Disclaimer: Honestly? do u reallly think a broke high school student like me could own a show like greys anatomy? i think not!
A/N: Thank you to all who commented, it really motivates me to post faster. And just as a side note im sorry if there are any technical mistakes, just try and bear with me, but feel free to point them out. ok so read it, love/hate it, reply either way!
There is was. A faint pulsing at his finger tips, like the wings of a butterfly beating against his fingers. He let out a sob of relief. She was alive. His reason for living was alive. He ran his hands over her unmoving form, looking for any injuries and upon finding nothing life threatening, let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding.
Suddenly he Meredith coughing and in that moment, decided it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. He looked at her face and saw her eyes fluttering open. Her green eyes seemed unfocused and afraid, darting from one side to the other.
"Mer, Mer, look at me. Can you say something for me Meredith?" asked Derek, afraid that she had been hurt by the crash. She finally focused on his face and said "where am I? Whats going on? Derek, why are you bleeding?" Derek could hear the panic in her voice and tried to calm her down.
"Mer, baby, there was an accident. Our plane crashed but don't worry. I'll take care of you. I would never let anything happen to you." He said, trying to soothe her, but he knew that truer words had never been spoken. He would die before he let anything happen to her. "Mer I'll get us out of this but first I need to set your wrist. It was broken when you got thrown from the plane. I need to go get the first aid kit from the plane but don't worry, I will be right back," he said looking deep into her eyes, trying to reassure her with his presence.
"Don't worry about me," she whispered, her fear clear in every word she spoke. "Go get the kit." With one last look at her he got up and went to the plane. Luckily the first aid kit had become dislodged in the crash and he retrieved it easily.
When he reached Meredith and started to set her wrist, tears came to his eyes, because even though he knew she had to be in an incredible amount of pain, she refused to show it. The only indications she gave of any discomfort were that her breathing came out in short gasps and her eyes turned dark with pain.
After he was done, he cleaned up her other cuts and bandaged everything that was still breathing. When she tried to return the favour, he gently stopped her, knowing that she must be exhausted. Then he pulled her trembling form into his arms, finding comfort in her breath against his skin, and, huddled against the base of the tree, they drifted off into a sweet, healing sleep.