Derek stood in the doorway to their room. The sunlight shone through their window and lit up the room.
Meredith lay in the bed with her back to him. She stared out the open window. Her eyes were glazed over, spacing out.
Izzie and Alex had eventually woken up and Izzie came running into the room while Alex wobbled in after her. Izzie's eyes had gone wide as she took in the scene before her.
Meredith had been sobbing and Derek cried softly and they were both covered in blood. It took Izzie a moment to understand. She didn't get it until she saw Derek's eyes. She read the loss in them. She knew.
"I'll go turn the shower on," Izzie stated.
Alex was frozen in the doorway. After a moment he walked into their closet and started to dig for different clothes for Meredith to wear.
After a minute Izze walked out of the bathroom and nodded at Derek who helped Meredith out of bed, unable to carry her due to his gun shot wound. Besides the crying Meredith made no sound. Tears continued to run down her cheeks.
Izzie immidiately ran over to Derek who struggled to hold Meredith up. Meredith couldn't stand straight.
They guided her into the bathroom and over to the shower. "Thank you so much Izzie. I have it from here," Derek said softly.
Izzie nodded and left the bathroom. Derek helped Meredith out of her bloody pajamas and into the shower. He stepped in after her and stripped out of his clothes as well and let the blood rinse off of both of them. As much as it hurt him he held Meredith up to make sure she wouldn't fall.
After pretty musch all of the blood had been rinsed off Derek helped Meredith out of the shower and he wrapped a towel around each of them that Izzie had left out for them.
He helped Meredith back into their room and got ready to change the sheets. But he found there was already new sheets and fresh clothes sitting on the bed. The bleeding had mostly stopped. Meredith sighed and finally started to move. She grabbed a pad that Izzie left on the dresser for her, just in case she started to bleed again.
Once they were changed, Derek pulled the blanket over them both of them and just held Meredith.
"I love you," Derek whispered.
Meredith had mumbled something else inconherent and then fell asleep.
Derek finally sighed and stepped out from the doorway.
"Meredith," Derek whispered, walking into the room.
She squeezed her eyes shut when she heard Derek enter.
"Meredith," Derek repeated.
He finally edge and sat down on the side of the bed. He brushed some of Meredith's hair away from her face with his fingers.
Meredith bearly moved at all.
"I know you're upset," Derek murmured softly.
Meredith didn't respond. Derek rubbed her back softly. "Please talk to me," he begged. "Or atleast look at me."
Meredith slowly rolled over and face Derek. He looked into her eyes, a soft expression on his face.
"I love you," he whispered.
Meredith blinked once before opening her mouth. Her voice was hoarse. "I'm so sorry," she mumbled. "So sorry I lost it."
"You didn't lose it," Derek murmured. "It happens."
"Twice?" Meredith demanded, tears now running down her cheeks. "I lost two of them! Two miscarriages Derek. I lost two babies! And I almost freaking lost you too!"
"But you didn't," Derek murmured lightly, a soft smile gracing his lips.
Meredith closed her eyes and let out a deep breath.
"You were still having nightmares," Derek pointed out.
Meredith nodded. "I didn't wan to upset you," she said, her voice bearly a whisper.
"Will you please get out of bed and come join us downstairs? Izzie and Alex are very worried about you."
Meredith let out a soft sigh. "No. I-
"Come on Mer. It'll happen again. We'll have a huge family. We'll be happy. I promise."
He held out his hand and Meredith hesitated before taking it.
Cristina walked into the living room and saw Owen sitting there. "Mer just called. She She lost the baby," Cristina said glumly.
Owen looked up at her. "I'm sorry," he said, but his attention was gone in seconds.
He began to roll his shoulder. "It's still bothering you?" Cristina worried.
"It's nothing!" Owen insisted.
"It is not nothing!" Cristina finally snapped. "I am tired of you pushing it off as nothing. You will not opperate on anybody with that shoulder of yours? Do you understand me?" Cristina demanded.
Owen's eyes widened but he nodded reluctantly.
Izzie carried a cup of cofee over to Alex. They sat in silence, still thinking about the previous night.
"Iz?" Alex finally questioned.
"I'm so worried about her," Izzie admitted.
"She's Mer," Alex said. "She'll get through this. She can get through anything.
A/N: So it's getting better. i promise I will make it up to you in the next chapter
