-1Derek sat watching Meredith, the minutes passing like hours. The tubes ran from her side, the blood being drained out her lungs. He lifted her chart off the end of the bed, checking every detail for the slightest sign of improvement.

'How long have you been here?' Derek turned, Mark standing at the door.

'Since she was brought in,'

'Which was?'

'Three days ago,'

'Go and get coffee, something to eat what ever, just get away from here for a couple of hours. I'll page you if she wakes up,'

'Mark,'

'Derek, go. I've got her back covered,' Derek nodded, his hand squeezing Meredith's as he left.

'She really knows how to get sick,' Mark looked to the door, Chris standing with Ben behind him.

'Yeah,'

'How bad is she?'

'She fell when she was doing a lift and cracked a couple of ribs. But she had bruised her lungs up pretty badly as well and they started bleeding. That's why she's in here. They're draining the blood. She is getting better but he just doesn't see it. he wants her up and dancing but it's not gonna happen for a couple of weeks at least,'

'But she will get better?' Mark shook his head from side to side.

'We just need to wait and see but she looks like she's getting there,'

'Good…that's good,' Mark looked up to the monitors, Meredith's heart rate increasing.

'Go out side and tell them to page Derek,'

'Why?'

'She's starting to wake up,' Chris and Ben stood outside; Derek running along to the room like there was no tomorrow.

'Mark?'

'her heart rates increased. She'll be awake soon,' Derek smiled and sat down next to the bed, taking hold of Meredith's hand. Meredith opened her eyes, her face grimacing to the pain.

'God that hurts,' Derek smiled and nodded, Meredith tilting her head to look at him.

'hey stranger,'

'How long have I been out?'

'Three days,' Meredith sighed, the pain evident as she moved.

'I'll go and get burke,'

'Stay with me…tell me everything that's happened,' Derek sat back down and entwined his fingers with Meredith's.

'My mom was threatening to kick your ass if you didn't wake up,'

'How's Anna?'

'That's her back here. Tina's came after her but Stacy's knocked crap out her twice so we don't expect to see her again,' Meredith lay looking at Derek, his eyes blood shot and his eyes puffed out.

'What about you?'

'Me?'

'Yeah, the guy I married not that long ago,' Derek smiled, his head falling.

'How bad was it?' Derek shook his head.

'Derek,'

'I thought you were gone…I thought it was all over, so did Bailey, when you passed out,'

'What happened?'

'You were bleeding into both your lungs, hence the drains. But there was blood running out your mouth, your lungs trying to get rid of it. Burke put chest drains and you've been out since,'

'I'm sorry,'

'It's not your fault,'

'I should have been more careful,'

'It's not your fault,' Meredith started coughing, Derek covering her mouth with the oxygen mask.

'Now…when can I get out of here,'

'Couple of days at least,'

'No, I hate hospitals,'

'Couple of days, five at most and then I promise you'll be home,'

'Five days?'

'Five days,'

'Swear to god I'll kick your ass if I'm in here any longer,'

'I give you permission to,' Meredith looked to the door Burke coming in and smiling at her.

'So your the guy filling me with drains and stuff to keep me breathing,'

'That would be me. Nice to meet you again, at least your gonna stay conscious this time,'

'Yeah,' Meredith winced as she lay on her back, Derek rubbing the back of her hand.

'There's two guys outside waiting to see you,' Meredith looked out the window, Chris and Ben standing looking in the window at her.

'You called them?'

'Nope, Greg did,'

'Shit, the show,'

'You've to completely forget about it. Meghan's back and…Ben says he'll do it until your up on your feet but they recon you'll not be dancing for a while, a month at least,'

'You're kidding me,'

'Just a month,'

'You have no idea what that sounds like. I've never not danced for more than twelve hours and that was because I was on a plane. I can't stop dancing, I always dance,'

'You nearly died Mere, you need to stop for a while,' Meredith looked to the ceiling, Derek kissing the back of her hand. She smiled at the touch, Burke looking at Derek.

'The drains empty on the right side and there's little going into the left except the saline we put in. plus her BP is up and her outputs have normalised along with the little blood leaving,'

'So she's nearly empty?'

'Yeah,' Meredith looked between the two.

'In English?'

'Your right lung is empty of blood and your left is nearly empty. But to try and dilute the blood they put a saline bag in which helped get rid of the blood quicker,'

'Does that mean I get to go home?'

'not today but we'll have a look in the morning,' Meredith smiled.

'Five days? Looks like I won't have to kick your ass,' Chris and Ben came in as Burke left, both of them petrified of the drains.

'I'm not gonna break,'

'I know but they might and I'm not risking that,'

'Ben, I might be getting home in the next couple of days so relax,'

'Really?'

'yeah. And thank you for taking on the show. It means a lot,'

'Yeah well, just means you owe me a very large gin and tonic,'

'I might even buy you two,' Meredith started coughing, Chris stepping back towards the door. She smiled.

'Chris, please relax, your making me nervous,'

'You look like shit Mere,' Derek laughed gently, Meredith smiling.

'I'm not feeling so hot either so at least you know it. come here,' Meredith put her arm around Chris's neck, hiding the sharp pains she was getting.

'I'm on the mend, relax and enjoy the fact you get to run rings around me and you can even turn my clothes pink without me finding them in the machine,'

'Hey that happened once and it was an accident, and you did the same to mine,'

'Yeah but I turned your clothes black. Not marshmallow pink,'

'I thought you looked cute,'

'I looked like a shrimp,'

'A very cute shrimp,'

'Yeah,'