Hello! Thanks for all the reviews on the previous chapter; they really encourage me to continue. This chapter focuses on Derek more than Meredith but I hope you still enjoy it! Please read and review! Thank you! 

There was fire, everywhere. Smoke was blocking his view; his lungs were collapsing because he couldn't breathe in fresh air. He couldn't see her, but he could hear her. He could hear her screaming. And it was the worse sound in the world, he couldn't save her. He was screaming her name but nothing was coming out. He couldn't reach out and save her then everything went black…

Derek jerked away. He was sweating all over and his breathing was really heavy. He had just had the worst nightmare ever. He stared around at his surroundings. He was in a hospital bed. Nothing was making sense to him. Then it all came flooding back. Fire, Meredith, Danger. It hadn't been a nightmare it was reality. His head had been stitched up and he had been given medication to stop the pain. Unfortunately the medication was making him sleepy and he couldn't help but close his eyes. He wanted more than anything to go and see Meredith but they wouldn't let him near her. No one was allowed to see her the now. This meant she was in a dangerous state; all he had to do was lie here and wait for news. He had never felt so helpless. He was always the one in control and the one to save a persons life and now he was being told to stay here and wait. For once in his life Derek understood how it felt to be an anxious relative of a patient. He would usually call the relatives of patients impatient because they were always demanding answers and would never just sit and wait. But now Derek totally understood why. Because the not knowing if she was going to survive or not was killing him. He sighed and leaned his head back on the pillow in defeat.

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Addison had been watching from the window of the hospital room. She watched her husband as he called out for another woman. She knew he was suffering. He would never get over this if Meredith didn't survive. He was having nightmares already. She didn't know what to do; she wanted to go and hold him in her arms and tell him everything was going to be okay. But she stayed glued to the spot. She didn't know if he would want her, he had clearly shown today that he loved Meredith Grey. Addison knew that this was the end of her marriage but yet she still wanted to be with him. She opened the door quietly and gazed at her husband. He didn't look up or move in any way at all. He just lay there, like he wasn't alive.

"Derek..." she whispered

There was no response; she had expected this. She sighed and tried again.

"Derek, I know you're upset, I just want to make sure your okay."

"I'm fine" was the reply.

Addison was quite shocked, he didn't sound like Derek. His voice was dull and had no feeling to it. It was hollow.

"I have news on Meredith."

At this Derek shot up and stared at Addison. He couldn't work out if she was just saying this to get his attention or if she was being genuine.

"She isn't badly injured, she has a few quite bad burns on her legs but she'll be okay…"

"If she ever wakes up…" Derek finished Addison's sentence.

He was right, Meredith was in a coma and all that had to be done now was her to open her eyes. The doctors were monitoring her but they said it was now up to Meredith. If she was going to survive it had to be Meredith to open her eyes. The doctors were remaining hopeful and they had told Addison to give the news to Derek and her doctor would be along to talk to him very soon.

"I don't know what to do…if she…if she…doesn't wake up…" choked Derek.

He knew Addison wasn't the right person to be telling this to but he felt he had to talk to someone.

"Derek, don't think like that, she will be fine. C'mon it's Meredith Grey we're talking about here. She'll pull through, she always does."

"I'm sorry Addison, about everything. I didn't mean to hurt you or Meredith. I thought I was doing the right thing by going back to you but I was just hurting the both of you. Now, I think I've lost Meredith and I never got to tell her how I feel. "

Derek was breaking down right in front of Addison's eyes. She could see that a huge weight had been lifted from him by telling her how he really felt. Without thinking, Addison wrapped her arms around Derek and comforted him. Derek leaned his head against her and began to cry.

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Addison exited Derek's room where he had fallen asleep again. The medication he was on was making him so sleepily that Addison told him to rest before he went to see Meredith. As she was walking down the corridor she wiped a tear away that was rolling down her cheek. She was worried about Meredith even though a lot of people thought she would be glad if she didn't pull through. But she wanted her to get better because she didn't hate her, she actually quite liked her. Also for her husband's sake she wished she would get better soon. As she turned the corner towards the visitor's waiting room she bumped into someone. She quickly wiped the tears and looked up to apologise to the stranger. Though it wasn't a stranger….

"Mark…" she gasped.