AFTERMATH

AN: OMG thank you so much everyone for all of the amazing reviews! I couldn't believe how many were waiting for me. Now, this is the lead up to Izzie and Alex's wedding, the birth of Christina's third child, after Adam, 9, and Bailey, 4, as well as Derek telling Meredith about his mother and what happens to George's daughter. Please read and review and enjoy.

CHAPTER EIGHT

- Seattle Grace Hospital, Maternity Wing, 2016 -

"OH MY GOD!'

The nurses turned to look at the screaming resident, heavily into her labour cycle.

"Somebody get me Addison Sloan on the phone!" Isobel Stevens yelled towards one of her interns as she ran into the delivery room.

"Chris, you need to calm down," she told her friend, trying to comfort her before beginning the examination.

"Do I look like I am going to calm down, Izzie?" Christina screamed as another contraction rocked her body.

"Yang! Calm down!" Miranda Bailey walked back into the ward, this time in a set of scrubs. When she had arrived at the hospital earlier that night, she was still in the street clothes she had changed into after her shift.

"Miranda! You of all people should realise that I am married!"

"Yes, Christina, but maybe you should quieten down a bit, because while you are in here, the rest of the hospital is in turmoil because of the huge accident that has happened, and we are down three surgeons now."

Christina grit her teeth during the next contraction before answering her friend. "Three? I know about me, but who else?"

Bailey sighed. "You, Izzie and Meredith."

"Well, I can't help that Addison is still in San Fran, can I?" Izzie spoke up, dragging an intern back into delivery. "Miranda, can you take Myers and Roberts back to the pit. They can hep out any attending or resident that needs help while I keep Hastings in here to deliver Baby Burke. And someone get Meredith out of her on call room and off the banana bag and into this delivery room. Even when she's hungover she can be helpful."

Bailey mock saluted Izzie, making the paediatrician laugh as she directed her intern, new captain of the 'Vagina Squad', a term which had applied to Alex ten years ago, before leaving the delivery room, two interns trailing after her.

- Seattle Grace Hospital, On Call Room, 2016 -

Meredith was still on the bed, still yelling at her intern about Derek Shepherd, when Miranda Bailey slammed through the door.

"Get up, Grey," she shrieked, interrupting her vent and scaring the neurosurgeon onto the floor.

"What the hell, Miranda?" she shrieked in return, picking herself off the floor.

Sighing, Bailey dismissed the intern watching over her supervisor before shaming the resident. "Meredith, Christina's in labour, and you are in no condition to go into surgery, so Izzie wants you up there in support for your friend. The three of you are not allowed to leave the maternity floor until that baby screams her little head off."

Meredith stood up to face the woman she had known for ten years. "Fine. But can I lose the banana bag?"

- Seattle Grace Hospital, Operating Room 4, 2016 -

Derek Shepherd stared through his microscope into his patient's brain, intent on repairing the damage before letting Preston Burke take over to repair the damage to his heart.

"Done," he said, removing the microscope from his head. "Go for your life, Preston, I've done all I can for now."

The Chief of Surgeries, a cardiovascular specialist, took over the surgery.

"Glad I brought you back, Shepherd?" he asked, tinkering around the patient's chest cavity.

Derek turned around just before the door to answer his old friend.

"Depends. Is everyone else glad I'm back?" he responded.

Before Burke, Shepherd or any other occupant in the OR could say anything, monitor alarms started beeping, forcing everyone into action, including Shepherd.

"She's crashing! BP's dropped to 30 over 80!"

The nurses and two surgeons worked on their patient, 42 year old Miles Olsen, for over 40 minutes before either had the heart to call it.

"Time of death, 20:48," Preston called, removing his gloves and throwing them in a bin. "Damn."

"Welcome back to Seattle Grace, Derek."

- Seattle Grace Hospital, Elevator, 2016 -

Meredith stood against the side of the elevator, heading on her own towards the maternity floor to help Izzie and Christina, when it stopped on the surgical floor unexpectedly.

Expecting Burke or an intern to step in, Meredith Grey grimaced when the man she absolutely despised at that point in time step in to the elevator.

"Doctor Grey."

"Doctor Shepherd."

The two stood, side by side, on the back wall of the elevator in silence, both staring at the door, both heading towards the maternity floor.

"Mere, we need to talk," Derek suddenly said, turning towards the neurosurgeon and pulling the emergency stop lever.

"What the hell did you do that for?" she screamed as soon as the alarms started ringing.

"Mere, we need to talk!" he screamed in reply.

"Derek! I've told you all I need to! You left, remember? I have nothing left to say to you!"

"Meredith!" he screamed, silencing her quickly. "I left because my mum died right before I found out you and Addison were pregnant! I left Seattle for Boston to help out my dad, sisters and their families! While I was there, the chief of surgeries at Boston Public offered me an open spot as head of Neuro! It was only supposed to be for six months, but I was asked to stay on contract once a year." Derek was starting to sound slightly desperate, calming his tone and sounding weak.

"But how come you came back?" she asked, her tone softening like his.

"Ten years after leaving, Preston called me. He was concerned, Mere, he said you had been miserable for ten years, ever since I walked out that day, especially more when Addison and Christina gave birth to their children. I felt sorry for you, Mere, because I wanted to be here for you, but I had to help Dad with everything."

Meredith looked into Derek's eyes.

"Derek, you didn't even call! You didn't tell anyone where you were, or why you left! You didn't even call during those ten years, even when we invited your family to the two weddings! Derek, you left without a trace thought about any of us here! Maybe we were better off without you and your arrogant, self-centred attitude."

Derek stared at his ex-girlfriend as she released the emergency stop lever and the elevator continued on its ascent towards maternity.

"You still could have called," Meredith muttered as she left the car, headed towards delivery. "Right now, I HAVE SOMEWHERE TO BE!"

Meredith walked off quickly before Derek could respond.

- Seattle Grace Hospital, Emergency Room, 2016 -

"OK, send this one up to Intensive Care and page Shepherd for a Neuro consult to meet him up there. Lawson," Alex Karev screamed at the nearest intern. "I want you to look after Mr Towley, so you're with Shepherd for the day."

The nervous-looking surgical intern, belonging to Christina, obeyed his superior's orders and wheeled Mr Towley off towards the ICU before neurosurgery.

"OK, who's next?" Alex yelled. Being a plastic surgeon, there were currently no cases for his immediate concern, so he was helping in the pit to clear the accident victims.

Just as he was being briefed on the next patient coming to his attention, Alex was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his phone.

"Karev," he answered, signalling Christina's suck ups to shut up.

"Alex, it's Meredith. You'd better get up to maternity soon, we have a problem."

Alex almost dropped his cell phone in shock.

"Get Doctor Fisher in here to cover me, I have to leave."

All over the hospital, residents and attendings were running towards the delivery room on the maternity floor towards Christina.

Nice cliffie? I liked it.

Anyway, no I'm not going to kill of Christina but death threats are welcome for trying. And who wants Meredith to slug Derek one, because that sounds really tempting right now!