Alex stood at the bed looking down at his best friend. He knew the exact words that would come out of her mouth if she were awake. She would roll her eyes and yell at him for staring. He let out a little smirk then couldn't help the tears that began falling down his face.

"Meredith", Alex started "I understand that you may be feeling tired and ready to give up. Unfortunately, that is exactly why you have to do the opposite. By doing the opposite you will prove to the world that just when Meredith looks as though she is giving up; she reverses the tables and fights like hell. You once told me that your mom thought you were not capable of completing anything. Well, guess what, now is your chance to prove her wrong. You can show her that Meredith does not give up. That you are nothing like her. Please.."

He gently sat down next to her in the bed. He wanted to beg her to fight for him. That he didn't believe that people like them ever got the fairy tale ending. Instead he reached for her hand and held on for dear life. Hoping that by holding her hand she would know that she wasn't alone. For the first time in his life he had a family that was made up of every type of person. Izzy the funny romantic; Christina the self reliant, never let anyone get the best of her, determined to make it as the best surgeon; George the puppy faced boy who believed in love, and of course Meredith the only one of the four who truly understood him. These four were his family and no one would take them away; not even a tumor that was wrapped up inside of Merediths head.

He kissed the top of her head. "I'll be waiting when you wake up." he whispered.

Izzy waited until Alex left the room before she proceeded inside.

"Hey"

Izzy sat down in the same spot that was occupied by Alex. "You are going to be fine. When you wake up after the surgery I will have the biggest muffin waiting for you. Also, I think a certain surgeon will be waiting on you. No I am not talking about George.", Izzy laughed.

"I love you Meredith. You are going to be okay."

Izzy believed it with every ounce her soul. She didn't want to believe anything else.

"I have to let everyone else come in. So, I love you."

She kissed the top of Merediths head before climbing off of the bed and walking outside.

Christina stared at the chart in her hand. "It's probably for the best that you're not awake. You would have one hell of a headache. I tried to be a part of the surgery. Unfortunately, no one wants me in there. Listen, I want to trust Derek with your care. It's just that he looks like hell. I mean I think he fell hard. If you want a chance to find out then you have to fight. You hear me?"

Christina looked around after realizing her voice was a little loud. "I will watch him remove the tumor from the gallery. I have always wanted to watch this type of surgery."

"Look, you know that I don't do the hug thing. What the hell", Christina walked over beside the bed. She looked to make sure that no one was looking inside the room.

She leaned over and gave her best friend a quick hug.

George stood at the door to Meredith room. He wanted to walk over to the bed and take a hold of her hand. To let her know that he was here and that he needed her to fight like hell. Unfortunately, his feet wouldn't allow him to move. He felt as if they were covered in cement. He watched everyone else as they placed kisses on her forehead. He didn't want to feel as if this was goodbye. The Meredith Grey that he loved was a fighter and would come through this. It would just be another scar that would showed the places that she had been and the fight she gave to get through it. No he would wait until she was out of surgery and then he would kiss her. He whispered his love softly, "I love you Meredith."

Derek took his time as he prepared for himself for the surgery. His body felt numb as he watched the interns bring Meredith into the operating room. He closed his eyes for a moment trying to remember the last time he felt at such a loss. He had to fight the fear and pull himself together; Meredith deserved the best surgeon on her surgery and he was that surgeon. He took one last breath as he walked into the operating room. He looked up at the gallery and noticed all of her friends seated in the chairs. They would never regret bringing her to this hospital. He would remove the tumor and she would return to her healthy state of mind. He smiled at the group in the gallery as he walked over to the table. "It's a great day to save a life."