Chapter 5

Meredith and Christina stepped out of the car, trying to hurry so they wouldn't be late. They were making their way through the doors when Meredith suddenly stopped. Christina looked behind herself to see Meredith just staring into the hospital.

"Mer, is everything okay?"

Meredith quickly parked her car, practically opening the door before the car had even stopped. She got out and walked as fast as possible to the hospital's entrance. From there she ran her way down to the emergency room.

"Shepherd." Meredith caught her breath as the nurse looked up at her. "Where is Dr. Shepherd?"

The nurse looked at the board and told Meredith what room Derek was in. Before she had time to thank the nurse, Meredith was running towards trauma room number two. She burst opened the door, seeing Derek lying on the bed and Christina seated on the far wall.

"How is he?"

"It doesn't look good Mer."

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," Meredith replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah it's just … the last time I walked through these doors was… you know…"

Christina walked back to where Meredith was and grabbed her hand and they both walked through the doors together.

"Dr. Grey, can I talk with you for a minute?"

"Sure," Meredith replied, even though she didn't want to leave Derek's side.

"Dr. Grey, it doesn't look too good."

"Wh-… What do you mean?"

"If he doesn't respond to anything in the next six hours we have to declare him."

"Declare him…?"

"Brain dead Dr. Grey, you should know that."

She nodded her head. "Of course."

"Do you know if there's any way to get a hold of his relatives? We'd like to talk to them about organ donation."

"Organ donation?"

"Look at him or her," Meredith said pointing to her sonogram.

"Aw, he or she is gonna be so cute Mer," Izzie said.

"How can you tell how it's gonna look just from that?" Christina said, ruining the excitement.

"We can't, you just know," Meredith chimed in.

"Yeah, I mean with Mer and Derek's genes…" Izzie stopped realizing what she just said. Everyone remained quiet. "I'm so sorry Mer," Izzie apologized.

"It's okay Iz, I mean he's gone, but at least I still have a part of him," Meredith said touching her stomach.

"I guess it would give his death some meaning," Meredith contemplated.

"It's your decision now Mer."

"But why? Why can't his family just come and decide. Why me?"

Izzie shrugged her shoulders, unsure of what else to say to her best friend. "You were gonna get married Mer. That means something."

"But it wasn't even in his will! I mean I don't even know if he even had a will. We've never discussed it before, so how do I know?"

Izzie took Meredith's hand in hers. "Mer, he had a will. He left almost everything to you, including the decision making if anything were to happen to him."

"What!"

"After you guys got engaged, he re-made his will."