Derek didn't know how to react to the sight before him. He felt like everything was moving in slow motion. He wasn't crying, he was just in shock.
"It was a hit and run. The car hit her from behind and sped off, but the police located the driver about twenty minutes ago, and have him in custody down at the station." Erica Hahn informed Derek. "We need to get her into surgery now, so take a look at the CT's we had ordered. She got hit pretty hard, and she has an aortic tear from the impact so were going to be operating together. We also have a neonatal specialist to be supervising the baby's heart rate."
So she really was pregnant. Derek's thoughts were flooding him as he made his way towards the OR. Could he do this? He had to. What if she died? He was still in love with Meredith, but he nor Mer would never wish death on Rose. She was only human. "Please let there be a miracle." He whispered to himself as he made his way into the OR.
A couple of hours later Izzie made her way home from the hospital. She sat her keys down by the front door and headed for the stairs. When she passed the kitchen she noticed an empty tequila bottle on the counter. "MER!" Izzie yelled hoping for an answer. She sprinted up the stairs and into Meredith's room. Her first thought was that Meredith had passed out in bed. She rushed to the side of the bed and started shaking Meredith, hoping for a response.
"What the hell!" Yelled Meredith.
"OH, you're alive… "
"Um…Yeah! Why would you think otherwise?" Meredith said with a confused look on her face….
"Well you know, just the EMPTY tequila bottle downstairs." Izzie said sternly.
"I didn't drink it Iz." Meredith said.
"You didn't?"
"No. Derek poured it down the sink. I never drank it; I just sat and looked at it after what happened with Rose. I couldn't help it. I was so sad about the whole situation."
"Honestly, I didn't expect you to be this upset about it? I mean, I though you hated her Mer" Izzie said, halfheartedly laughing. Mer wondered how Izzie knew what happened that night. She must have talked to Derek at the hospital.
"How could I not be upset. I mean what are we going to do? Will Derek leave me for her again? How will Delia deal with this when she's older?" Meredith said rambling.
"What the hell are you talking about Mer? What does Delia have to do with this?" Izzie said, her face contorted with confusion.
"You know, about Rose being pregnant."
"ROSE IS PREGNANT!" Izzie shrieked.
"Yeah, didn't you know? I thought that was what we were talking about." Meredith replied. "Wait…what are you talking about. What happened with Rose?"
"She was hit by a car tonight. She's in surgery with Hahn and Derek right now. She's pretty bad Mer."
"Oh my god. I had no idea. Is she going to live?"
"They don't know yet." Izzie said, worried that Meredith wouldn't know how to handle all of this.
Derek walked out of the OR and straight to the nearest chair. How was her going to get through this whole thing with Meredith? He sat in silence for a few minutes and grabbed his scrub cap off of his head and threw it on the floor. After no movement, he suddenly got up and ran down the hallway into a stairwell and fell to the floor crying, face in his hands.
A few seconds later, Mark ran in the same door and slid down to the floor next to Derek. After a few moments of silence Mark finally put a hand on Derek's shoulder.
"Man I'm sorry. No one should have to experience a loss like that. Are you gonna be ok?"
"Yeah. I just want to get home to Meredith" Derek said.
Mark didn't have to say anything else. He knew that Derek was and always had been in love with Meredith. He just didn't use his head.
Derek squeezed Mark's shoulder in return and then slowly got up and made his way towards the parking lot, wanting to see Meredith more than ever.