Thanks for the reviews guys, appreciate them :) Finally a new chapter woo! Feels like its been forever. Okay so this one features a dream thing which in my head was similar to the bomb ep when Meredith was talking to Derek and also the ep where she drowns and she's in the hospital with Denny and Co. So I felt as though I should have kept it the same and set it in the hospital but in the end just did my own setting, you'll see what I mean. Oh and I'm no Doc so I tried my best with the medical stuff. Enjoy. Don't own Grey's don't sue ;)

Derek hurriedly pushed Meredith's bed into the trauma room, Addison on his heels. As soon as they were in the room Addison quickly got to work. The interns and Bailey soon followed also: concerned and wanting to help. Everyone looked on in fear. The chief entered the room.

" What are you all doing in here?" He boomed.

" I'm treating her." Addison replied.

" I'm her resident."

" I'm her person."

" So are we." Izzie said pointing at herself, George and Alex.

" I'm…" Derek struggled for a term to describe himself. " I'm staying."

The chief sighed, succumbing to the fact no one was going to leave. He looked at Meredith and his heart sank. He wasn't going anywhere either.

Meredith stood in a beautiful garden. She had never seen so many flowers. She smiled she felt so warm and – happy. She looked up and saw Derek. He walked towards her and she laughed as he held her waist looking down at her.

" Why is it that in life or death situations you're always there?"

He smiled lovingly.

" I think you already know the answer to that." He kissed her forehead. She chuckled.

" I'm beginning to think these weird dreams are real."

" Who says they aren't?" She looked at him as if he were crazy. Of course this wasn't real! He took her hand and they started to walk through the trees.

" Meredith why do you think we're here?"

" Don't" She whispers. " Don't ruin it yet. Just…just for a little while lets just be here, in this beautiful place."

Said it all
Nothing to say at all
Nothing to say that matters
Haven't we said it all?

" Derek." Addison said more forcefully gaining his attention.

" I need you to go get an ultrasound machine." And he turned and left carrying out her request.

" O'Malley I need you to take this and get the results now and I mean now." She handed him a blood sample and he raced off down to the lab.

" Is she going to be okay?" Izzie enquired. Alex subconsciously reached for her hand and she held onto it.

" Well I've put her on Dilantin so she hopefully won't seize again. And the bleeding has stopped so she's not bleeding out – yet."

" And the baby?"

" Well like I say the bleeding has stopped but she could have still be miscarrying. But -" Addison had her hand on Meredith's stomach " The baby's moving." A small smile played on Addison's lips. You have to be okay, baby. She silently wished.

The others in the room all visibly relaxed.

" But I'll know more once Derek gets the ultrasound. It's not looking great at this point I think she has eclampsia."

" But isn't it too early for that?" Bailey asked.

" It's rare but it can happen this early especially if the patient has been under a lot of stress." Addison picked up Meredith's hand. " Her hands are swollen and it looks like her face is too. Has she had any symptoms pre-eclamptic or otherwise?" Addison asked the interns.

" She's been having headaches." Izzie glanced at the others. " And she has been acting weird."

" Weird how?" Addison asked clearly annoyed at having to prompt her: this wasn't a game.

" Well I think she's been suffering from paranoia. She's …been paranoid about you – she's been having nightmares that you're going to kill her."

Alex snorted and Christina smacked him on the back of the head.

" This isn't funny jackass."

" Well the way she said that was kinda funny." After receiving glares from everyone he apologized and hung his head.

" It definitely sounds more and more plausible as eclampsia." Addison looked down at Meredith sadly. " Damn it." She said quietly. Where the hell is Derek?

Meredith was running giggling, Derek was chasing after her. He grabbed her and stopped her laughing too. His face became serious. He pulled Meredith down to sit on the grass. She rolled her eyes.

" I guess it's time to talk."

" Yeah. Do you know why we're here?"

" Umm because I'm on conscious and this is one of those reoccurring dream things we have." Derek glared at her.

