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Callie's POV

"Meredith?" My scared and shaky voice asked as the woman winched and turned around.

"Callie..." she said before crying into my chest. I held her tightly and cried as well. "Meredith?" Another woman walked towards us. "C-Callie? Thank god" Cristina sighed. "Thank god..." she mumbled as she walked towards the others and got them closer to me. We all hugged and cried and Meredith was still deep in her sobs in my arms.

They all looked horrible. Their skin was no covered by a mixture of blood and dust. They were all noticeably hurt. They all looked pale. They all looked tired. They all looked defeated and exhausted. And they were crying of joy. Crying because they knew that the nightmare was over.

Meredith's POV

Callie. Callie Torres. I was sobbing into the chest of Callie. My friend. My mentor. The one that helped me study for my boards. I cried because I knew she was real. Because I knew she wasn't another hallucination. I sobbed and sobbed as I felt my insides tearing. I knew my state was bad. Very bad. I should have been dead already. But I fought . I fought because I couldn't afford leaving my friends in the woods by theirselves. My body was ignoring the injuries. My mind was pushing the pain. But now? Now someone found us. Now there was someone to defend my friends. They weren't alone anymore. They were found. They were safe.

So my body gave up.

I felt the blood rushing out of my wounds. I felt the same pounding in my head and chest as i did in the first day. I felt my bones breaking. I felt my sobs stop and being replaced by grasping. I knew I was dying. I knew I might never see Derek again. I knew my friends were safe. So I let myself go.

Callie held me. She held me as my head got light and I faded. She held me as my blood soaked her clean shirt. She held me as I passed out. She held me as I heard her screaming for her phone. She held me as she called 911. She held me as the paramedics came. And then she let me go. I heard her. She said she was going to talks to him. I heard her whispering next to my ear. She said I'll be okay. She said she's going to call Derek.

Thank you universe. Thank you for finally letting me be okay.

Derek's POV

I wanted to go look for them. I had no idea how but I was determined to look for them. To help. I couldn't seat in my house and wait for her to pop out if nowhere. I was her savior. He husband. She was the love of my life and I couldn't give up on her.

I was seating at the local police station. I guessed that would be a good place to start. I would go in, yell a bit, cry a bit, talk a bit, and they'll let me on the next searching helicopter. Easy peasy.

It was about 7 am. I wasn't planning on going to the hospital until I find her. I sat at the waiting area for what seemed like decades until a female officer called me.

"I'm looking for mr. shepherd?"

"That's me"

"Officer Samuel will see you in a bit. Room 14b."

"Okay, Thanks"

After a few minutes the woman led me to the room. I sat in front of a male officer, who looked pretty serious, and took a deep breath. Here we go.

"How may I help you, mr. shepherd?"

"I was wondering if you have any information on the flight 769 case" my voice shook.

"Unfortunately I do not. We are about to send some more searching teams to scan the areas in north California and south Oregon, which is where we assume the plane fell down." His voice was harsh and annoyed.

"That's the deal... I'm hoping to join the searching team"

"And why is that?" He sounded confused.

"I'm sorry... I forgot to present myself. My name is doctor Derek shepherd. I'm a neurosurgeon. My wife- Meredith Grey- has been in that flight. She's a surgeon as well. I need to find her." I stated

"I see... I'm sorry, but it's impossible to let a citizen join the search team..."

"Please. If there is someone who can find her, it's me"

"Our teams are well trained and we are very good in our job and-"

"I'm sorry, well trained?! Good at your job?! Today is day five. Five freaking days since I last saw my wife! You are everything but good at your job!" I was tearing now.

"Well..."

"How would you feel if it was you? Your wife or husband or whoever you love? I'm helpless. I need to feel like I'm helping in some sort of way" I was pleading now.

The officer nodded. "Hang on for a second" he left the room.

After a few minutes he came back.

"There is a team leaving in two hours from this address" he said as he handed me a post it "I hope you find her"

"Thank you so much"

"I'm here for you"

I stepped out. Maybe there was hope after all.