I sat at the nurses station in the SICU with my elbows propped up on the desk and my head in my hands .At first, I had tried looking like I was doing something productive. But the chart in front of me had long since been disregarded. Through the glass windows I could see Meredith's battered, bandaged, intubated body lying in the bed. Lexie and Cristina were sitting on wither side of the bed in the hospital provided chairs. I could see Alex's shoulder through the glass as he was sitting in one of the spinning chairs in the corner. As I stared blankly at the scene in front of me I tried to get a handle on the merry go round that was my thoughts. I was mad at the chief for letting Meredith off the hook. It was her stupid actions and she should pay the consequences. But the chief had a point about coercing her. And getting hit by a car plus the possibility of getting Alzheimer's were some hellish consequences. But these all affected him too. And my, our, daughter got taken away which was her fault because she forced him to run right? But she had tried to fix what she had broke and he'd shut her down. I ran my hand through my hair for probably the thousandth time. I jumped when someone laid a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see Owen standing behind me.

"Sorry I din't mean to startle you but the police want to talk to you." Owen told me.

"Okay where are they?" I asked standing up.

"The conference room near the elevators" He pointed in the general direction. I started to leave when Owen caught me by the arm. 'I'm uh, sorry...About all this. If I had know that this would've happened..." He gestured towards Meredith's room. "I would've kept my mouth shut." I nodded not really. knowing what say.

"I uh, yeah I..." I trailed off and turned on me heel heading to the conference room leaving the sentence in the air.


When I entered the conference room, I saw to policemen sitting behind the table. I vaguely recognized one of them from previous cases involving criminals. Ad I entered they stood and introduced themselves. The one I vaguely recognized spoke first.

"Dr. Shepherd I'm Detective Kowler, we've met before and this is my colleague Officer Dayforth. We have a few questions regarding your wife and her accident." I nodded and took a seat across from them at the table. They pulled out a recorder and shuffled a few papers around before they turned their attention back to me.

"How would you describe your relationship with your wife?" Officer Dayforth asked. I sighed rubbing my hands over my face.

"On a regular basis we are generally very happy and in love with one another. Recently we've been trying to adopt. But we had a fight over an event here at work so I've been rather cold towards her as of late." I replied honestly. There was no point in sugarcoating, all her friends would be calling him a selfish bastard and blame this indirectly on him.

"Okay good" The detective said jotting down some notes. "Now can you tell me where you were around 9:30 this morning?" I thought about it for a second.

"I was in surgery performing a craniotomy on a male patient with hydrocephalus." I said giving as much detail as I could. It was the truth and they could see that in the records. Both officers nodded as they scribbled down a few more notes.

"Good so your story lines up, not that you were a suspect in the first place, but either way you're clear." Detective Kolwer informed me. "At the scene we were able to recover your wife's car keys and wallet. They provided no evidence so we can return them to you." I nodded taking the two items in my hands. The keys to her Honda were at scuffed up but overall intact. He wallet was ripped on one of the corners and there was some gravel still clinging to the blue fabric. Nevertheless you could still clearly make out her photo on her driver's license in the clear ID slot on the front of the wallet. Officer Dayforth spoke up pulling me from my thoughts.

"We'd like to investigate inside the car for any evidence or understanding is to why she was where she was when the accident occurred. However we don't have a warrent so we need you to come with us."

"I yeah uh okay. Do you...do you know anything yet? About why this..." I trailed off genuinely curious is to how someone could hit Meredith with a car and drive away.

"It appears as though it was simply an accident without any rhyme or reason." Detective Kowler explained. "One of the nearby witnesses got the plate and we have a few descriptions of the car so we should be able to catch the person. They will be tried and it's up to you and Dr. Grey if you want to press charges." I nodded.

"Okay so where did this happen?" I asked standing up. The officers followed suit.

"The accident occurred on Royals Street. We need you to ID her car for us." and with that we filed out of the conference room.


I looked out the window in the back of the police cruiser. Even if I wasn't a criminal I still had to ride in the back. It reminded me of my speeding days, when Meredith was doing her best to keep everything and everyone together and I was oblivious and selfish. Apparently I did that a lot. As we turned onto Royals Street the cruiser slowed and I sat up more alert keeping a look out for Meredith;s dark blue Honda. It didn't take to long for me to spot it right in front of one of a furniture store.

"That's it" I pointed towards the car. The officers nodded and pulled over. I was let out of the car and walked over to her car double checking the license plate. After confirming it was indeed Meredith's car I pulled the keys from my pocket. Officer Dayforth was still taking notes but Detective Kowler gave me an encouraging nod. I pressed the button to unlock the car. As I heard the click I reached over and opened the passenger door. Her tote bag sat in the passenger seat. Her car looked like it normally did. There was an empty travel mug in one of the cup holders. Her phone charger sat coiled up in the other one. As if reading my mind the officer spoke up.

"We haven't found her phone. We think it was destroyed in the accident."I nodded and continued looking through her the center console there were a few napkins, a pack of gum, some tampons, and a few other things. What caught my eye was a list sitting on the dashboard. I picked it up and looked at top it read Zola in Meredith's neat handwriting. Below it there's a list of things ranging from a bath seat to baby food to a crib. Some of the items are crossed off. A little below that it reads Me and it's simple things like hair elastics and hand lotion. The thing that catches my eye though was my name scrawled at the bottom. There are only a few thing written like shampoo and razors but that's not what makes my eyes water. It's the simple fact that she hadn't given up on me coming home. This piled on top of my guilt because I had almost completely given up on her. I was pulled from my thoughts when one the officers began whispering quietly to each other.

"It looks like she was shopping." I said handing the list over to them. They take it and scrutinize it before adding it to the case folder.

"Thank you Dr. Shepherd, we've gotten everything we needed. You are free to take the car." Detective Kowler told me shaking my hand Officer Dayforth did the same before they both got bac kin the squad car leaving me with the car. I slammed the passenger door before walking around the car and getting in the driver's side/ Without thinking twice I put the key in the slot and just drove.

A/N So a lot of you have been asking who the driver is. They aren't anyone special looking for revenge or anything like that. They just made a bad judgement call and almost killed a person. Anywho Derek has begun to realize his epic screw up. I promise Meredith will live but not without complications. Leave a review because they make me happy.