Derek

Derek opened his eyes and he could smell the heavy scent of smoke that was spinning around him. He began to cough drastically and he suddenly he remembered Meredith running out of his office.

"Meredith!" he growled, jumping up.

He looked over the cat walk and saw the fire growing, covering the entire hospital floor. What had happened?

"Meredith!" he yelled. "Where are you?"

There was a sudden loud cracking sound. Derek looked down at his feet and right underneith of him there was a crack beginning to form on the floor. He gapsed and jumped back, tripping as he did so.

The crack grew bigger and bigger and the fire continued to burn it. Before he knew it a peice of the floor fell out and hit the floor all the way below the cat walk. Derek gasped loudly and turned, trying to run, but the crack met up under his feet. He jumped and rolled through the open door at the end of the catwalk right before it collapsed completely.

He lay on the ground, catching his breath when he realized that his arm was burning. He screamed and slapped his arm until he put the fire out.

He pushed himself off of the ground and quickly began to run through the heated monstor of a maze.

Hailey

"Wow," Hailey said slowly. "That's so crazy with how he communicated with you and everything... that's so weird."

Alex looked fearfully at the fire as it grew closer to them. "Hailey," he whispered.

"Yeah, Alex?"

"How much strength do you have left in you?" Alex asked.

"Why?"

"If you can just pull us into the staircase... maybe we can get away from the fire and live for a little while longer."

Hailey pondered this for a moment before looking doubtfully at Alex. "I can try," she whispered.

Alex gave her a weak smile as she walked around him and slippe dher hands under his shoulders. He growled out in pain as she moved his back.

"I'm sorry," Hailey cried. "I'm trying to help."

"It's okay," Alex grunted.

Hailey slowly dragged him across the floor and cried out as well as she did so. Sweat beaded on her pulled him just through the doorway to the staircase before collapsing beside him, her energy waisted.

"You did good kid," Alex panted.

Hailey was crying softly beside him, trying to catch her breath. "I hate being weak," Hailey cried. "I used to play soccer. I was happy! I was great! Lately I've been feeling weak! I never understood why that was until now. Everyone always got mad at me for complaning to much..." she trailed off, looking at Alex. "I have a boyfriend you know," Hailey whispered.

Alex turned to look at her.

"His name is Adam, and I love him," Hailey said. " I don't knkow how much yu really care but... you told me your story... so I figure..." she shook her head again. "I didn't tell him I have cancer. He is away on vacation and I didn't want him coming back just for me. And now he'll never know."

Alex sighed. "You are depressing me," he admitted.

Hailey chuckled humorlessly. "He told me he loves me!" Hailey exclaimed, still laughing like a crazy person. "And the worst part is, I never said it back. He had put his fingers to my lips and told me not to respond until I was possitive of my answer! Andnow I'm possitive! And now I can never tell him!"

Alex exhaled very slowly. "I'm sorry kid," he said softly. "I am so, so sorry."

"I miss him," Hailey whispered.

"I miss Izzie," Alex responded. "You know, I was on the phone with her before when the explosion happened... which meant she heard... which means... she thinks I... which mean she wouldn't be paying attention to the... oh crap," Alex stammered.

"What?" Hailey demanded.

Alex saw a shadow move from the corner of his eye and his eyes widened when he realized it was George warning him... which meant his theory was right.

"Izzie," Alex gasped.

He jolted upwards as fear surjed through him and the pain became so strong that his eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed onto the floor, unconcious.

"Alex?" Hailey questioned.

No answer.

"Dr. Karev!" she shreiked.

She began sobbing even when he didn't answer and she was left alone with the silence, afraid.

That's when she heard the scream.

"Help!" Hailey called. "Help please!"

Cristina

Cristina heard a strange sound coming from somewhere in the staircase. It was drowned out by the crackling of the fire.

Was it a person she had heard? Only one way to find out.

Cristina began to limp up the stairs, but she didn't have enough luck to get her very far. The pain was so strong that she doubled over and fell onto the steps.

She began to crawl up the steps, trying to get as far up as she could when suddenly Crash!

She jumped in surprise and screamed.

The ceiling in the entrence of the building had caved in. It wouldn't be long until the rest of the building was doing the same thing.

Crisitna thought about Izzie's vision and how the ceiling had collapsed onto her. She could only hope that Izzie wasn't under it.

Suddenly she heard a soft voice screaming something.

Cristina began to crawl faster, ignoring her back which was screaming in pain.

Outside The Hospital

"You have to go in and help her! Somebody please!" Owen was begging as he watched the fire spread.

"Meredith is in there too," Richard added.

The fireman nodded slowly before calling to the others.

Owen looked back at the building desperately and jumped when there was a sudden crap. The ceiling of the entrence suddenly caved in.

