Meredith was tired. Soon she would be home, eating a CranOrange Cake that Izzy made and a little after that she would be comfortably asleep in Derek's arms. The roads were slick from the storm in the afternoon. It was about 11 and Meredith was just out of it. She was hit on by at least 7 post-op patients today and Bailey took the word hoops to a whole new level when she had Meredith doing all of Cristina's work and even some of Izzy's along with hers. Cristina had called in sick and Izzy was scrubbed in somewhere.

Meredith was just exiting the freeway when a Hummer rammed into passenger side of her jeep. She only remembers seeing a ferry boat pass through the harbor before everything went black.

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Derek was monitoring a 5 year old girl that hit her head on the monkey bars at school when Bailey came running in.

"Sheperd! 8 car-pile up! 5 majors 9 minors. Two of the majors were hit in the head and both have swelling get down here."

Derek shot out of his car and ran down into the pit. He ran into Dr. Richards, the other neurosurgeon. They exchanged a quick glance and continued on their way down.

There was already another major in one of the traumas and Derek took the next one that came in. The paramedic quickly read out her injuries,

"Female in her mid 30's, suffered from left hit on steering wheel. Swelling on the side but seems slightly minor. Major hemragging on the abdomen. Lacerated liver and appendix bursted. Found unconscious and started to wake up. Collasped lung and a broken rib."

Derek then looked down at the patient and froze. All the time froze. There was nothing there anymore. He looked down and saw Meredith lying on the gurney, helpless and dying. He tried so hard to compose himself but only managed a few words.

"Get the chief down here now. Don't take no for an answer."

Derek brought Meredith into the CT and said, "Make this fast."

Tears fell into his eyes as he cut into her skull.

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Webber was just walking out of the OR after finishing a bowel repair. He saw a paramedic running toward him.

"Dr. Webber, Dr. Sheperd needs you in Trauma 2. Stat."

Webber nodded and ran off to Trauma 2. He was not prepared for what he saw before him. Derek had tears in his eyes and Meredith was lying down on the gurney with blood everywhere.

"Dr. Webber. Mer has hemmoragging on the abdomen, lacerated liver, a broken and an appendix burst."

"Ok. Um… get a scalpel and 6 units of A neg."

"A neg? Shouldn't it be O Neg?"

"No, A neg is her blood type. Don't forget she's like a daughter to me. I know her."

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Izzy was just getting of the locker room. Today had been long. She had worked on a quadtriple bypass and did at least 20 post-ops. Izzy walked down the stairs and into the busy pit.

"STEVENS GET IN HERE!" yelled Bailey from Trauma 2.

Izzy ran into the room and nearly passed out at the sight she saw.

"Mere…dith?" She glanced up and saw that everyone was in tears.

"Well Stevens are you going to help or not?" asked Bailey.

Izzy then broke into sobs, "Yes."

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After an hour in trauma, Meredith was stable enough to be moved into the OR. Every doctor on the surgical team that helped her walked her there. Their expressions ghostly.

"Who is going to contact her mother?"

"I will." Offered Derek remembering her painful secret.

There he was all night, drinking coffee after coffee. When all had left him, he decided to talk to her.

"Mer, please wake up. I love you. Remember that dream you had about the little girl? I want that dream to come true. But you have to wake up first please."

Meredith stirred. She didn't wake up but moved which was a good sign. Derek finally gave up waiting and left for the bathroom.

While he was gone, Meredith opened her eyes. Where am I? What happened?

And before she knew it, everything went black again.

As Derek walked back from the restroom, he saw Addison. What is she doing here now?