All Derek could do was watch and when he saw the charge paddles being brought near his son's bed, he began to bang on the glass, screaming "Save my son!"
Meredith was sleeping when she heard the familiar faint sound of a code blue alarm going off and right away, she sat up in the bed. Nurses ran past her doorway and Meredith being the curious person that she was stood up from her bed, putting the slippers onto her feet. She walked gently into the hallway and using the rail along the wall for support, she headed towards the NICU. She walked through the door and saw in front of her husband pounding at the glass and screaming. She looked past him and saw doctors around her son with charge paddles nearby. She whimpered and then the last thing she saw was her husband coming towards her.
Derek was beside Mer's bed, sitting in a chair chewing on his nails and waiting for Dr. Jameson to come in. His wife had come in, weak from the delivery and she collapsed there on the floor. What she hadn't seen though was Dr. Callum, the neonatal specialist shock their tiny son's heart back into a regular rhythm. Derek had never experienced anything so painful before and his heart ached for Noah and Meredith together. He didn't know what to do or say and when he heard footsteps by the door he looked up. There standing at the door was Dr. Jameson and Dr. Callum together, grim expressions on their faces.
Meredith was shaken awake gently by Derek and she couldn't remembered what happened. There in front of her was Dr. Jameson and a doctor she didn't recognize until he began to talk. Flashbacks came at her in one shot and she remembered seeing the doctors, pushing meds into her son's IV and trying to get him stable. She didn't know if he was still alive and for once since her pregnancy and the birth of Noah, she didn't want to hear what the doctors needed to say. All Meredith wanted to do was go back to her dark and twisty self.
Dr. Callum begin to speak and Derek heart raced. "Your son had a seizure which caused his heart to stop. We had a hard time restarting it and the prognosis is grim," he said. A whimper came from the bed and Derek turned to see Meredith crying again and when he reached out to comfort her, she turned away. She shouted "Derek, this is all your fault! You crashed the car and caused all this. Get the hell away from me." She turned on her side and curled up in a ball, making sure no one could touch her. Derek heard the small sobs and saw the trembling, but tears were brewing in his eyes and he got up to leave, leaving a crying wife and two very confused doctors.
Derek went to the only place he felt safe and that was his tiny son. Noah was so little yet his parent's fate seemed to lie in his little hands. He was there safe haven and his little ears' held the secrets his parents told him and no one else. Derek sat in the rocking chair next to the incubator watching his son's chest rise and fall making sure that no beat was skipped. He was breathing and that was a sign of relief for Derek, but he knew something was wrong. That wasn't his wife back there talking to him; it was a stranger, an unknown to him and he just wanted his wife back.
She was shoving clothes faster into the suitcase under her bag. Tears were falling hard into her suitcase, but she didn't care; all she wanted was to be home in her own bed, own clothes, and own life. She didn't want her new life to be controlled by monitors and machines; instead she wanted it back to normal. Derek had disappeared and she felt bad for what she did, but it seemed like it just didn't matter anymore. Zipping up the back, she swung it over her back and went to discharge herself from this hell hole.
Derek was walking back to the room at an eager pace. He was happy because when he'd been with Noah, his son had opened his eyelids and started crying. Derek comforted him and he talked to Noah until the baby had fallen asleep. It was then when a fellow neurosurgeon Dr. Nelson came in to tell Derek the good news that Noah had no signs of brain bleeds. He knocked on Meredith's door and when no response came, he walked right in. The smile fell from his face when he saw lying in front of him was her hospital bracelet and the discharge papers. He was angry how his wife could be walking away from what truly mattered and he didn't know what to do.