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Feeling a pair of strong arms around her waist, Meredith blinked her eyes open slowly, snuggling deeper against him. "You're amazing," Derek kissed along her bare shoulder, murmuring against her skin.
She let out a small laugh, placing her arm over top of his. Derek interlocked his fingers with hers, as she laid on her back, looking up at him. He leaned down to capture her lips. Meredith couldn't stop smiling. "You're not too shabby yourself."
"That's all I get?" He feigned sadness. "That smile says otherwise," Derek ran his thumb over her bottom lip. Meredith groaned when her phone started to ring. "Ignore it."
"I can't," Meredith leaned over. "Hello?"
"Meredith, it's Mom. Listen. Cristina just collapsed in the operating room. Do you know anything that could be the cause of this?" Ellis sighed.
Meredith sat up, holding the blankets against her chest. "What? I was just talking to her yesterday."
"Meredith, anything helps."
"She's uh, she's pregnant." After a few more words, Meredith tossed her phone on the nightstand. After she pulled her bra and jeans back on, she stood up.
She didn't realize Derek had called her name a few times. "Meredith. What's going on?"
"I don't know. Cristina collapsed and, I have to go. I'm sorry. I… I have to be there for her." Meredith picked up her shirt, smiling sadly, seeing it ripped. "I forgot about that."
Derek jumped up, he grabbed an old t-shirt for her. "Let me call you a car. It'll be much quicker."
Meredith nodded. "I'm sorry, Derek," She grabbed her belongings, following him towards the apartment's door.
"Hey," He grabbed her waist gently. "You have nothing to apologize for. You make sure your best friend is okay. If you need me, I'll come there. I'm sure Addison could pick Ky up early."
"I'm sure everything's going to be okay," Meredith breathed out, trying to convince herself more than Derek. "Spend some time with Kyla."
Derek tipped her chin up, leaving her with a gentle, but strong kiss all at the same time. "Please, call me."
Meredith nodded before walking through the front door, then flying towards the elevator. Getting to the hospital was a blur. She didn't exactly remember every motion, but here she was, staring at the OR Board. C Yang. Dr. Simpson. Ectopic Pregnancy.
"Doctor Grey?"
She looked to her left, seeing Preston Burke leaning against the door frame of a conference room. Once she sat down across from him, she already felt tears coming down her cheeks. "She told you."
She nodded quickly, trying to compose herself. "Is she going to be alright? I mean, I know my bones and ligaments, but I didn't pay much attention in my gynecology rounds."
"Dr. Simpson is the best. He assured me he was going to do what ever he could," Preston trailed off with a cough to avoid finishing his sentence. "But, she told you?"
"She told me," Meredith looked at the fake grain in the wooden counter. "I'm sorry, Dr. Burke."
x.x.x
Meredith sat in the chair, across from Cristina's bed. She had woken up earlier, but her body wouldn't allow her to stay awake for long periods of time. According to Doctor Simpson, Cristina had lost not only a baby, but a fallopian tube. She rubbed her palms against the top of her jeans, staring at the floor. "He has you wearing his number now?"
The very raspy voice made Meredith jump up, "Cris."
"I'm all right," She answered the question before it could be asked. "I'm fine."
Meredith knew she wasn't fine. Then again, she wasn't going to bombard her best friend with questions at this moment. "I'm here if you want to talk about it, Cris."
Cristina turned her head to finally look over. "I was going to have an abortion, Meredith. I don't have the right to feel any type of emotion right now."
Meredith frowned, "Cristina, you know that's not true. Regardless of whatever your plans were, you are allowed to feel however you feel is warranted."
Cristina's expression made a complete one eighty degree turn. Her bottom lip started quiver and Meredith knew what was next. The tears didn't come lightly. They came in complete sobs. "I need…"
Meredith jumped up, at her side. She didn't know what do to. Cristina was yelling and crying, begging to be sedated again. The door opened, but nurses didn't barge in. It was Preston Burke. He calmly kicked his shoes off, and tossed his jacket onto the couch.
When Cristina was against his chest, Meredith found a way to say goodbye before exiting the room. She knew for damn sure that was exactly what her best friend needed at the time.
Meredith leaned against the nurses station and let out a breath. Her own body was having trouble keeping up with the turn of emotions all day. Walking towards the exit, she called a cab from the hospital's phone, going to the only place she could escape.
"Thank you," She handed the driver a pile of cash before exiting the taxi and walking into the bar she hadn't been to in awhile. "Tequila, please. Keep them coming."
Meredith couldn't shake the rush of emotions she was feeling. She tossed back a total of three shots before finally taking a breath. Thankful that the bar was empty, she wouldn't have to make small talk with anyone.
Like clockwork, the door opened, with a group of people. Meredith didn't bother turning around. When she felt a presence next to her, she didn't have to look to see who it was. Derek wrapped an arm around her waist.
Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She leaned against him, moving her head against his chest. "Let's go to your apartment and talk." Derek tossed down some money to cover her tab and a tip, before helping her to her feet. "Are you okay?"
Meredith just shook her head. She was in a daze when she finally made it to her couch. Derek sat next to her, waiting for whenever she was ready. "She could have died, Derek. She could have died. I… what… I'm… I don't know."
Derek wrapped an arm around her shoulders. He ran his fingers through her hair gently.
"It was just everything at once. This morning was perfect, then I thought my best friend was going to die, then I didn't know how to console her. I didn't know what to say."
"Baby, you were scared. It's okay," Derek frowned. "You were there the entire time. You did exactly what you needed to do."
Meredith felt her heart starting to slow. "You're right. I didn't mean to ignore you all day. I just, didn't…"
"I know. I know, baby," Derek moved so she was laying against him. "It was a hard day for you."
"C-Can you stay?"