" Be serious Meredith. I don't want to lose you. I can't."

" You're not going to."

" Really? Because right now it seems as if you've given up."

" Because I make one joke all of a sudden I've given up?!"

" No because you saw this happening. You watched it happen and you did nothing to stop it. You've been drowning and you let yourself sink."

" It's an illness it's not so easy to just fix it by myself." Meredith defended herself. Derek's gaze saw straight through her and she looked down.

" Okay so I didn't fight, I should have saw a doctor…but what's the point anymore." Derek leaned over and laid his hand on her stomach.

" This. This is the point." The baby kicked his hand and this made her grow upset.

" It's too hard." He lifted her chin up to make her look at him.

" No Meredith. It's not too hard; you can fight this. Stop complaining and just fight."

Tears begin spilling down her cheeks. She rose, shacking her head slightly.

" I can't Derek." She turned to leave.

He quickly rose also and stopped her.

" Stop running Meredith. Just stop running. You can't just let this disease consume you."

" Why?!" she asked distraught.

" Because!" He shouted. " Because I can't live without you!" he said more softly.

In the sudden light of day
The weight of expectation
Hurt begins to fade
As you find a new direction
Been talking here for days and days and days

Everyone in the room was gazing at the screen.

" He placenta is lying low which explains the bleeding, she's not miscarrying which is something at least. I've put her on steroids to mature the baby's lungs, now all we can do is wait and pray to god that they both pull through. Karev get her moved upstairs and monitor her and page me the instant anything changes. And I suggest the rest of you go back to work, you can't do anything for her just now and we do still have a crisis on our hands."

Addison hurriedly left the room practically finding it impossible to hold in her emotions any longer. She sought out the nearest storage closet and ran to it for shelter. She entered and tears quickly followed as she let out her guilt, pain and hormones. Mark entered the closet and she was both relieved that it was him and no one else but also annoyed that he was there at all. Can't a girl have a good cry in peace?

" Hey come on now, it's not going to do anyone any good you crying in here."

" But… it's… all… my… fault." She said in between sobs.

" Well that's the biggest loada crap I ever heard."

" It's true I should have recognized the symptoms. And now Derek hates me too and I don't blame him." She continued to sob. " I can't believe I'm bringing a baby into this."

" First of all Derek's an ass. Secondly okay so maybe there were symptoms but you're not Meredith's mommy nor are you her doctor or even her friend at this point, it wasn't your responsibility to look out for symptoms. And thirdly." He walked over to her and enveloped her in a hug. " This baby is going to be so lucky, lucky to have a mother like you."

She pulled back to look at him seriously.

" I'm not blameless Mark I kept dismissing her problems if I'd have taken the time to listen maybe this could have been prevented. The baby's way to premature to be delivered, I don't know if the baby will survive this."

" Well then it's a good job she has the best damn neonatal surgeon treating her." He stroked her cheek and pulled her back into a hug. This time she didn't pull back: she clung to him and let all her emotions out. She clung to him for what seemed like an eternity; he was the only thing holding her up.

" You really think the baby's going to be lucky?" she muffled into his neck.

He smiled.

" Yeah I do."

She smiled also gaining a little hope for them all.

" I just hope Meredith is lucky too."

Addison walked down the hall and spotted Derek up ahead. She quickly turned and headed back the way she came, she really wasn't in the mood for an argument. She was unlucky though as that moment she felt a tugging on her arm as she was dragged into the nearest on call room. It seemed Derek had seen her after all. She sighed into herself and hugged herself as if to try and protect herself from the abuse she was about to receive. Derek looked angry and hurt.

" She said you kept telling her she was fine. What gave you the right to just dismiss her like that? You're a doctor for Christ's sake you should not bring your personal feelings into it!"

Her eyes welled up a little. Damn those hormones.

" Derek I am sorry that she is sick, I really am. Do you think I would have actually wished this happened to her? Because I would never be that hateful, this is a horrible situation!"

