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Chapter X – Confession
Bailey met the interns in the corridor. She explained that they were in a hurry, and that they had to prep Meredith for surgery as fast as they could. Derek was the one to operate, and Bailey was going to assist him. The interns protested, but understand that it was for the best if none of them were at the operation. It was hard enough for Derek to do the operation. The interns went to Meredith's room, and when they opened the door, they saw how Derek sat in a chair beside her bed and held her hand. Meredith looked at them when they walked in and Derek got to his feet. He had to get ready for the surgery. He met Meredith's eyes, and she saw that he was nervous. She put her hand on his cheek and looked deeply in to his eyes.
"I trust you." Derek was relieved by her words. He took her hand and kissed it gently, before he left the room. Izzie went up to Meredith.
"He's devastated; I can't believe that he's going to do this surgery." Cristina walked up to them, and she was followed by George.
"It's just a simple operation. You're going to be fine." Meredith looked at her, and noticed that she was worried. She saw it in all of their faces, even Alex. Alex smiled when they looked at each other, and Meredith understood that she had all the support she needed.
They prepped her for surgery, and when she lay on the table, ready for the surgery, Bailey walked in. She smiled a little.
"How are you feeling?"
"Nervous."
"No kidding." She laughed a little and walked up to Meredith. "He's the best, and though he has strong feelings for you, he's going to work as always." Meredith nodded and saw how Derek entered the operation room. The nurses dried his hands with towels and he looked over at her. He put on his gloves and went up to her. He wanted so dearly to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be okay, but she passed out before he could even talk to her.
"What happened?" The panic burst out in the room. Nurses ran around and started to help the doctors. Her heart rate was slowing down and suddenly it stopped. Derek slowly started to shake his head and watched as the nurses and Bailey started to get the paddles ready.
"200! Clear!" They shocked her heart, but nothing happened. "250 clear!" Bailey tried, but couldn't get the heart to start. Derek suddenly took the paddles.
"300! Come on Meredith. Clear!" A slow heart rate showed on the screen, and they all calmed down. The nurses took the paddled and Bailey looked at Derek.
"She's weak." Derek met her look when she said the words, he sighed.
"But if we wait any longer, she could die." Bailey nodded, and understood that he was ready to do this now, and not later.
"Put her down." The operation began and was watched by interns in the observation room. There were doctors too and of course the chief. It was a very good intern in surgery so all of the people in the room held their breaths while the doctor in the OR operated.
The operation ended. And without complications. Now they just had to wait for her to wake up. No one had seen Derek left Meredith's side since the operation. It had been six hours from the operation, and she was still asleep. All her friends had visited her in turns, but no one could make Derek leave the room. The chief had been understanding and had cancelled his surgeries so that he could stay exactly where he was. Derek looked at her and sighed. He'd done the operation, and it had gone well. Now she lay there in the hospital bed with a calm look on her face. Before he had started the operation it had been complications, and she was weak when they started. There could be a while before she woke up. Derek promised himself and Meredith that he was going to sit beside her through the night. He held her hand steadily in his and looked at the clock on the wall. While he was sitting in there, he had no idea on what was happening in the hospital.
Izzie ran through the corridors and she was followed by Alex and Cristina. George saw how they ran past him, and didn't understand what was going on. But he ran after them anyways. Izzie reached her goal and they all saw a man on the floor and a man with a gun in front of him. They all backed up when they saw how the man with the gun started to point it towards them. George's jaw dropped when he saw who it was on the floor. He was shot in the leg and in his shoulder. Mark coughed carefully and looked straight up on the ceiling. Addison stood in the corner of the corridor with her face buried in her hands. Nurses and doctors had gathered to see what was happening. Burke and Bailey came running, and stopped next to the interns. Burke took a deep breath and held up a hand to calm the shooter down.
"You have to let us help him." The shooter shook his head. He had a black coat on him and a hood over his head. You could discern small parts of his face, but most of it was covered up by a black cloth.
"He destroyed me, and made me suffer. He has to make up for what he has done." The man turned to Mark once more and walked closer. Mark closed his eyes to ignore the man's piercing look, but when the gun was pressed against his forehead, he had to look at the man that probably was going to kill him.
"Remember me, Dr. Sloane?" The man revealed his face, and Mark looked away. "Yes, you do remember, don't you?" He leaned in closer. "You killed my wife." He straightened up and looked over at Burke. "He killed my wife. Why should I let you help him?" Burke looked over at Mark, who was getting weaker by every minute. Bailey looked at the man.
"Do you really think this is how your wife wanted you to do this?" The man turned to her and gave her an angry glare. He didn't like her or any of the doctors around him. Addison had tried to help Mark, but she'd been pushed away. Alex stepped forward and Izzie placed a hand on his arm to stop him, but the shooter got interested in what he was doing. He looked at him and Alex met his look.
