A/N: Wow, so many reviews for the last chapter. Well I did promise didn't I? Here it is:

Cristina

The last thing she remembered was being carried on a stretcher towards an ambulance. Owen was standing over her, tears were running down his cheeks. A soft smile graced his lips.

He asked her something she never thought he would ask. "Marry me?"

And then she was waking up, and she never even knew that she had fallen asleep. The light was too bright. It stung her eyes, but she forced them open.

There was a low beeping sound, and it was annoying. She groaned, wanting the sound to stop.

There was a soft pressure on her hand, and it suddenly increased.

"Cristina?" a deep voice whispered.

It was the voice she had wanted to hear. A small smile swiped across her lips and she whispered something, bearly audible.

"Yes."

"What?" Owen asked. "Cristina, can you hear me? Are you trying to talk? What did you say?"

Cristina swallowed and found that her throat was dry and it stung. It was from the smoke, she realized.

"I said yes," Cristina croaked out.

She opened her eyes a bit more and found Owen's.

"Yes?" Owen questioned.

"Yes," Cristina whispered. "Yes, I'll marry you."

Owen's mouth curved up into a smile and a tear ran down his cheek. "Really?" he gasped.

"Really," Cristina whispered.

She heard Owen laugh with joy before she drifted away again.

Alex

The second he felt conciousness hit him, he began coughing like crazy. Every movement he made caused pain.

He opened his eyes and they widened when he found himself in a hospital room.

"I'm not dead," he whispered.

"No, you're not," a soft voice said from beside him.

Alex gasped and turned his head swiftly, quickly groaning in pain.

"Hailey?" Alex croaked. "What are we doing here? How did we get out alive?"

"You're friend Cristina found us."

Alex's eyes widened. "We... we got out alive? Well, what the hell are you doing in here?"

"I snuck out of my hospital room," Hailey admitted. "Mom and dad were asked to answer some questions for the press."

"But why would you come in here?"

Hailey hesitated for a moment before answering. "I had to make sure you were okay," she murmured.

"But... why?" Alex asked, bewildered.

"Because, you're my friend. You were going to be the last person I ever spoke to. And you lived."

Alex smiled slightly. "So Yang saved us, huh?"

"Yeah," Hailey giggled. "She was at the bottom of the stairs the whole time. It took her a while to climb them. She bruised her back pretty bad. And I broke my arm."

Alex cocked his head to the side. "How the hell did you break your arm?" he asked, noticing Hailey's cast for the first time.

"We had to carry you down the steps," Hailey said. "I fell."

"You carried me down the steps?"

"I couldn't leave you to die," Hailey said, smiling. "By the way, my boyfriend heard. He's coming in to see me."

Alex just stared for a moment before somehting crossed his mind that he had been trying to to think about. It brought up too much pain.

He suddenly gasped Aand squirmed in pain.

Hailey sat straighter. "Careful, you slipped a disk in your back-

"Izzie!" Alex cried out. "Where is she?"

A nurse suddenly came running into the room and her eyes widened when she saw Hailey. "What the heck are you doing in here?" she demanded, and then her attention turned to Alex. "You're awake."

"Where is she?" Alex demanded. "Where's Izzie?"

The nurses eyes softened and she stepped forwards towards Alex. She couldn't keep eye contact with him as she ran her fingers through her hair and staired at the wall.

Alex chocked on a sob. "She's dead, isn't she?" he cried.

"No," the nurse said. "But she was in a terrible accident. She might be in a coma. She hasn't woken up yet."

Alex breathed in and out, not sure how to feel. She was alive. But for how long?

Mark

Mark walked mindlessly through the hallways of Seatle Pres. He couldn't keep his mind wrapped around anything.

All he could think about was Lexie. She was in surgery, and she was pretty bad when he last saw her. She was bearly breathing.

As he walked past a room he stopped when he realized it was Merediths. He stepped inside slowly and cleared his throat.

Derek's head snapped up and looked at him. He had tears in his eyes.

"Still hasn't woken up, has she?" Mark asked, sympathetically.

Derek cleared his throat before speaking. "She has a pretty bad concussion, and it wasn't treated. She could go into a coma Mark. She could die."

"So could Lexie," Mark whispered.

They both continued to stare at each other before Derek burried his face into his hands and started to sob.

Mark fell down into a chair and started to do the same thing.

They were both so wrapped up in their crying that they didn't even notice Meredith squirming. She started to cough drastically.

Derek looked up from his hands quickly and Mark looked over as well.

"Meredith?" Derek gasped.

Meredith mumbled something inaudible, her eyes still closed.

Derek bent over Meredith and stroked her cheek. "What was that?" he whispered. "Come on Mer. What did you say?"

Meredith's eyes suddenly snapped open and Derek nearly fell out of his chair in shock.

"Izzie!" Meredith screamed.

A/N" Not my longest chapter, I know. I didn't have time to write a long one, but I didi promise to get this up for twenty reviews by midnight. If I get twenty five reviews by tommorow afternoon I will update immidiately.

So this is your turn guys. What is your biggest question. I may possibly answer it.