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Chapter 7

Meredith continued to stare at the ceiling. She wasn't sure what was going on anymore. She knew that having a tumor was bad, but it never occurred to her that it could mean death. 'Death' she thought. Didn't she, not long ago, want to die? Didn't she want all her pain to end? But now things were different. She realized how happy she really had been. She had friends, a boyfriend, a nice house, a nice job…everything. And now, she was dying. She sighed deeply. She didn't really want to think about it at the moment. She could always just think about it later. The door suddenly swung open and she prepared to yell at who she assumed to be Izzie.

"Would you just…" she trailed off. She looked up and saw Derek standing there, looking at her. "Derek?" she asked, not believing her eyes.

He smiled slightly and nodded. "Yeah…it's me."

She felt her eyes watering against her will

Derek walked over and sat on the edge of her bed. "Meredith." He said, putting a hand on her cheek.

She felt a tear slide down her cheek. "Where have you been? I-I…needed…I need you."

He could feel his heart breaking at her words. He loved her so much, and he had been too selfish to be there for her. He pulled her into his arms and held her tight. She cried softly into his arms. "Sshhh…it's alright. I'm here now. I'm so sorry I wasn't there before, but I'm here now." He kissed her head softly.

After a few moments, she pulled away and looked up at him. "What will we do?" she paused. "George…says there's a way."

Derek stood up and ran his fingers threw his hair.

Meredith sat there, watching him carefully. "Derek…is it true?" she asked.

He looked down at her. "I don't know."

"Well what do you mean you don't know? Is there a way for me to live or not?" she said, getting agitated.

He stared at her, trying not to get upset. "Meredith it's not that simple. It's been performed no more that 5 times…and every time…"

"What?" she asked.

"No one has lived. Two made it through the procedure, but never came out of a coma."

Meredith looked up at him. "Oh…" was all she could say.

"And" he said, walking across the room. "it was done by highly trained physicians. I called them all and none of them are willing to try it again."

"Derek…come here."

He turned around and sat back down next to her.

"You…Derek Shepherd…are the most talented doctor I know. You are a brilliant brain surgeon…"

"Meredith…" he started.

"No Derek you are the best there is and you know it. if anyone is going to be operating on Meredith Grey's brain…its you."

He looked at her disbelievingly. "But Meredith…"

"No. that's it. If I'm having this operation, then I want you to be my doctor. Okay?" I trust you with my life." she said, taking his hands in hers.

He looked at her, his eyes beginning to water slightly. "I don't think I can do it…it's too much too soon and…"

Meredith shook her head. "It's okay. You can think it over and do all the preparing that you need to do."

Derek looked down and took a deep breath. "Meredith…I don't have time. You don't have time. This operation…it has to be done now…well tomorrow."

She looked at him strangely. "Why so soon?"

He looked up at her. "Because, if not done right away…it can't be done."

She let go of his hands. "Derek, if I don't have this done…how long do I have to live?"

He waited a moment before saying anything. "6 weeks…max."

Her eyes widened. She looked away, trying to control her emotions the looked back. "I want the surgery. That's my final decision."

He looked at her and nodded, knowing she wouldn't change her mind. "Alright…I'll do it…first thing tomorrow." He said defeated.

Meredith hugged him. "Thank you Derek." She said, hugging him tightly.