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AN: I have no medical knowledge, just way too much time to search the internet.

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That evening when Meredith and the others get home Meredith quickly goes up to Alex's room. When she reaches his door she knocks lightly, and upon hearing a mumbled response she turns the handle, and pushes the door open.

Alex is sitting up in bed, flicking through the latest pile of magazines Meredith left on his bedside table for him. "Hey." He greets Meredith tiredly.

"Hey Alex, how're you going?" Meredith asks as she walks over to the bed, and sits down on the edge.

"Same, how was work? Anything interesting happen?"

Meredith had chosen not to tell him that she had ended up telling Christina and Bailey about him when she took him to his appointment earlier that afternoon, and even though she had told herself that she would tell him tonight, somehow she is having trouble bringing herself to say it. After a moment she decides just to bite the bullet, and get it over with. "Bailey knows."

"What?" Alex asks, clearly barely awake.

"Bailey knows... about you."

"What?!" Alex half yells, his voice not coming out nearly as strongly as he would have liked.

"I'm sorry Alex, she heard us talking, I didn't have a choice." After Christina opened her big surgery loving mouth.

Alex punches his bed in frustration. "Damn."

Meredith gently wraps one of her hands around his fist, and cups the other around his face, forcing him to look her directly in the eye. "It'll be alright, I'll sort everything out, okay?"

Alex nods slightly, and allows Meredith to pull him into a warm embrace.

The next morning Meredith arrives early, and quickly seeks out Bailey, she finds her in the locker room getting ready for her shift. "Excuse me Dr Bailey, do you have a minute?"

Bailey turns around to face Meredith. "Depends what you want to do with that minute."

"Um..."

"What do you want Grey?" Bailey asks, sounding annoyed.

"I want to talk to you about Alex... he asked me to explain things to you."

"Okay, explain." Bailey instructs as she turns back to her locker, and continues getting ready.

Taking a deep breath, Meredith begins. "A few weeks ago Alex came to me, he asked me to run some tests. The results showed ALL, I've been helping him through his treatment ever since."

"I guessed that much, what are you trying to explain?"

"I tried to get him to tell you, but he practically begged me to keep quiet. This has been rough on him, Alex didn't want anyone to see him in his current condition, or to know about it."

After a moment Bailey replies in a gentler voice. "It's alright Grey, I get it. ...Tell him to get better, and get back to work ASAP."

Over the next few months they all continue on as normally as possible, until early one Saturday morning when Meredith walks into Alex's room to check on him before she leaves for work. She got home late last night, and in her exhausted state she forgot to check on him.

It's still dark so she flicks the light switch as she moves through the doorway, and the sight before her as light fills the room is nothing less than shocking.

Alex is lying on the bed, curled into a foetal position on his side, shivering violently, himself and the sheets soaked in sweat and other substances that Meredith chooses not identify.

"Alex... Alex!" Meredith cries out before running over to the bed, shakily checking his vital signs, and trying frantically to get him to wake up.

Her cry brings Izzie and George running, both stop at in the doorway, stunned. Meredith briefly turns around. "George, call 911. Izzie come help me."

George hurries back out into the hallway, while Izzie moves hesitantly over to Alex's side. "What's going on Mere?"

"Infection, I think. He's got a high fever, rapid shallow resps, weak thready pulse, and signs of severe dehydration."

"Oh god." Izzie whispers, fighting not to break down.

Ten minutes later George shows two paramedics into Alex's room, by this time Meredith and Izzie have stripped the bedsheets and his clothes, and with great difficulty dressed him in clean clothes, after having agreed that they should't let anyone else see him lying in his own filth, and then placed several ice packs at strategic points on Alex's weakened body.

At the paramedics request Izzie steps out of the way, joining George in the doorway, Meredith however refuses to move, quickly explaining. "I'm Dr Grey, fourth year resident over at Seattle Grace. I've been with Alex throughout his treatment, I know his plan as well as his doctors."

"Alright, talk."

Bailey is supervising an intern who's doing sutures when she sees Meredith stepping out of an ambulance, helping the paramedics unload a gurney. She quickly turns to the intern. "Finish up here, then head upstairs and work on your charts."

By the time the intern turns to where Bailey was standing, she sees that Bailey has already moved away.

One of the paramedics is half way through handing Alex over to a male ER resident when Bailey rushes over. "Grey, what's..." Bailey looks to the prone form on the gurney. "Alex?!"

"I found him unresponsive in his bed this morning, he could have been like that for hours. Looks like a severe infection." Meredith tells Bailey, practically drowning in guilt.

Bailey motions to the paramedics, and the ER resident to take Alex into an available room, whilst she talks to Meredith. "I thought he was doing well. What the hell happened Grey?!"

"He was doing well Dr Bailey, he was fine when I checked on him before work yesterday-"

Bailey interrupts. "What do you mean yesterday?!"

"I was tired last night... I forgot." Meredith admits as she mentally berates herself.

Just as Bailey is about to start yelling at Meredith, they hear a shout from within the treatment room where Alex is that shocks them to the core.

"We've lost his pulse!"

TBC...

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