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By the way Derek was dressed, Meredith knew she had to look somewhat fancy. She decided on a royal blue dress that came to her mid-thigh. It had a silver lining to it that wrapped around her neck and led into a v-cut in the front of the dress. She decided on ankle high black boots to match.

With one last look in the mirror, she exited her room, back into the living room. "I guess I'm as ready as ever."

Derek looked up from his phone as his breath hitched in his throat, "Meredith, you look amazing. Blue happens to be my favorite color."

"I try to clean up," She laughed it off. They headed downstairs and back on the streets of Philly. Derek already had a car waiting, so he opened the back door of the black BMW, motioning her to sit down first. "I forgot you were a billionaire."

He chuckled, pulling his seatbelt on, "I'm actually a millionaire, but that's just a small detail."

"You're hilarious," She said dryly.

"It's one of my best attributes. If you're lucky, I'll show you more soon," He winked at her.

Meredith just shook her head. Soon enough, the car pulled right in front of the restaurant. Derek stepped out, extending his hand to help Meredith as well. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

The back of the restaurant was a private room for what Meredith had assumed to be for private parties. There were about thirty people in there already. She watched as Derek made his rounds around the table with a small smile. Finding two empty seats, Derek, Mark, surrounded Meredith and even Alex was there.

"Can I get you something to drink, ma'am?"

Meredith looked over her shoulder, "May I have a water for right now."

"Can't handle more tequila?" Derek leaned towards her in a whisper, which his received a glare almost immediately.

Looking at her surroundings, Meredith smiled. Everyone was so happy, chatting and talking about the win they had received only a few short hours ago. It was a nice sight to watch. Suddenly, everyone stopped when a loud screech was heard, then a crash. A stranger, outside, was screaming for help.

Without hesitation, Meredith ran, as quickly as possible in her heels, to the street. The sight before her was gruesome. A car was up on the sidewalk, smoke pouring from the engine. A man, around her own age was underneath. Blood was pouring on the pavement below him and his leg was bent in a very unnatural way.

"Sir can you hear me?" Meredith dropped to her knees, trying to find the source of the bleed. There is was. A deep six inch gash. She started to apply pressure to the wound as people started to surround the scene. "Hey, there. What's your name?"

"R-Ryan."

"Hi, Ryan. I'm Meredith," She smiled through the fear that he was going to start to feel a lot of pain. "I'm a doctor. We're going to get you into an ambulance soon."

His eyes were fluttering. The woman he was with was crying and still partially screaming. "I don't want to die."

With half of one of her hands inside him abdomen, she forced a smile. "We're going to get you to the hospital, okay?"

The sounds of sirens made her breathe a sigh of relief. He needed to be in an Operating Room two minutes ago.

x.x.x

Cristina was spinning around in the pit's swivel chair, staring towards her ceiling. Her six hour by-pass turned into a flat line in twenty minutes. She smiled when the phone rang. "Temple University Emergency Room."

"Cris, It's Meredith."

"What do you got?"

"Around twenty-six year old male, completely shattered femur, lac to the lower abdomen about six inches long and very deep. My hands are keeping him alive right now."

"How far out?"

"One minute."

Cristina hung up the phone and immediately start paging everyone she knew would be needed, including the Chief of Surgery. She ran out to the bay, followed by her attending on call.

Preston Burke tied her scrubs on for her, but holding her there for a moment, "We should talk about this."

"I don't think now is the best time for that," She moved away abruptly. Ambulance doors opened up. Meredith was covered in blood and she was wrist deep in someone's abdomen.

"It certainly is not the best time. All right people, let's move." Burke called out as the patient was moved to a gurney. Meredith moved so she was kneeling on it as they pushed through the hospital. "Ortho?"

"You."