While Amelia was looking at her brother's photo, Meredith started talking to the detective.

"Why are you showing us this?" She asked. She was angry and hurt at the same time. It was hard for her to accept Derek's death. And now out of nowhere came this detective and started reopening her scars. Didn't he think that she would be hurt? Hearing her dead husband's name will always be painful, and never she will able to forget him.

He took a deep breath. "We have information about him."

"He is dead, Mr. Green." Meredith said and made her way to the kitchen. "And I assume that you know it."

The detective didn't replay to her.

"Why are you here, detective?" She asked and turned to face him. "If you came here to speak about my dead husband and his death – "

"He is alive, Mrs. Shepherd."

Meredith stopped. She wasn't sure that she had heard him right. Did he just say that Derek is alive? That wasn't possible. She saw how her husband's heart stopped beating, because she was the one who took him off from the life support. His brain was dead and so was he.

"That's not possible." She denied. Meredith looked at Amelia, who was shocked. She was looking at the wall next to Mer's head. "I'm a doctor, I saw him dying."

Luke took a step closer to her. "I know that this all sounds crazy, but – "

"This sounds like a sick joke." Said Amelia as she came closer. In her hands still was Derek's photo.

"Believe me it's not. I really mean it. Your husband is alive, Mrs. Shepherd."

"Please, stop lying to me." Meredith took a deep breath. She was trying no to cry in front of this man. Derek couldn't be alive. He HAD died.

"I'm not lying." He took something out of his pocket and showed it to Meredith. "This photo was taken three days ago in Atlanta General. Do you regonize this man?"

Meredith took the photo out of his hands. The man in this photo looked like Derek. He had dark hair, who were much longer than Derek's. He had a beard. Two or three cm long. Derek NEVER had a beard.

But still she could see her husband in his face. Even if his eyes were closed and he was lying in a hospital bed with a lot of different wires and tubes. He looked so much like him.

"He… He looks like Derek." Meredith said and showed the picture to Amelia.

"I agree with you, Mer." She said and gave the man back his photo. "But that doesn't mean anything. My brother died a year ago."

"This is your brother, Ms. Shepherd. We even did a DNA test to compare his blood."

Meredith couldn't say a word. She was shocked and was hoping that this wasn't a dream. She wanted him to be Derek. She wanted him to be her husband, the father of her children. If he is not her Derek… if he is not he…

Meredith felt tears running down her cheeks. She was crying, because of this miracle. The man in that photo could be her husband, the love of her life, and they DNA matched. "Was this all real?" She thought. Maybe this is just a sick joke or a miracle dream that will never be true.

"Are you sure?" Asked Amelia. She had taked Mer's hand and now was squeezing it.

"Yes. One hundred percent sure."

And then there was silence. No one said a word or made a sound. Meredith was quietly crying, Amelia was trying to understand the new information about her dead brother and Luke was watching both woman.

He understood that it was hard for them and he tried to respect it, but soon they would need to talk about him and his future. He needed a surgery, but the doctors first needed to know his identity and get a signature from his family to do the surgery.

After long minutes of silence Meredith was the first one to speak. "Where is he now?" She said through tears.

"In Atlanta General, but soon he is going to be moved to Grey+Sloan hospital." Luke spoke, but then he looked ar his watch and realized that he didn't know the right time. He was still living after Atlanta's time. "How much time is it now?"

"Half past ten."

"Half past one in Atlanta. This means that they are already on their way."

"And when he is going to be here?"

"At four in your time." Detective said.

"I have to call Alex." Meredith said and started to make her was out of the kitchen to get her phone, but detective stopped her. "I need someone to watch my kids. I can't leave them alone."

"Alright." He agreed and stepped out of her way. She went to the master bedroom and dialed Alex's phone.

"Meredith, do you know what time is it?" Asked Alex. Meredith had a feeling that she had woken him up.

"I need you to babysit the kids, Alex."

"Meredith, what is happening?"

"It's… complicated. Can you please come?" She was trying not to cry. She didn't want to break down now, when she needed to be strong. In a few hours she will be seing her husband again and she had to be strong.

"I will be there in an hour." He said and ended the call.

It took an hour to get from the main land to the Shepherd's house. Meredith had one hour to get her things and calm down. She didn't know were to start or what to do.

There was a knock on the door.

"Yes?"

It was Amelia. "The detective said that you should take Derek's death certificate, his old passport and other documents with his name with you. They need them."

Meredith nodded. "I will get them. How are you feeling?"

"I…it's hard to understand it all. My head is hurting." Amelia took a step closer to Meredith, who was sitting on the bed. "How are you?"

Meredith didn't replay to her immediately.

"Meredith?"

"I am fine."

"Meredith."

"I'm…." She looked into her blue eyes. Just like Derek, she always cared about Meredith. She was her only family since Derek's death. Her mother and sisters were no longer in her life. "I'm not right, Amy."

Amelia didn't say a word. She just sat next to her sister-in-law and took her in the arms, allowing Meredith to cry her pain away.