Derek cried on Meredith's chest. The only thing was, she didn't join him. She didn't shed a tear. Not because she didn't care. She cared. In fact it had torn her up. Ripped apart her insides. But she was so hurt. So broken. She couldn't function. She couldn't react.

"Meredith..." Derek said softly as he stroked her hair. He looked into her sad eyes and began crying again. "Oh God, Mer. It's going to be okay. Do you hear me? It will be okay."

She closed her eyes. She closed her eyes because she couldn't look into his. To see his face. To look into the eyes that she knew her child would have. To look at his face was pure hell. She could see how much he was hurting. And that killed her. But now he could move on. He could try to be happy.

"Derek..." Addison said from outside the room. Derek looked down at Meredith's silent body and quietly got up.

"I don't know what to do... She hasn't cried. She's not crying." He said in disbelief.

"I know. She didn't cry when I told her... She's in shock, Derek." Addison said sadly.

"I don't want her to break down. I don't want to see her cry. But I can't look her in the eyes and see that. I can't see her dying inside. She needs to break." He said as a tear escaped from his eye.

"I know, Derek. I know." Addison said as she pulled him close.

"It's all my fault. This morning. She was upset. I tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't. If I had forced her. If I had made her understand. I killed my own child..." He said with a sob.

"No, Derek. No! This happens. It's no one's fault." Addison said as she pulled him close. "This is not your fault!"

"I don't know what to do." He said as he shook his head.

"Be there. Just be there." Addison told him. She held him close for a few minutes. Neither cared if anyone saw. It had become apparent the Derek was the father of Meredith's baby by the way he hadn't left her room. "I had to do a D & C. The miscarriage was incomplete."

"This is the second one she's had." Derek said as he shook his head. "The second baby she has lost..."

"Oh. I didn't-" Addison said quickly.

"We just found out. In her medical records. We just found out. That killed her... And now..." Derek said as he dropped his head. "I don't know how. I don't know how to get past this."

"One day at a time." Addison said with a nod.

"I have to go back in there..." Derek said as he nodded to Meredith.

"Okay. I'll be back in the morning. She is staying overnight, but she can go home tomorrow." Addison said with a smile.

"Thanks, Addie." Derek said with a nod as he walked back into the room and shut the door.

He walked up to her bed. He knew she was awake. He knew that she was listening. But she was pretending to be asleep. He walked around to the side of the bed by the window, looking at her face. He gently stroked her pale cheek.

"Mer... You need to talk to me." He whispered as he touched her soft flesh. "Please, Mer. Don't do this." He told her. "Open your eyes. Let me see your eyes..." Nothing.

He walked over and flipped the light off. He took in a deep sigh as he sat down in the chair. He wanted to cry. To morn his child. But right now he was worried. Worried about her. What she was feeling. What was going to happen. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. Soon he heard her starting to snore. He needed air. He walked out into the hallway and shut the door.

"How is she?" Danny asked as he jumped up. Derek looked down to see all five of Meredith's interns sitting outside the room.

"Did she? Is it true?" Dina asked as she looked up at him.

"Shouldn't you be working?" Derek asked.

"We're all off. Except Weathers, and its slow." Pierce said with a frown.

"So is she okay? Mather asked as he stood up.

"You guys need to go..." Derek said as he shook his head.

"No. We can't. She's our resident. She's our mentor. She is like family. We're not leaving! Not until we know..." Danny said quickly. Derek was taken aback by his passion.

"She's resting." Derek said with a faint smile.

"The baby..." Weathers asked softly.

"She lost the baby." Derek said with a frown as he drew in a deep sigh.

"I'm sorry..." Danny said as he looked at Derek.

"Thank you." Derek said with a nod. And with that is was confirmed. The gossip was true. "And you really need to leave. I will let you know if anything changes." Derek said with a nod as he opened the door and walked back into the cold, dark room.

He climbed into the bed with her. Not for her. For himself. He needed her. Right now he needed her comfort. To feel that she was alive, even if she didn't look it. Even if she felt dead on the inside. The minute he wrapped his arms around her, she tensed up. That crushed him. He was supposed to make her feel better. And he had no idea how.

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Derek laid there next to her. She was sleeping. He couldn't sleep. He couldn't do anything but lay there and stare into the darkness. It wasn't just the dark sky and they drawn blind that darkened the room. It was the death. The dark cloud that loomed above them. He couldn't sleep. He could only think about the picket fence. The white house and the baby that was just sucked out of his life. He was pulled from his thoughts as his pager went off.

"Shit..." He muttered as he looked down. He felt Meredith jerk awake. "I won't take it." He said softly as he looked into her eyes. "I'll stay."

"Go." She mumbled as she looked up at him.

"No, Mer... I am here for you." Derek said as he pulled her close. She tensed up again as she pulled away.

"Go. Get out." She said coldly. "I don't want you here." She told him.

"Meredith..." He said in shock as he looked into her dark eyes.

"Go!" She yelled. "Go!"

Derek's eyes got wide as he looked at her. She was getting upset. The last thing he wanted was for her to get upset. She didn't need any more stress. She need to relax as much as possible. He watched as she began to breathe heavily. He could tell that he was making things worse.

"I'll be back." Derek said as he slowly climbed out of the bed.

"Please don't. Don't come back." She told him frankly. "Go home."

"Mer..." He said again.

"Get out!" She shouted.

And the pushing began. In her mind, she was helping him. Pushing him away was her way of protecting him. If she could succeed, he wouldn't feel this pain. He could more on. He could be with her. With Kristy. She was in too much pain. And she didn't want him to join her. He had to move on.

