A/N: Here is a new part for all of you ;) The first flashback into what happened during the last eight years. I Hope you like it. Have fun reading…
FLASHBACK
Like every other morning Meredith and Derek came to work together. The rumors had stopped a while ago. The nurses had talked their mouths off about the two of them.
But after a year they finally got used to them being a pair. And a little time after that the chitchat had died, too.
Most of the people liked both of them, but as a couple they were just sweet. In public they seemed to be the perfect pair, ever.
Sometimes they were so sweet it started to disgust people, Cristina had become one of them fast. Anyway they were as happy as they looked.
Not, that they did not fight with each other, but both of them were interested to be as reclusive as possible. Even if they had their problems, which did not happen very often, nearly no one noticed ever.
At work they were professional. Sometimes even their close friends did not notice when something was going on. But it was good the way it was.
They appreciated privacy and avoided being noticeable in public.
And so nobody really take notice when they came in this morning.
Meredith and Derek both went into different directions. While Meredith turned to the hallway the residents' locker rooms were in, Derek went straight into his office, both wanting to change into their scrubs.
Meredith was alone in the room, which was very strange, normally all of the hospitals residents would be in here by now, changing and chatting.
But today no one was with her. She wondered, but enjoyed the silence anyway; the day would become loud enough.
When Derek entered the hallway where the attendings had they little offices he immediately noticed something was wrong.
With this strange feeling in his stomach he jumped into his scrubs and threw on his lab coat, hurrying out of it eager to find out what was going on.
But on this floor he did not find someone who could answer him. And so he went to the elevator to go down into the emergency ward.
Soon he saw some of his colleagues flowing in and out of one special room.
"Ah, I found the reason why the hallways are empty." Derek thought to himself.
He went down the last steps which parted him from the room which door was wide open.
Mark went by and saw Derek from the corner of his eyes. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Derek.
"Listen Buddy, don't enter this room. And watch out that Meredith does neither. There is no need she sees what happens in there. Believe me." Mark spoke really fast and hardly took a breath between his words.
Nevertheless Derek found a short break to interrupt him.
"Stop. Stop Mark. Slow down a bit. What's wrong in there and why shouldn't Meredith or I enter this room?" Derek noticed the strange feeling he had before it slowly turned into something fearful, desperate.
And suddenly he knew what, or better who, was in this room. His stomach went upside down and he had the strong desire to vomit right in that hallway.
But he couldn't and he knew it. He was the one who needed to be strong now, for Meredith's sake.
So he took all the strength he had and asked Mark just one single question, which was indeed more a statement then a question at all.
"It is Ellis in there, isn't it?"
Mark responded only by nodding his head slowly. He felt there was no chance to keep Derek form entering the room, and so he backed away and gave Derek a free way.
Derek hesitated for one moment, but moved forward then into the barely lit room in front of him.
What he saw in there was exactly what he had expected.
Ellis Grey was in the only bed which was in the room. Her whole body was connected with monitors and wires were coming out of her here and there.
Her pulse was hardly audible or visible, but her breathing was rather loud and rattled.
The dimmed light gave her face an even paler shade than it already had.
The whole scene broke his heart.
Soon the other doctors noticed he had entered the room, they excused themselves and left the room, to give him a little privacy with her.
However Ellis was unconsciousness and just lay there as if she was lost to a deep sleep. He new better and so he grabbed her file from the bed and read through it with trained eyes.
She had been admitted half an hour ago and they had just examined her completely. It looked like she had experienced a heart attack in the early morning. With the whole case history she had, there were nearly no chances she could recover from this one.
And Derek knew it. He knew there would be no chance at all and she would die sooner or later.
Deep in himself he felt a sign of relief. This would be a faster and less painful dead, than it would have been with her dieing in the cause of Alzheimer's. But there were other things he had to worry about right now.
He had to tell Meredith and he had no clue how to do so. Also he had no clue how she would react to this kind of bad news early in the morning.
He needed to find her, before she found out about this by accident.
With that thought and one last concerned glance to Ellis he hurried out of her room towards the elevators…
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