Thank you for all the feedback! I'm not going to make this one a really long story. Maybe 5 chapters or less, with an epilogue wrap up.
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Chapter 3
"3!" Derek's hand was on her right arm. He felt her let go of the ammunition. As soon as he did, he yanked her arm out and pulled her to the ground, covering her body with his own. The bomb squad swiftly removed the artillery from the patient, placed it in a large metal container they'd set up and left the room with it. Burke picked himself up off the ground just as Derek and Meredith were standing up. "Dr. Shepard, that was impressive." Dylan said, offering his hand. "Thank you." He said quietly, shaking the man's hand, though his eyes were trained on Meredith. Dylan excused himself and followed his team out.
"Meredith?" He asked, trying to get her attention. Her eyes wouldn't focus. "Post traumatic shock." Burke said, coming up behind him. Derek nodded in agreement. "I'm going to take her home. I'll go out one of the rear exits." Derek said after several seconds. "Your wife?" Burke asked, crossing his arms in front of him.
"Tell her-" Derek started. "No, Derek, YOU tell her. I'm not going to be your messenger. You might be able to get away with that with Cristina, but not me. You have something to say to her, you say it." Burke told him, his voice deadly calm. Derek held his colleague's gaze for a second before lowering his head in defeat. Burke stood there for a minute more, before sighing and walking around Derek.
I'm just going to have to tell her. Derek pulled out his phone and dialed Addi's number up. "Oh my God Derek! Are you all right?" Addison's voice filled the phone within seconds. "I'm fine. Really." He reassured. "Why didn't you come down after Tucker's surgery?" She demanded. "I couldn't leave up here alone Addison. That's just inhumane." He told her. "So you're on your way down now then." She said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "No actually. Meredith's going through post traumatic shock up here. I'm going to take her home." He told her.
Anger flared up in his red headed wife. "Derek, that's what her roommates are for. Let them take her home and take care of her. They aren't helpless, they're doctors for Crist sake!" She snapped angrily. "Not now Addison. We'll discuss this later." He finished before hanging up on her and returning to Meredith. She was sitting in a chair, her elbows resting on her knees, her head in her hands, rocking slightly. "C'mon Mere. I'm taking you home." He whispered as he pulled her to her feet. She came up willingly and he guided her to the back stair well.
Addison cursed loudly as she slammed her phone shut. Tears threatened to spill over once again. She quickly ducked into the nearest bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. "Don't cry Addison. Show these people you're above this." She whispered to herself as she dried her face. After straightening her clothing, she exited the bathroom to dismiss her interns for the day.
15 minutes later he'd secured her in the car and was on the way to her house. She stared blankly out the window the entire ride. Silence filled the vehicle. He got to her house in record time. He pulled up and went around to her side of the vehicle and gently guided her out of the car and up to the house. Just as he was about to ring the bell, the door swung open. George and Izzie stood on the other side. "We'll take it from here." George stated, crossing his arms in front of him. "I-" Derek started. "Go back to your wife." Izzie spat as Geoge stepped forward and took Meredith into his arms. Derek looked first at Izzie, then at George. Finally his eyes rested on Meredith. "I'm so sorry." He muttered before turning and heading back to his car.
George and Izzie got her upstairs and into bed. Not 10 minutes after that, the phone rang. It was Cristina. "How are they?" She asked, referring to Derek and Meredith. "She's sleeping, but we got rid of him at the door." George said proudly. "What! You didn't!" She exclaimed. George winced and swallowed. All of a sudden he felt like he'd done something terribly wrong. "Ummm, why?" He asked tentatively. Cristina explained what had gone on in the ER before the removal of her hand. George went white. "George, what's wrong?" Izzie questioned as she walked into the room. He handed her the phone. Cristina told her. "Oh God……" She murmured. "She's going to be soooo mad." George responded. As if on cue, they heard something upstairs. "Derek?" Her voice called out. They looked at each other. "You tell her, you're the one who wouldn't let him come in." Izzie suggested. "No, you do it, you're the one who told him to go back to his wife." George countered. "No need for you to tell me. I'm not deaf." Meredith said from the doorway. "Meredith-" Izzie began. Meredith held up her hand. "Save it. There is nothing that you two can say to excuse your behavior. You didn't know what happened, you didn't even ask. You just acted. So, if you'll excuse me, I have to find him before he actually follows your advice." She snapped, directing the last part at Izzie before turning on her heel and storming out of the house.
2 chapters left! This was kind of a filler. The last two will be posted before tomorrow's episode so be on the lookout!