Come Away With Me

A.N: This is the sequel to "The World Spins Madly On," if you haven't read that... I would have to say it might be beneficial for you to read that before reading this story.

Same rules apply here though. None of the episodes that aired after "As We Know It" apply here, and in these stories Dr. Bailey was never pregnant.

This is a Derek/Meredith fanfic, and while other characters will be involved, I've decided to just label it as that.

Also, just want to thank everyone who reviewed the first story. You guys are the reason why I am writing this one. So thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not any part of Grey's Anatomy... even though I really wish I did.

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Chapter 3: Life in Slow Motion

He tried to stop, but it was too late. The brakes screeched and I turned my head just in time to see the car slam into the side of ours. My body jerked, and the car tumbled over onto it's side. Glass shattered everywhere, and I felt shards attach to my skin. Panic arose inside of me as I tried to move around to see if Derek was alright, but I was stuck. My legs were pinned by the dashboard and the car door, and blood was soaking my jeans. I reached my hand up to my head and felt warm liquid along my temple.

"Meredith," he groaned.

I started to cry. "I'm here."

"Are you okay?"

"I can't move," I gasped for air, attempting to steady my breathing, "are you okay?"

"Meredith, take a deep breath, and try to calm down."

I gasped again, "are you okay?"

"For the most part." He was lying, I could always tell when he lied.

"I think something's wrong."

"Hold on, Meredith."

In the distance I heard the sirens of the ambulance and police. Derek kept telling me to hold on, that they were coming, but slowly the noise began to fade out and I closed my eyes.

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I've heard a lot of patients talk about the white light, but I never really believed in it. I never believed that there was a heaven or hell, or a purgatory. I just believed in life, and the choices that you made were how your life would turn out. Life was full of chances, if you were willing to see them and if you were willing to take them. It was all about decisions. Decisions that only you could make, and I believe that on the day of the accident, I made the decision to live.

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Someone was touching my body. I could hear another voice in the background giving orders, telling someone they had to remove the car door first. I opened my eyes, and looked around. The car had been moved off it's side and there were flashing red, white, and blue lights all around. I tried to listen for Derek, but I didn't hear him. The noise of everything outside of the car drowned out everything else. My body ached, and I started to moan. The paramedics told me to stay still, that I was going to be fine. I just wish I believed them.

"Derek..." I moaned.

"Is that your friend?" A paramedic asked me.

"Yes." Tears streamed down my face, this wasn't supposed to happen.

"He's okay, Miss. We've already removed him from the car. The other paramedics are working on him right now."

"We are doctors."

"He told us. Don't worry. You're gonna be out of there in no time."

"Don't lie."

The paramedic looked at me and smiled, "I'm not. What's your name?"

"Meredith."

"Ok Meredith, we're going to try to take the car door off now, and then we'll be able to get you out of there."

I nodded and waited. I saw them attach a cord to the car door to pull it off in what seemed like slow motion. There was a loud bang, and it was gone. They told me not to move and started to pull me out of the car by the armpits. A stretcher was there waiting for me, and as they gently removed me from the car, I saw people on the sidelines watching, and I wondered what it was about accidents that made people stop and stare?

They placed me on the stretcher and put a brace around my neck. All my hopes for trying to locate Derek were shot down, but I was able to see the car and the blood that had splattered everywhere. The paramedics were telling me to hang on, that they were going to take me to Seattle Grace. They rushed around me and I felt my eyes grow heavy again, and as the ambulance began to move, my only thoughts were of Derek and if he was alright.

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A loud beeping awoke me from my sleep. At first, I thought it was my alarm clock, telling me that it was time to get up and work for 35 hours, but then I remembered what had happened. I opened my eyes and was confronted by the familiar ICU rooms of the Seattle Grace Hospital.

"You're awake." Cristina said.

"Where is he?"

"He's fine," Cristina said as she checked all my vitals, "he checked out today."

"How long have I been out?"

"A couple days."

It was at that moment that I realized I couldn't move my legs. "Cristina. What's wrong with me?"

"Meredith..."

"Cristina, I'm freaking out here."

She looked at me in the eyes and then looked away, "You're paralyzed."

"Permanently?"

"We don't know."

A lone tear fell down my cheek, "Go away."

"Meredith."

"Just go. I need to be alone." Cristina turned and started to walk out of the room, giving me one final glance before leaving my room, and I thought about asking her to stay. I didn't want to be alone... not like this.

I closed my eyes and tried to hold back the tears, trying to reassure myself that this might not be permanent, but I couldn't. I wanted Derek. I needed him here with me.

"Meredith." His voice startled me.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was on crutches and had a bandage on his arm and head. I started to cry harder, "Derek... what happened to me?"

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