"If you don't let us help this man, you will be accused for murder and get locked up for a long time. I wouldn't mind, I think you deserve the worst, but think about your life. Do you have kids?" The man stared at him and nodded slowly. He leered at Mark on the floor. "Well, another reason for you to drop the gun and let us help him." Alex stood close to the man, and the man just looked at him. Suddenly he raised the gun to Alex forehead and unsecured it.
Derek leaned forward and looked at Meredith's pale face and small body. He'd noticed some unusual breathing, but it wasn't dangerous at the time. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"You have to get through this." It was more of a statement for him to keep thinking everything was okay. Her condition wasn't dangerous anymore, but still, every minute she slept he got more worried. She should've woke up by now. He smiled mildly and looked at her. He thought about her smile and her eyesand everything he loved about her. That's when he decided that he was going to do everything possible to get her back, and never let her go again.
Alex felt the sweat drop from his neck. The gun had been resting on his forehead for a minute or two and the man's hand was shaking. He didn't know if he was shaking of frustration or fear, but all the faces around him held their breath and waited for the shooter's next move. Mark coughed and felt weaker and weaker. Addison looked at him, and saw that the man had his back turned on them. She moved closer to Mark and he noticed her movement. He stretched out his hand to stop her and shook his head slowly. You could see the trace of the tears that had fell down her cheeks. The shooter turned to her.
"Don't move!" Addison sighed and looked at him.
"Just let us help him!" The man heard the desperation in her voice and started to think. He had begged like that once. And then it had been his love that had been dying. He swallowed the lump in his throat and Alex saw that he loosened his grip around the gun. The man looked down on the floor and let go of everything. The gun fell to the floor and he fell to his knees. The police came running down the hall and saw how Alex kicked away the gun from the man. All the doctors ran up to Mark's body and a nurse fetched a stretcher. The police took care of the speechless man. Addison watched them take him away, and when the nurses started to move Mark, she got back to reality. Alex calmed down and took a deep breath. Izzie walked up to him.
"Why the hell did you do that? You could've been killed." Alex gave her a tired look and walked away. George and Cristina shook their heads when they saw Mark's stretcher disappear around the corner.
"That was too much action for just one day. I need a break." Cristina turned her back on them and walked towards the locker-rooms. George sighed.
"Yeah, that was something. Do you think he'll make it?" Izzie met his look.
"We can only hope." Bailey walked up to them.
"Come on people, we need help on Dr. Sloane's operation now. Stevens scrub in, and O'Malley fetch Shepherd." Izzie followed Bailey and George walked towards Meredith's room.
Derek sighed deeply and leaned back in the chair. He'd been sitting there for a long time now. He was hungry and needed sleep, but he didn't plan to leave her. He could barely hold his eyes open and had to give up and get some sleep. He would notice when she woke up. When he finally closed his eyes, the door opened and George walked in. Derek looked at him, and George saw that he was very tired.
"Dr. Shepherd, they need you." Derek sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. A yawn left his mouth and he got to his feet.
"What is it about?"
"The shooting." Derek thought he heard wrong at first.
"What shooting?"
"They didn't tell you? Mark Sloane got shot in the corridor. They got the shooter now, but..."
"Stay with her." Derek ran out of the room and George watched
"In OR 3!" He yelled and Derek ran towards it. He saw Addison outside the scrub room. She sat on the floor, leaned against the wall, with her face buried in her hands.
"What happened?" Addison looked up when she heard his voice and got to her feet. She threw herself in his arms, and he held her tight.
"A man just walked up to him." The sobbing came between the lines and she had to take some deep breaths to continue. "And shot him in the leg and in the shoulder." Derek tried to calm her down, and saw that Bailey came out of the scrub room. She stopped for a second and let Derek comfort Addison.
"Addison, look at me." She let him go and looked at him. Derek saw that she was devastated and he understood. He saw the same fear that he had had when he'd seen Meredith this morning. She loved Mark, and he obviously loved her. "It's going to be okay." She nodded slowly and he gave her a small and comforting smile before he nodded and walked up to Bailey. Bailey led him in to the OR. Now they had to struggle hard to save the victim's life.
Alex sat on the bench in the locker-room and saw how Cristina walked in through the door. She slowly shook her head at him but he didn't care to do anything back at her.
"Evil spawn, I can't believe you just walked up to that man. He could've pulled the trigger, and boom." Alex looked up at her while she opened her locker.
"Don't you think I know that? Especially while he held the damn gun to my head."
"Hey, take it easy. It was your choice." Cristina rolled her eyes and closed her locker and held a candy bar in her hand. She sat down beside Alex and took a bite. Alex took a deep breath.
"I don't even know why I did it."
"Figured." Cristina mumbled between the chewing.
"I think..." He hesitated and looked over at Cristina who was chewing all the candy she could get in to her mouth. He sighed deeply and got to his feet. He walked out of the room and left Cristina with her candy bar paper.
Opening your eyes and meet the light from the white walls and the lamps in the room was an awful thing. Everything was spinning and she thought she was going to fall of her bed. She closed her eyes fast and tried to ignore the headache and the weakness. She heard the sound from the EKG but except for that it was silent in the room. She carefully opened her eyes again and coughed a little. A man walked up to her, and she recognized that face.
