What would you do? if the person you loved was suddenly ripped away from you?

She screamed, a loud animalistic scream erupting from her throat as cristina held her back and all she could do was watch the love of her life and the father of her children fall to the ground.


"That's weird," Meredith said as she sipped on her soda, pulling her pager out of her pocket. "Why are all of our pagers going off?"

"There's a code white in the hospital," Cristina said.

"What's a code white?" Lexie asked, completely cluless.

"It's a...violent person, like an active shooter." Meredith whispered. Suddenly she got up, throwing her lab coat on as Cristina moved from her place against the counter.

"Meredith, no!" She yelled, grabbing the blonde's arm.

"I need to go find Derek." She seethed, ripping her arm away. She needed to know he was alright. Cristina followed her as she ran down the hallway in search of Derek, the hospital suddenly feeling like a maze as she turned each corner not sure where she was heading.

"Where is he?" She asked outloud.

"Meredith, come back to the break room, there's nothing you can do." Cristina tried to convince her. Meredith took off running as fast as her almost 35 week belly would allow her to until she came to the hallway where they could see the walkway from. She stopped in her tracks as Cristina pulled her down behind a fake plant, she could see Derek eye and eye with a person she at first didn't reconize, only that he was holding a gun aiming straight for Derek's chest.

"Listen, Mr. Patterson," Derek started out.

"No you listen. You people killed my daughter and now you're going to pay." The man seethed, getting closer to Derek. Meredith held her breath, only whimpering as she watched the exchange take place.

"Jason, there wasn't anything we could have done. She was far too gone, you and I both know that." Derek tried to explain.

"I don't give a damn, I lost my whole family in this hospital. First, I lost her mother and then her and you expect me to act like you guys shouldn't pay?" Jason seethed.

"She wasn't going to recover, Jason! there was way too much damage." Derek said, trying to be calm.

Jason laughed, cocking the gun. "That wife of yours, she's pregnant, isn't she?" Derek's blood stopped cold, how did he know? "Wouldn't it be a shame if suddenly, you lost your family?" He stopped, lowering the gun before walking in a circle around Derek. "You know, she was the one I was actually coming for and I just happened to run into you. I was going to destroy your entire world with one bullet...but now...I think I'll destroy her entire world." Jason laughed menacingly before raising the gun up and a gun shot rang throughout the hospital.

"NO!" She screamed, a loud animalistic scream erupting from Meredith's throat as Cristina held her back and all she could do was watch the love of her life and the father of her children fall to the ground. She fought against her, needing to get to Derek. She managed to get away, running as fast as she could into the wallway, kneeling down beside Derek as blood seeped out of his chest.

"Derek, no you can't do this. Please, just hold on," she whispered, trying to apply pressure.

"Meredith," he rasped. "Hide...he's after you."

"I'm not leaving you, I can't." She sobbed.

"Leave me, protect our child," he whispered as his eyes closed into unconciousness.

"Well, well, well...I knew I would find you eventually." She heard the voice say. She looked up seeing Jason coming closer to her, her first instinct was to protect her stomach but she couldn't take her hands off of Derek's wound otherwise he would bleed out.

"What do you want?!" She screamed.

"You, your husband just happened to be in my way." Jason snarled.

"Who are you? What did we ever do to you?" Meredith asked.

"What? You don't remember? August fourth of last year, my daughter Abigail Patterson came in from a car accident. You guys declared her brain dead saying there was nothing else you could do and took her off life support a few days later." It dawned on Meredith, he was the distraught father that said they would all pay.

"Mr. Patterson, I assure you, there was nothing we could have done." She tried to say calmly but her voice cracked.

"That's where you're wrong. There was plenty you could have done but no, you and your husband gave up!" He cocked the gun again, aiming it right at her belly.

"Please, don't," Meredith pleaded knowing their baby would never survive this. He walked around behind her aiming the gun to her back.

"No, wait! Don't shoot her, shoot me." Meredith heard. She turned around seeing Cristina standing there. Her heart leapt into her throat at the thought of her best friend taking the bullet for her.

"Cristina, no." Meredith cried.

"Do anything you want to me, just don't hurt her." Cristina said completely ignoring Meredith.

"Where would the fun be in that? She's the one that ruined my life and now I'm going to ruin hers." He seethed before pulling the trigger.

Cristina watched as the bullet flew into Meredith's back, as she fell on top of her husband, gasping for air.