, he could hardly believe that the blurry image in front of him was real; that Meredith's beautiful eyes were watching him again. He ran the back of his hand over his eyes and covered her hand between his palms. Her eyes were as beautiful as always, but the reflection was painful. Derek smiled wishing to soothe her pain, to see the smile in her eyes as he used to see before. "Mer..." He only could say her name in a soft trembling voice; no word seemed enough to describe what he was feeling, what he wanted to tell her. He kissed softly her rigid lips; her lips were cold, but he did feel warmed a little; she was alive and conscious, but yet dead of pain.

"I feel so empty." Her words repeated. "I wanted it." She muttered. "I really did." Her voice was hoarse and low, sounding like she was addressing to herself. "I'm alone again."

Derek felt his eyes fill with tears again. He shook his head refusing to accept her words. "You are not alone." He muttered firmly. He took her head between his hands and looked into her eyes. "You are not alone." Derek repeated, emphasizing his words even more. "Do you hear me? Can you see me?" He asked her in a soft, but desperate voice. "I'm here, Mer and here is where I am going to be from now on." His thumbs gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

She looked at him as if it was the first time she noticed his presence there. She lifted her arm and her fingers carefully touched his hair. Her eyes were wandering all over his face and her fingers were stroking strands from his hair. "I wanted it, Derek." Her voice whispered, calmer than Derek's.

"I know" Derek smiled warmly at her, still holding her head between his hands. "I know you did. I wanted it too, but ... now there's nothing we can do about it. It wasn't your fault, Meri. I promise I won't let you down again!"

Meredith smiled slightly and shook her head. "I let you down, Derek. So many times." Her voice became clearer. She wiped her face and looked away from Derek. "So many times" she repeated in a mumble.

"Don't say that." Derek shook his head, firmly refusing her words.

Meredith kept her face out of Derek's sight and her hand went to rest over her stomach now. "I didn't deserve it anyway." She mumbled to himself.

To hear her saying all those things, tore him apart as much as her previous near-dead experiences had. He made her face him again and looked straight in her eyes. "Why are you saying all this? Meredith, you are not to blame for your father's cowardice and you had nothing to do with Susan's death. Meredith, can't you see what a remarkable woman you are? Everything that happened to you, your childhood... you made it through all these Meredith. You are a fighter, you have to fight for more. Fight for your happiness, your own family." He was desperately trying to convince her that her issues weren't permanent, but during his attempt, Meredith shook her head continually denying.

"I am not a fighter, Derek." She ran her palm over her face again and sniffed. "I didn't fight for my life that day. When I fell in water... I stopped, Derek! I didn't fight. I wasn't strong enough to fight... not even for you."

Her last words were a sharp knife in his heart. He knew it, but to hear it confessed from her mouth was more painful.

"See?" Meredith smiled slightly as she caressed his cheek. "I don't deserve good things. I don't deserve you. I was selfish."

Derek's eyes were drenched in tears. "No." he shook his head. "I was selfish too... for not giving you time to come to me. I pushed you each time. I asked you too much. I wanted you all at once... too fast."

"I love you, Derek! You are the love of my life. You are a good man and you have the right to be happy." This time, she was the one wiping his tears before wiping her own.

Derek took her hand and held its palm on his cheek. "But I can't be happy without you, so what do we do now?" He chuckled.

Meredith continued to cry quietly and biting her lip. She smiled up at him, smiling down on her until she let out a giggle. "What do we do now?" She asked back.

Her smile and her giggle soothed his heart... so much that the tears stopped. "I know" He said after a short pause while he gazed on her smiling. "We are going to work this out." He said referring at their relationship. "I'm going to prove to you that you can trust me from now on and you will prove to me that you are a fighter."

Meredith cupped his cheek in her hand and pulled his face down to her. Softly she kissed his lips and caressed them. "Can you hold me now? Just hold me, please?" She asked, her voice ready to break.

Derek smiled and Meredith made room for him in her hospital bed. She turned her back on him and let him spoon her. Holding her tight in his arms, Derek felt her breaking down. "You can cry. It's alright." He whispered softly to her ear, then sunk his face in her hair, breaking down himself. They both needed to let out the pain; the pain of losing their baby, the pain of the issues in their relationship. They both needed a fresh start.

Outside, in front of the window, Miranda Bailey was watching the couple in that hospital room.

"Is that... Derek Shepherd." A strong male voice asked.

She closed her eyes and a sob broke silently inside of her. "Yes" She answered nodding. "And that is Meredith Grey." She said opening her eyes again.

"What happened?" Her beloved's voice asked again.

"They just lost their baby." Her eyes filled with tears. "But they finally found each other." A strong hand squeezed her shoulder in comfort and she leaned her head to it, hugging it.

"They didn't need that to find each other." He admitted.

Miranda turned around and hugged him as her tight as she could. "They... they didn't" She broke down in her husband arms.