A/N: First I want to say that I'm over the moon! Thanks for the huge amount of alerts, adding and the reviews. I hope I get even more for this chapter. *wink wink* It will be a multi-chapter story. I try to update as fast as possible. One thing, I mentioned it in the first chapter: I'm not a doctor and not very good in medical terms. I try to be as correct as possible. If something is wrong, please tell me and I'll change it. All the information I added isn't confirmed. Thanks. P.S: Short chapter, I know. Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Fighting alone

Chapter 2: Surprise me

When we are children, we like surprises. They make us happy. We don't know what will happen. And that's the funny thing about surprises. We don't have a plan. We don't need a plan. When we are teenagers, they… They do nothing. Sometimes they are okay. Sometimes they annoy us. It's a mix. When we grow up surprises are there. But they aren't fascinating anymore. We know why they surprise us. They destroy our perfect plans. And we don't want destroyed plans, because we them. Sometimes death is surprise. Sometimes we know that we are dying. But do you want to know it? Or should it be a surprise? Even if it destroys your perfect plan?

I opened my eyes. I felt dizzy. Around me everything was white. One of the hospital rooms. I lay on a bed in a hospital gown with machines around me. Cristina stood by my side.

"Hey, are you okay?" she asked. I nodded.

"Is the baby okay?" My question surprised me a little bit. When I had found out I was pregnant I had been excited. But I hadn't known how to be a mother. I didn't know now. But I first thought about my baby inside of me.

"It seems good right now; your blood pressure is perfect. 120/80. It was a lower when we found you. You had contractions, but they stopped. I gave you Magnesium and Terbutaline to stop them. The ultra sound scan showed that the baby is okay. The baby messes 16 inch long and weighs 3.3 pounds. Almost perfect. I think it was the stress and the angst. You won't like to her it, but I have to confine you to bed. I think that's all." Cristina recited mechanically. I was impressed, although I knew she was a great doctor.

"Thanks. Did you tell it Derek?" I asked worriedly. I didn't know if he wanted to hear it.

"I didn't have time. We had to care about you first. Then there was something with Owen and Derek was brought to the CT scan. And now you woke up. Shall I tell him?"

"Not now. How much time passed?"

"Not much, only 2 hours." I sighed and looked at her. I knew she was concerned about my and the baby's condition. She would be the godmother. But there was something else. And I knew that she knew what I wanted to know.

"Owen and I discussed. About us. I didn't want to, but he didn't let me slip out his room. We talked and we are a couple now." I had to smile. It was funny. She deserved happiness. We all deserved it. Cristina smiled too and then we laughed like we always did. We laughed there wasn't anything to be happy about. I bent forward to her and whispered.

"Altman is old and antique. You are the new, fresh and young cardio goddess." Cristina nodded and I felt asleep again. Without cramps. But my dreams didn't let me forget this day. They didn't let me forget Gary Clark and my baby's health.

I walked through the hallway. Everything was empty. Nobody around me. And I wasn't pregnant anymore. I screamed for help and then he stood in front of me, Gary Clark. And I screamed louder. But nobody heard me. And I was afraid. And I felt my heart beating faster.

Some surprises are good. We need them. They help us to live. We should enjoy them. Surprises don't last forever. Nothing lasts forever. And unfortunately we know that. But we try to forget it. Until reality catches us and we have to face the pain.