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"Derek!" a voice was screaming.

He felt like he was underwater.

The world was sinking around him, pulling him under.

Pain. There was so much pain.

He wanted to scream but he couldn't find his voice.

"Derek!"

The voice was further away.

He held on for as long as he possibly could.

Through the darkness, he saw a vision staring down at him.

Two eyes.

His eyes.

His wife's face.

And then it all went black.

...

"Stay with me," Lexie screamed, holding her hands over an open wound on Derek's stomach. "Somebody call an ambulance!"

Suddenly, his pained breathing stopped and he fell still.

"No!" Lexie shouted and and began to perform CPR as an ambulance pulled up.

A man tried to pull her away from him, told her that he had it from there. But Lexie wasn't moving from his body.

"Get a crash cart!" one paramedic shouted. "Move her!"

Hands wrapped around Lexie's stomach and she kicked and screamed as she was pulled away from him.

"Derek!"

They lifted her and then moved Derek onto a stretcher and one of the paramedics, a woman, shouted, "Charge to 250! Clear!"

Shock.

His body bounced up once and his heartbeat reappeared, but it was very weak.

They put an oxygen mask on his face, loaded him up into the ambulance, and Lexie jumped in after them in a fit of tears.

...

"I had the oddest dream before that guy got hit," Annabelle whispered on the train as they headed for Iowa.

"What about?" Andrew asked, intrigued.

"I dreamt that I saw my real father. He looked just like me. He had my eyes and everything. It was so weird. He had the same hair color too. But then I must have woken up because I heard the crash and then I freaked out, looking for you."

Andrew looked over at her and frowned. "I'm sorry you have to go through this Annie."

"What happened to your parents?" Annabelle asked suddenly and Andrew froze.

"I told you. They died," he said sadly.

"I know that. But... how?"

Andrew sat silently for a long time, and then finally he said, "Last summer, I was at our neighbor's house. Missy was at home. My parents told me to come right back when we were finished studying. An hour later, I left and walked down the street to come home. I kept calling my house, but no one was answering."

"Oh no," Annabelle whispered.

"As I got closer, I smelled smoke. I ran back to my house as fast as I could, and it was on fire. The fire alarm was going off, but I called 911 anyway. I was freaking out. I kicked the door and there was like this huge blast of fire. It threw me backwards. I scraped up my arms, but I got up and ran inside. I screamed for my parents. I called my sister's name. And then there was this loud shriek. I ran up the stairs. I couldn't breathe from all the smoke. I kept calling Missy's name, and she yelled mine back. When I got into her room, she was pressed down on the floor, under all the smoke. She was holding her teddy bear. Ginger was on the floor next to her. Missy had burns and she was black from the smoke. I grabbed her and threw her over my shoulder, told her to hold her breath. Ginger followed us. I ran her down the stairs and outside. I told her to wait there, that I was going back for my parents. She was crying, and she screamed for me to stay. I told her I would be right back, but as I turned around, the house collapsed."

Annabelle gasped and Andrew had tears in his eyes. "Everything was burned to the ground. I lost everything that day except for Missy and Ginger."

Tears were now running down his cheeks, and Annabelle awkwardly wrapped her arms around him. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'm really sorry Andrew."

...

"What?" Cristina gasped.

"It's really bad," a sobbing Lexie told her on the other line. "He stopped breathing. They resuscitated him, but he's not waking up. They don't know what's going to happen... I'm her sister... B-but you a-are her p-person."

"Okay," Cristina whispered. "Call me when you hear anything else."

"What's wrong?" Meredith mumbled from inside the room.

Cristina took a deep breath and entered through the doorway. "Mer," Cristina said through blurry eyes and a forced smile. "I'm going to need you to be strong, okay? Be strong for that baby inside of you."

"What?" Meredith said, her voice trembling. "What is it? Is it Zola? What happened-

"Mer, it's not Zola. It's Derek."

Meredith froze and her eyes widened. "What happened?" she demanded.

"Lexie just called. There was an accident," Cristina said slowly. "He got hit by a car. It's not looking good Mer. He's in a coma."

"No!" Meredith gasped and reached for her phone, dialing Derek's number.

"Mer, what are you doing?"

"Calling him."

"Meredith-

"It's a mistake. It has to be!"

"Meredith!"

Meredith looked up at Cristina and began to cry. Cristina wrapped her arms around her and they cried together.

...

"I don't think it's safe to just show up at her doorway," Tuck said as their bus rode over a bump in the road. "Man, I bet my parents are worried sick. My mom is going to flip when I get home."

"Your mom is rather scary."

Tuck laughed quietly. "Zo, why don't you find her number on that website, give her a call, and ask her to meet you somewhere. Wouldn't that be smarter?"

Zola looked up at him with wide eyes and nodded slowly.

...

"What are you doing here?" Maya asked as she handed her mother a cup of tea.

"I came to bale you out of jail. Since when do you have a daughter?"

"I don't. Obviously. I was attacked. This whole thing was some big misunderstanding."

"I just don't understand," her mother said.

"Look," Maya sighed. "There is a reason we haven't spoken in twelve years. I didn't want to. I left Seattle for a reason. I wanted to start a new life. I appreciate you bailing me out, but I can't see you right now."

Her mom slammed down her cup. "Right, well I'm leaving then. Have a good life. I'm sorry you didn't turn out better, like I raised you to be."

She left through the front door and Maya threw the tea cup, watching it shatter to the ground.

...

She was out there. He could feel it. She was alive.

But was he?

A/N: Crazy chapter, I know. Please review for fast updates! I also wrote a new story called Meant To Be? about Lexie if anybody is interested in reading it.

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