She wanted to cry. She didn't even know why she couldn't. But the tears weren't coming. It was like she was empty. Nothing. Her uterus was empty. Her heart was empty. And now, apparently so were her tear ducts. She laid there in pain. All her years of physical pain. All the years of emotional pain. And this...this was the worst. She jerked as the light flipped on and she heard the door rush open.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Adrien spat as he rushed to her beside.

Meredith closed her eyes, willing him to go away. Willing this to all be an unimaginable, bad dream. But it wasn't. He was there. He was there and he was angry. She took a breath, waiting for what was to come.

"How could you?" He screamed. "Look at me! Look at me!" He said as he grabbed her arms. "You did it on purpose. You killed it. You didn't want me to know. You killed my baby!" He seethed. She could feel his hot breath on her face. "You better open your eyes, Meredith. Open your fucking eyes!" He yelled as he squeezed her wrists. She opened her eyes, looking at his angry one through the tiny slits. "You bitch... How could you do this to me?" He cried out. "I hate you, Meredith. You killed our child. You killed it."

Derek could hear the yelling as he approached her room. He looked at the nurses. They were looking, but not doing anything about it. It was Adrien. Adrien was in there, and he sounded angry. At this point, he was sure he would hurt Meredith. His paced quickened as he heard the man yelling.

"What the fuck is the matter with you?" He yelled to the nurse. "Call security!"

Derek rushed into the room. He was in shock. Adrien was holding her so tightly he was cutting off her circulation. He had never seen so much fear on her face. She was petrified. Adrien towered over her small frame. Derek rushed right up to the bed as grabbed Adrien's arm. He pulled him as hard as he could, sending him crashing to the floor. Adrien went sliding across the cold floor and quickly jumped up.

"Are you okay, Mer?" Derek asked as he rushed over to her. She was curled up into the fetal position. Derek looking at the deep red marks on her wrists. It made him sick. To see what he had done to her.

"She killed my child." Adrien spat as he picked himself up.

"Shut your fucking mouth." Derek warned as he touched her face.

"I don't think this has anything to do with you. Her. It's all her." Adrien said as he angrily approached her.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Derek spat.

"Fuck you, Derek." Adrien said as he pushed him away. "What did you do? How did you do it?" He asked as he grabbed her again.

Adrien felt Derek put his hand on his shoulder. He immediately spun around and looked him in the eye. Derek could see the anger boiling over. He knew what was coming as Adrien's fist flew towards his face. His hand went up and blocked him. Adrien quickly swung with the other fist and caught him in the side of the face.

"I warned you." Derek said.

He raised his first and connected firmly with Adrien's jaw. A loud crack rang out through the room. Adrien fell backwards on the floor, dragging Derek with him. Adrien quickly swung his fist, and just missed Derek's head as they fought back and forth. The blood began to spread on the floor as they spit it out.

"Hey!" The security guard yelled as he began to split the up. "Call the police!" He yelled to the nurse as they continued fighting.

The security guard gave up. After nearly getting hit three times, he stepped back. There was now a small crowd outside the door. He quickly ushered them away. He watched as the men fought, slipping and sliding in the blood that they had creating. The about of hatred and anger in the room was enough to blow the top right off of Seattle Grace.

"You bastard! I told you not to touch her!" Derek spat angrily.

"Hey! Hey, break it up!" Two officers said as they rushed in and pulled them off of each other. Derek jumped up and glared at Adrien.

"He started it!" Adrien spat loudly.

"What are you, ten?" Derek asked with a chuckle.

"What the hell is going on here?" An officer asked.

"He attacked me." Adrien said frankly.

"He attacked her!" Derek said as he looked over.

She was gone. He looked around in a panic. His heart stopped. In his own rage, he never thought about her. That she was laying there. She was already traumatized by the loss of her child. And Now she witnessed two grown men act like fools. All the blood and yelling.

"Who?" The officer asked as he looked around. Derek rushed to the side of the bed and dropped to his knees as he saw her with her knees to her chest in the fetal position.

"Oh god, Mer..." He said as he slid her over to him. The blood from his clothes spread to her. The officer looked down at him wide-eyed. "Please, get him out." Derek said softly.

"Take him in the hall!" The officer yelled to the other. Adrien begrudgingly walked with him. "I'll- I will wait over here." He told him with a nod. Meredith burrowed herself into Derek's chest and let herself succumb to his embrace.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." He said as he kissed her.

The officer took his statement as he held Meredith. He wasn't letting her go. He couldn't let her go. Mark was right, he always had her by a finger. And tonight, he was afraid that if he let go of that finger, he would lose her forever.

Of course, both men had different assessments of the situation. Both said it was the other's fault. And Meredith was too traumatized to say anything. It was decided that either both went to jail, or neither. Of course they chose the latter. Adrien was forced to leave the premises for twenty-four hours until Meredith was discharged. Derek was allowed to stay with her. She didn't make a statement about what happened between she and Adrien, but she had forty-eight hours to do it. The officers and cleaning crews left, leaving Meredith and Derek, on the floor, him holding her tightly.

"You need a shower, baby." He said softly as he picked her up. "I will help you. You can't leave this blood on you." He said as they walked to the bathroom.

He sat her down gently and began pulling her clothes off. He pulled the blood soaked gown off of her. He almost cried as he looked at her frail body. In several hours, she went from looking healthy to looking dead. His eyes fell to her abdomen. Her empty abdomen. The tears began to trickle from his eyes as he pulled off her bra and panties. He slowly peeled his own clothes off and walked her in the shower.

His hands moved gently over her soft flesh. He massaged the sweet pea body wash all over her body. It wasn't sexual. It was deeper. She needed him. He had never felt that way. She needed him. She couldn't do it on her own. He gently washed her hair and rinsed the shampoo out of it. She didn't cry. But she did lean up against him. It was the first time her felt her heartbeat since he found out. His arms wrapped around her and the water fell over them both. He couldn't let her go.