"Cristina!" Owen screamed while Richard yelled: "No!"

Everyone standing outside suddenly grew silent as they watched the hospital fall apart before their eyes.

Meredith

"We're really gonna die," Meredith whispered.

"It sucks," Mark agreed.

"If got another chance at life, what would you have done that you never got to do?" Meredith whispered.

Mark pondered this for a moment before chuckeling. Meredith gave him an incredulous look.

"You know, when Karev was dying he told me to eat more bacon and have more sex. I should have listened to him."

Meredith laughed silently. "Wow, of all the things you would do...

"I would have just sucked up the fear and proposed to Lexie," Mark murmured. "That's what I wish would have happened."

He stroked Lexie's hair softly. "You were going to propose?" Meredith gasped.

"What do you think I was doing in the basement anyway?"

"I... don't know," Meredith admitted.

"I wanted to propose. I needed a quiet place to practice proposing to her. I wasn't sure how to say it."

Meredith looked at the ground. "You could have just taken her to dinner, pulled out a ring and said, 'Will you marry me?'"

Mark chuckled. "It ain't that simple Grey. That's not romantic at all. How did Derek propose to you again?"

Meredith's eyes teered up at Derek's name. "I had refused him so many times, thinking he wasn't ready. He was still all depressed about losing that patient. So he filled an elevator with CAT- scans of all the brain sureries we had done that meant something to us. He told me he wasn't going to ask a question, wasn't going to get down on one knee. He said he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me."

"And I should just ask her?" Mark chuckled.

Meredith rolled her eyes, smiling at the memory.

"I would do anything," she whispered, feeling tears run down her face. "Just to hear his voice again."

Mark pu his hand on top of hers. "It will be okay Meredith."

"Derek could have been in that fire. He could be dead. We're going to die. How is that okay?"

Mark shrugged. "He's my best friend Meredith. I'm fear for him too. But... what can we do now? Just think of it this way, you got to really live. You married the love of your life... in your own little strange, post it wedding way. But my point is that you really got to live."

Meredith wiped her eyes. "I'm not sure if you knew, but I'm pregnant."

Mark's eyes widened. "Derek never told me."

"He never really had a chance. He was on-call. He was busy being chief. But I'm pregnant. And we were going to build our dream house together. And we were going to die in each other's arms at one hundred and ten years old. And after all this progress we made, after I got past the dark and twisty, after all the deaths we some how managed to avoid, the shootings, it just ends like this. Dying in a basement with my husbands best friend and my bearly breathing half-sister. That's not really the way I wanted it to end."

"Did you really expect to live until one hundred and ten?" Mark whispered, trying to cheer her up.

"Oh! I give up!" Meredith spat.

Mark let out a heavy sigh. "I'm not really good with this stuff, I'm afraid," Mark sighed. "You know, I wanted to have children. But we never got to that."

"I'm sorry," Meredith whispered.

Mark put his hand on Meredith's shoulder and rubbed it gently as she cried softly. She put her head on Mark's shoulder and sighed, watching the fire growing bigger and bigger, already reaching the bottom step.

Suddenly Meredith could have sworn she head something. She ignored it until she heard it the second time.

"Did you hear that?" she asked Mark, lifting her head from his shoulder.

"Hear what?" Mark questioned.

Suddenly she heard it again and she turned her head sharply to Mark. "That!" she said.

She turned to the pile of concrete and pressed her ear against it, listening for the sound. This time it was much louder.

Meredith looked at Mark increduosly. He had an eyebrow raised. "I hear it that time," he said. "What is that?"

Mark slowly pulled Lexie off of his lap and made sure that her breathing was okay before he stood up and walked over to Meredith. He pressed his ear against the pile of rocks and concrete as well.

The sound was even louder the next time and it was followed by a soft clicking sound.

Mark and Meredith looked at each other strangely. "I definately hear that," Mark whispered, confused.

They heard it again, this time much clearer. It was a voice followed by footsteps, and it was headed straight for them.

Both of their eyes widened. Was this their path to safety. Could they get out alive.

The next time they heard the voice they heard what it was saying. 'Meredith!' it screamed. 'Meredith!'

Meredith knew that voice. She would know it anywhere.

"Derek!" she shrieked, sobbing in relief that he was alive. She threw her hands against the pile of rubble. "Derek!"

A/N: I promised an update in a day for fifteen reviews, didn't I. By the way, a while back I had asked for suggestions as to why Mark was in the basement. Ayssajdancer gave me the idea in a review a while back to have Mark practicing to propose to Lexie. I'm sorry I never said anything before about it.

I hope you guys liked the chapter. I've given so many updates for this lately, but if I ge twenty reviews by 12:00 midnight then I will update by tommorow.