"You're awake." George sounded relieved by her awakening. Meredith gave him a smile and looked around in the room. She had expected to see Derek, but he wasn't there. She felt silly for even think the thought. He'd done his job, now it was up for her to get through the recovery. The door opened and Izzie and Cristina came in to the room. They saw that she was awake and smiles grew on their faces. Izzie went up to her.
"Welcome back." Cristina walked up to the bed.
"At least you still have your hair." Meredith had noticed that underneath the bandage that covered her head there was still hair. "The aneurysm was situated the way that we didn't need to cut your blonde hair of."
"That was kind of you." They heard that she was weak and tired. And though she tried to hide her disappointment of him not being there, they all could see a small blend of sadness in her eyes. She coughed to clear her throat and asked for water. George fetched it and gave it to her.
"How long have I've been out."
"For 7 hours. But it's normal." Izzie confirmed. Meredith gave them a small smile.
"He sat here for 6 of them." Cristina said, and when the words left her mouth, Meredith met her eyes. How could she know Meredith was thinking about him? Well, she always did obviously. It was wrong, but she couldn't help to want him to be there for her. "There was some action when you were out though. A man walked in here and shot McSteamy for killing his wife." Cristina just talked like they were having a lunch. Meredith stared at her in shock.
"Someone shot him?"
"Yeah. McDreamy is operating now." Cristina sat down in the chair beside the bed and put her feet on the bed. Izzie and George sighed at Cristina's behaviour and looked at Meredith. Izzie smiled a little.
"But you're awake. How are you feeling? You scared us there for a while." Meredith looked over at Izzie.
"I'm fine." She didn't mean to say it so coldly, but it just came out. All the information she'd got now was circling through her head. Izzie, George and Cristina exchanged looks and decided to let her rest.
"We'll come back later, Mer." Meredith looked at them and nodded slowly when they walked out the door.
Derek walked out of the OR and met Addison in the corridor. She tried to figure out how the operation had gone. A small smile showed on his face, and it wasn't one of those sad, comforting smiles. Addison felt how the tears grew in her eyes and Derek walked up to her.
"He's stable for the moment." Addison smiled behind the tears.
"Thank you." She managed to say. Derek nodded quietly and opened his mouth to say something, but Addison wanted to start.
"I asked him to come."
"I heard."
"Because this, us, is obviously not working. I need love, Derek. And you have already given it away to someone else." Addison tried to say everything she wanted to say as fast as she could, and Derek did understand. "I love you, Derek, but I can't handle this anymore. It can't work, you're already thinking it, and I'm just saying it." Derek smiled sadly at her and nodded.
"I know" He looked at her and tried to figure out what went wrong. But he knew that it was long gone before Mark and Meredith came in to the picture. "At least we tried."
"We did." Addison watched him stand in front of her with those sad eyes. "Goodbye, Derek." She had finally ended it. By those words, it was over. Her marriage was over and she didn't have to pretend anymore.
Derek watched her leave him in the corridor. He nodded slightly and turned to walk away. He met Cristina on the way and he saw that she had something she wanted to tell him.
"Dr. Shepherd."
"Yang."
"She's awake." That was the only words she had to say to him. He smiled a thankful smile.
"Thank you." He walked away from her and towards the room. When he reached it, he saw Addison enter. He stopped and looked suspiciously at her before she closed the door behind her and Derek just had to wait.
Addison walked in to the room and met Meredith's tired eyes. She smiled friendly and walked up to the bed. Meredith didn't understand why she was there, but she could notice that she'd been crying.
"How are you feeling?" Addison began slightly. Meredith hesitated a little.
"I've been better." Addison smiled at the words and Meredith watched as she sat down in the chair next to her. Addison looked down at the floor at first and Meredith thought it was an uncomfortable silence between them. But after a few seconds, she knew she had to say something about Mark.
"I'm sorry about Dr. Sloan." Addison looked up at her and smiled as a thank you.
"Thank you." She took a deep breath. "Meredith, I just want to say I'm sorry. For everything. I came in to your lives and destroyed what you had built up. I've actually never seen Derek that happy since the first years of our marriage. I care for him, I really do. If he's happy, I will be eventually, even though he's not with me. I didn't come here to ask you to love him, but just to tell you that I've never seen him as happy as he is when he's with you." Meredith didn't mean to stare, but when she heard Addison tell her this, she couldn't help it. Addison saw that she was speechless at the moment so she just got to her feet and looked at her. "I hope you get better. Bye, Dr. Grey." She turned around and walked up to the door. Meredith finally stopped staring and opened her mouth.
"Addison." Addison turned around to look at her. "Thank you." She smiled friendly when she heard the words and she heard that Meredith really meant those words. She turned to the door and sighed with relief before she exited the room.
Well, here you go. I'll have another chapter up soon. I hope you enjoyed this one. I don't know where I'm going to take this story, but maybe I have to start on a new. I don't know, it feels like I'm kind of making it boring. You decide. Please review your thoughts.