She began crying for what seemed like the millionth time that day and Derek seemed to look a little guilty. "I get that you're angry and upset and so here you are taking it all out on me – just like always. I am so sick of it Derek! Okay so I could have been more respectful at work but she's still the woman who slept with my husband."

She hurriedly headed for the door, eager to escape.

" And I'm still your wife." She choked out as she exited the room. Derek sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Life would have been so much easier if he were gay.

All of the miles of words we've spoken
All of the lines that got away
Didn't we take the time to say them all?

Somewhere upstairs, in a quiet room, lay Meredith Grey. It was now common knowledge that the intern was now a patient and somehow the hospital had grown a little bit quieter and a little bit slower. Because even though she was a favourite topic of gossip and the butt of a lot of jokes - the staff at Seattle Grace were a family and family took care of their own.

Attached to several machines Meredith lay peacefully, deceiving to the naked eye, as looking at her, one would certainly not think she was sick. It had only been a few hours but already her room had been showered with gifts of people showing their support.

A dark haired figure sat sullenly at her bedside listening to the beep of her heart rate.

George O'Malley clutched his good friends hand.

" You're going to get through this Meredith, you have to." He whispered. " You know why? Because you have someone who needs you more than anything." He lifted Meredith's hand and his own and rested them on her stomach. " This little person right here."

When the tears fall away
And there's no conversation
There's nothing left to break
That's not already broken

The beautiful Izzie Stevens sat next to the hospital bed. The usually cheery, former model, looked broken. She stared at her friend and bit back another batch of tears. She couldn't sit here and cry; Meredith needed them all to be strong for her.

" Meredith you need to get better. You need to fight this, okay?" She took a breath. " Because you are going to want to meet your baby, you need to be here when he or she comes out. Trust me." She whispered.

" There's something I never told you but I think now seems appropriate." She sighs recalling the hardest thing she ever had to do. " When I was sixteen I had a baby. A little girl and she was so beautiful. You never know how much you can love someone until you hold that tiny little person in your arms. The whole world just melts away." She couldn't contain her tears anymore.

" So you have to get better Meredith – you don't have a choice."

You're staring into space
And every inch of silence
Been standing here for days, and days

Christina yang sat at her friend's bedside feeling awkward. She didn't do emotion well.

" So Meredith you know I'm not all 'touchy feely lets braid each other's hair'. But you're my person and I'm yours so you're not getting away that easily."

She latched onto Meredith's hand, holding on forever like a child too scared at what'll happen if they let go.

Said it all
Nothing to say at all
Nothing to say that matters
Haven't we heard enough?

Alex Karev stood reading Meredith's chart and scribbling down her vitals. He looked down at Meredith sadly.

" So uh listen I'm here too, you know? Izzie told me I should talk to you or something, let you know I'm here or whatever. She basically told me she'd kick my ass if I didn't and I know she will so…"

He shifted uncomfortably on the balls of his feet, feeling awkward.

" Satan's got me monitoring you – not that I mind, I do kinda like you ya know?" he paused, unsure of what to say. " And don't worry I'm actually pretty good at gynie, really good actually. And I kinda like it, I think I might specialise in it instead of plastics. But you better not tell anyone that."

He swallowed.

" But maybe if you pull your ass through this I'll let you mock me." He smirked a little being Alex.

" But dude I am so not holding your hand."

Derek and Meredith were kissing. They pulled back and were out of breath.

" That was some kiss." She laughed.

" Well I'm trying to get my point across. You have to go back. Everyone will be crushed if you don't Meredith. You can't give up."

She looks into his dreamy eyes and searches his face.

" I know."

Said it all
Nothing to say at all
Nothing to say that matters
Haven't we heard enough?

Shout out to AiLing who guessed Meredith's condition ? Felt as though I should have included more but I didn't want it to be too long so I'll just save the rest for the next chap.I'm thinking only a couple more chapters to go.