Authors Note: Here is the fourth chapter for you I want to give a special thanks to Leann Nickerson, Heaven hearted and Patsy for always reviewing. I really appreciate every review and it makes me really happy when people favourite or follow my story.

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Have you ever thought that accidents might not be hardest for the patients themselves but for their relatives? Because when you are in a coma you don't notice the things happening around you. If something is wrong with you, you are the only person to feel it, while others have to worry about you not telling them everything that is going on. You don't have to be scared of dying because if you do, life is just over. You don't have to deal with anything anymore, but your relatives they live on, they get confronted by the grief of your passing, but it's still about you because you're the one who isn't breathing anymore. -Richard Webber

Three days after the car accident Miranda Bailey was worried, but not about her intern, well obviously she was worried about her too, but right now she was mainly worried about one of the greatest neurosurgeons the country had ever seen Dr Derek Shepherd. It was not only that he had barely slept ever since the accident had happened, but he had also not exited her room for a single time except for getting coffee, and this you could really tell by his smell.

Derek looked up when Miranda entered the room, he had hoped for an update. He had hoped for her to come in and tell him that his wife would wake up within the next few hours and miraculously be fine like she always said she was, but he knew this was realistically not what was going to happen. So instead of telling the man in front of her that he would soon be able to look into that gorges pair of grey eyes and hear that wonderful giggle he loved so much Dr Bailey ordered, "Dr Shepherd go home, take a shower, eat something and sleep for at least a handful of hours, after that you can come back, but I don't want to see you anywhere near this room up until you have gotten that smell of yours under control."

She knew that that was not what Derek Shepherd wanted to hear. She knew that he didn't want to leave Meredith, that he wanted to be there when she woke up, but nobody could know when that was going to happen or even if it was going to happen and then he shouldn't stink as he did at that moment.

"I can't. I can't leave her alone Miranda" Derek said desperately.

"You won't, Karev's shift ends in less than five minutes and I could bet with you that he won't be leaving her side for a single second, and if he does, either Richard or I myself will be here at all times to make sure she is never and I reaped never alone," Bailey told him.

Derek was still not happy about the idea of him not being there for her but eventually, he gave in. There was just no point in fighting the Nazi. If she told you to do something there was not the slightest bit of a chance that you wouldn't be doing it at some point. As Derek finally left the ICU Miranda said with a less professional sounding voice, "Derek she is going to be fine, you have to believe in her, you can't give up on her, not yet, not as long as there is still a chance, not as long as we haven't done everything and I mean everything that is in our power." He looked back at her with tears running out of his ocean blue eyes and shortly afterwards he was gone.

When Derek got back to the hospital the next day Meredith was still intubated and in a coma, and although he knew that it would have been unlikely for her to wake up while he was gone he hadn't lost hope. But as he started thinking about it longer he realised that it wouldn't even have made any sense if she had woken up because the only reason why she was in that coma was because it was medically induced to help her body recover from all the trauma it was subjected to and to prevent her from moving while her spinal injuries were still healing.

He sat down in the chair next to her bed in which Alex Karev had just spent the last eight hours up until his next shift had started. Derek listened to the regular beep of the heart rate monitor while trying to ignore the sound of the ventilator breathing for the love of his life. He still didn't get why she couldn't just be fine for once, not Meredith fine, really fine. He didn't get why life was throwing all these bad things at her when she was only trying to forget about the things that had already happened. Just as Derek started thinking about all the possibilities of what could happen next, Dr Webber entered the room with a smile on his face, which went totally unnoticed by Derek. He was startled before he finally recognized the elderly man standing in front of him.

"Derek, I have to ask you to leave," Richard Webber said before being interrupted by the usually so optimistic man, "no, I just came back I won't leave her again!"

"You didn't let me finish, I wanted to ask you to leave to get a nurse so that we can get Meredith to wake up" acknowledged Richard when he was finally able to continue his sentence.

It took Derek some time to understand the words that had just been said to him, but when he did, he stormed out of the room up to the nurse's station. He could not wait any longer to hear her sweet snoring again.