I´m sorry that you had to wait for such a long time but the last week was really stressful. But now I give you some more answers to the question how it is possible that Derek is still alive!

Have fun reading the chapter!

Renee's POV

Now this woman is here again. I didn't know what Derek saw in her. She was tired, starved and she was kind of old. She just wasn't his type. She was dark and twisty and somehow also sad. She just wasn't the woman for him. She was one of the women who turns men's head, sleeps with them and then leaves them.

Sooner or later she would break Derek's heart; however, I on the other hand, would never ever break Derek's heart. I will love him for all eternity. I am the perfect woman for him and I have already proven this more than once. I was the one who has saved him and not this woman. This woman had just pulled the plug; she had just given up on him. I will never understand how someone can just do that. Fortunately, at that time, I have had already hired a private detective right after Derek and I's first kiss when he ran away like a flushed horse. The detective followed Derek's wife into the hospital where they have brought Derek. He immediately told me when he saw that Derek had this accident and that they wanted to pull the plug and I have ruled everything. They have pulled the plug and right after that they brought him away just like they do with every dead body. But unlike normal dead bodies they didn't brought him to the morgue, instead, they brought him to a secluded patient's room, where they connected him again with the life supporting measures and in the dead of the night, they moved him to D.C.

Back then, I have told the head of the hospital that he would be perfect for our trial, which was about retrieving brain dead people back to life. I also told him that the trial wasn't well-engineered and that because of this no one, also not the family, was allowed to know that he would be participating. Actually, a part of that was right.

A moment ago, the woman stood up and went away. "Where are you going? We are supposed to wait here!" I called her but she ignored me and kept moving. Ignoring me, that was what everyone was good at. My parents have ignored me. They only had their little autistic girl in their mind. And as much as I love my sister, I have always been jealous of her because of that. Nevertheless, I have made curing her illness my mission in life.

My classmates have also ignored me because I was a little bit chubby when I was a child. They have teased me and most of the time, I was alone. My fiancé had ignored me, too, when he eloped with another woman, because I was too complicated for him.

The only one, who did not ignore me completely, at least at the beginning, was Derek. He always had an open ear for me and he had always helped me with my research. Without him, I would never have made those progresses that I have in the last year. He was always there for me and I have always hit it off with him... until our first kiss. Back then, he has interrupted the kiss and ran away. I didn't know what was going on. The only thing that he said was something about a woman and then he was so confused that he had forgotten to take his phone and his keys with him before running away. And to top it all, the woman had called him and wanted to talk to him. It was exactly this woman who had just left the waiting room and who had ignored me completely.

If this woman would know everything that I have done right after the detective informed me about Derek's accident. I have sent falsified divorce papers with the help of our family lawyer, Paul to a notary with the date of last week. Then, I have bought myself an engagement ring and made my apartment look like Derek was living with me at that place. Of course, I hadn't put Meredith's address on the divorce papers. Instead, I have put the address of my family's rest house and the number of the secretary of our family's lawyer on the divorce papers. Everything was perfectly planned to the last detail.

Derek arrived at D.C. and they started with the treatment. The treatment worked and within about three months, he woke up. After this, he came to a rehab centre. I had taken those times off so that I was able to look after him. I love this man. I have told him stories from the time we have been together but of course I have told him other stories, too. I have also told him stories about his big family which was against his divorce from his wife and against us being together. I have researched a little bit online so I was able to tell him enough about his family but I still didn't tell him anything about his siblings, so he couldn't get any longings for them. Whenever I didn't know the answer, I told him that he hardly spoke about them because they had disappointed him so much and I always brought the excuse that I have never met them. And his wife, I have dragged her down as much as I could. I told him that she had kicked him out of their house because she wanted to live together with another man and that this was the reason why he went to D.C. and that we have met there at work and fell in love immediately. I have also told Derek that his family thought that he was dead and he has agreed not tell them immediately about him being alive. Of course, the president also knew that Derek was still alive, else Derek wouldn't have any papers but I have told my story to the president in a believable way. I wanted to protect the man that I loved so much and I was willing to do everything for us.

I did everything so that he will be fine. I paid for the transportation; I paid for the treatments and for the rehab. I paid for everything. I even bribed the undertaker to bury an empty coffin without telling anyone that there was no corpse.

And by the time I got Derek to agree to marry me, despite his amnesia, we've decided to be married in a small church. At the wedding, there were only my parents, my sister, our lawyer and some of my best friends. The small church was decorated to be very classy and pretty. I have worn a beautiful white dress and Derek has worn a black suit. All in all, the ceremony was perfect and really beautiful.

After this, we went to a small hotel in the Caribbean. At that time, there have also been a lot of parents with their kids who still hadn't gone to school on vacation. It was warm enough and it wasn't yet high season and the children hadn't had to go to school. That was the first time when Derek asked me more about his family. He wanted to see something, anything, what would help him to get any of his memories and feelings for me back. Of course, I wanted to keep everything away from him, but Derek urged me more and more and every time, I called Paul. He was the one who suggested the idea to bring Derek back in Seattle to sell his house but it did not go as planned… everything is slowly going down the drain. And now, I am sitting in a waiting room in this big hospital and waiting for my husband, while his other wife, had just went away.

I had been waiting a few hours, when a doctor came and told me that they wanted to run some more tests and that he had to stay overnight. She also asked me in which hospital he was treated the last time because of his health record. I willingly told her everything because sooner or later they would have learned it anyway and me being cooperative wasn't so noticeable. In the hospital, everyone seems just coming and going. Doctors and nurses dashed around and there was a certain rush evident but it was a structured and planned rush. Everything proceeds after a certain pattern, observing the busy goings-on calmed me a little bit down. After sometime, Paul came and we started to talk about God and the world but especially we talked about our plan but we did in a way in which the others didn't notice it. We've known each other for a very long time now and we had planned a lot of things together, we had our own way to make plans. The most important thing was that we were able to continue the sentences of the other in our head and that we only used single words. When we were done planning, I decided to stroll the hospital hall, I will wait as long as they wanted me to until they allowed me to go and see Derek.