Sorry I made you guys wait so long. I've had a lot of other homework and I'm writing a few other stories as well. Anyways, enjoy! and also, thanks to Coldplay for the help with this. I used the lyrics from Fix You to give it a good effect. I recommend listening to it as you read this; it heightens the effect. Lol. Oh ya and the italics are the song lyrics.

" 60 and 180. We've got two heartbeats here Shepherd," Bailey said, looking up from her interns stomach and into the eyes of the man who loved her.

Derek let out a sigh of relief, his lungs finally able to take in the air he needed to survive. "So the baby's still alive?"

"Yep. It's a lucky day for you today Shepherd. And Meredith," she replied, tapping the heart monitor to her stomach so they could monitor the baby.

"Can I have a second with her?" he asked, wiping his sweaty palms on the legs of his scrubs, trying to hide just how scared he had been. It seemed strange to him that, only hours ago, he had found out that he was going to be a father and, in that short period of time, he had already grown attached to it; was already terrified that something would happen to his child.

"Sure," Bailey said, giving Derek a last smile and heading out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Derek turned his attention to the woman lying on the bed below him, her face pale and clammy, her eyes closed but moving slightly beneath her eyelids. He placed his hand on her cold cheek, running his knuckles down the side of her face. Her eyes opened slowly and took in the scene around her: Derek sitting beside her, his hand still on her cheek, two heart monitors each keeping track of someone's life, no one else in the room but them. Derek watched as her eyes settled on the heart monitors, one keeping her pulse, the other her child's.

"I guess the baby's ok," was all she could manage.

Derek didn't know what to say. He felt completely helpless.

When you try your best but you don't succeed, when you get what you want but not what you need, when you feel so tired but you can't sleep, stuck in reverse.

"Ya. You flat-lined but we brought you back. Both of you."

When the tears come streaming down your face, when you loose something you can't replace, when you love someone but it goes to waste, could it be worse?

"We? Somehow I think you meant you," Meredith said, the tears building a wall behind her eyes.

Derek didn't move. He didn't smile. He just sat there staring at her.

Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you.

"You're right," he said, looking away from her face for the first time in awhile and diverting his eyes to his lap. "Everyone else had given up. I refused. I knew you had more fight in you that they thought. So I kept trying to bring you back."

It was Meredith's turn for silence. "Thank you," was all she could manage.

High up above or down below, when you're to in love to let it go, if you never try you'll never know, just what you're worth.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. About the baby," she said, now looking away from his face and to her blanket. "I was scared."

"I know," Derek said, finally moving his hand from her face and to her hand. He wrapped her fingers around hers, grasping onto them for support for them both.

"It's ok. I don't blame you."

Lights will guide you home, and ignite you bones, and I will try to fix you.

"Why not? I didn't tell you about the only child you have. I kept a major secret from you. How could you not be mad?" she asked, looking back into his face.

"I am mad. But not at you. At myself. I'm mad at myself because I made you feel like you couldn't trust me, like you had to keep this from me."

"Derek I don't blame you. And you shouldn't either."

Tears stream down your face, when you loose something you cannot replace, tears stream down your face, and I ...

"But I do."

They were both silent for a minute, staring into the faces of those they had lost.

"Derek we're having a child together. It doesn't matter anymore that I didn't tell you. All that matters is this baby. And I can raise it on my own. I don't need any help. I have Izzie and George at the house and Christina will always help out too. You can go back to Addison and if you want, tell her that the baby isn't even yours. It really doesn't concern me."

Tears stream down on your face, I promise you I will learn from the mistakes, tears stream down your face and I...

He stared at her, completely confused as to what she was saying.

"Huh?" he said.

"You didn't wanna be with me before," she started to explain, "So why would you wanna be with me now, other than the baby. This is part of the reason I didn't tell you before. I really don't expect anything from you Derek. If you want to be in your kid's life, then fine. But honestly, I don't expect a thing from you. Go to Addison and tell her that the baby isn't yours. That way you can go on with your life."

Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you.

"Meredith you know me better than that," he protested. "Do you really think that I'm just gonna leave you to raise our kid alone?" he asked, a little hurt that the idea had even crossed her mind.

She looked guiltily to the ground.

"Meredith I'm gonna be in that kids life every second of every day. No child of mine is gonna grow up with a father. And honestly I'm insulted that you even thought that I would do such a thing. I'm not going to lie to Addison. In fact, I'm not even gonna stay with her. This is the perfect excuse to get her out of my life."

"Oh so is that what our baby is; an excuse to get rid of your wife? You know what Derek, just leave. I said it before, we don't need you," Meredith said coldly and turned her back to him.

Now he was really confused. He thought that she would have been overjoyed in hearing that he was now choosing her, that he had finally come to his senses and realized that he never loved Addison the way he loved her. But apparently not.

"What? Meredith I just choose you. I want to be with you and out baby. Why are you angry with me?"

She turned and faced him, her features no longer innocent and vulnerable. They were tough, hard and glaring. "Because you choose me for the one reason I didn't want you to choose me. If you had never found out about the baby then you would have gone on with your life with Addison. You're only leaving her because I'm pregnant!" she half-yelled.

Derek now understood where she was coming from. She felt like he was using her and he couldn't blame her. Sighing in the realization that she wanted him to leave, he stood up from his chair and walked to the exit, stopping at the doorway and looking back to her bed.

"Did you ever consider that it took this accident for me to realize just how much I cared for you? It's true you know, that you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone."

And without another backward glance, he turned and walked out of the room, regretting his choice of even choosing Addison.