Meredith

"Izzie!" Meredith gasped.

The elevator doors slammed shut.

It felt like only a second later that she was laying on somehting flat, and the sound of sobbing oculd be heard next to her. She squirmed and her entire body ached.

As she swallowed, her throat felt extreamely dry. She began to cough like crazy. She oculdn't help it.

The sobbing ceased a moment before someone gasped her name. It sounded so far away.

But all she could think about was Izzie and that pink dress. The dress that she was wearing while lying in the dead arms of Denny Doquette.

Izzie.

That's all she could think about. Was Izzie dead? Did the car accident kill her?

She had to tell someone. She needed to ask and get an answer.

"I-I-I-z-z-ie," Meredith stammered out in bearly a whisper, unable to find her voice.

Meredith felt something touch her cheek. The hand felt like it hand been burnt. There were a few blisters on it.

"What was that?" a voice whispered. "Come on Mer. What did you say?"

Meredith couldn't take this anymore. She had to know if Izzie was alright. She forced her eyes open in a quick movement and screamed ot the word that she had been trying to say.

"Izzie!"

As she slowly came to her sences she saw that Derek was sitting next to her. He was sitting next to her and he was alive. Alive!

His eyes were wide with shock. He jst stared for a moment.

"Derek?" Meredith whispered.

Derek leaned down slowly and pressed his lips to her forehead before slowly sitting up. "Are you alright?" he whispered.

"Yeah..." Meredith trailed off, shaking her head. "Is the baby..."

"The baby is fine," Derek smiled. "You hit your head... you might want to take it easy. You got a concussion. But I was told that if you woke up, that you and the baby would be okay."

Meredith smiled for only a second before it faded away. "Lexie?"

"She's in surgery," a new voice answered.

Meredith gasped and her eyes shot over to find Mark wartching them with tears running down his cheeks. She had never seen him cry, and suddenly he was crying all the time.

"We don't know anything yet," Derek sighed.

Meredith nodded slowly. "Cristina?"

"I was told she was fine. She just brused her back pretty bad," Mark answered before Derek could.

Meredith nodded again. "Alex?"

"He has a slipped disk in his back, I believe," Derek said. "Cristina and one of his patients save him."

"Hailey," Meredith whispered.

She then looked up at Derek and clsoed her eyes as she asked. "Izzie?"

Derek sighed and squeezed her hand. "She is in a coma," Derek answered. "She was in a car accident, on the way to come to the hospital when she heard. I don't even know how she got there so quickly."

Meredith blinked back tears. "She was already here," she whispered.

"But... why?" Derek asked, clearly confused.

"She was worried about Alex," Meredith replied.

"But why would she be... unless..." Derek trailed off, his eyes widening. "You guys knew the fire would start, didn't you?"

Meredith chocked on a sob. "Well... I mean... not exactly," she mumbled.

"Not exactly? Did you have something to do witht he fire starting?" Mark demanded, suddenly furious.

"No! Of course not!" Meredith cried.

Derek grabbed Meredith's face between his hands and turned it to look him straight in the eye. You coudn't look away. "How. Did. You. Know?" he said, his voice a dark whisper.

Meredith's lip trembled. "I knew because... because...

"Because what?" Mark nearly shouted.

"Because George warned us!"

Alex

Alex watched as a nurse walked into the room. She checked his vitals. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Like I was burnt alive," Alex answered.

The nurse chuckled, humorlessly.

"I want to see her," Alex said suddenly.

The nurse's smile faded. "Excuse me?"

"My wife... or x-wife I guess. I want to see her."

"I-I'm sorry-

"Izzie Stevens. She was in a car accident."

The nurse shook her head as she caught on. "I'm sorry but you can't."

"I can and I will."

"Right now, all yo need to worry about is getting better," the nurse said, trying to sound sweet.

"The only reason I have to get better, to even be alive is Izzie! I can't live without her! You want me to get healed faster, let me see her. I need to see her."

The nurse hesitated before giving up and telling Alex to wait a second, before leaving the room. A minute later, she came back with a stretcher. She helped him onto it and he groaned in pain as she did so. The nurse began to wheel him through the hospital, all the way down the hallway, to an elvator, three floors up, to Izzie's room.

"Be prepared for what you will see. She is in bad shape," the nurse said.

"Thank you, nurse...

"Rose," the nurse said.

Alex nodded as she pushed him through the door into Izzie room. That;s when he froze. She had cut and bruises and bandages all over her face. Her head was wrapped in a bandage. Her skin was pale from the loss of blood.

Alex's lip trembeled as Nurse Rose pushed him up next to Izzie. "I'll give you two a moment alone," she whispered before leaving the room.

Alex's hand shook as he reached it over to Izzie's bed and took her cold hand into his. He closed it in between both of his hand and tried to warm it. He leaned forwards the best he could without hurting himself, and kissed her hand.

"Oh Izzie," he sobbed. He drew in a shaky breath. "I'm right here. I won't go anywhere, I promise. Just please don't die, okay? Please. I can't live without you. I love you so much Izzie."

Izzie's breathing didn't change. She just continued to pull in slow, shaky breaths. In. Out. In. Out.

"Just... please... please don't die, Iz. I love you too much to live without you. I can't live without Iz. I can't."

Alex could bearly control himself anymore. He just collapsed into the bed, pulling Izzie'shand onto his chest and holding it down with his own.

"I love you," he whispered.

Izzie

Izzie stepped into the elevator, confusion running through her.

Meredith was on the elevator floor, screaming. She had to find Meredith, now.

She climbed into the elevator and hit the button that would bring her to the floor that Denny was on, the one that she had gone to the night of the prom.

And then the doors opened.

A/N: Sorry the chapter is a day late. Oh my gosh, I got so many reviews. Almost thirty. Can we reach thirty reviews this time?

Here's a question for you guys. What was your favorite chapter/ scene in this story?

Oh, and I need oppinions. Should Izzie see George too? I wasn't going to have her see him, but everyone has asked for it.

And I would like ot let you know that the story isn't too much longer, but there is still some chapters to go.

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