AN: As per usual you guys totally rock. I get as giddy as a kid on Christmas morning when I see new reviews were left on the story, so thanks a lot for those and for the favorites and followings of course. I'm glad you decided to keep up with the story even with the memory loss. Here is chapter five, enjoy!

I will try to fix you

Meredith was only able to finally convince the kids to go to Daycare for the morning by promising them lunch together in daddy's room. They were both excited to spend time with Derek and she found herself even more grateful and emotional that he had woken up. When she got back into Derek's room he had his eyes closed and, for a moment, she thought he had fallen asleep again, but he opened them as soon as he heard the door shut behind her.

"You're back" he murmured.

"Yeah, I managed to leave them in Daycare, but I need to go pick them up by 12:15 or I'm sure Zola will ry to run away from there!" she grinned.

"Feisty, just like her mama!" he grinned back.

She laughed out loud "she might be feisty like me, but she definitely inherited your charm smile, she can make us do anything she want..."

"Can she, really?" he hated the fact that he didn't remember everything there was to know regarding his kids, but having Meredith telling him about them was almost as good.

"She definitely can, a little before Bailey was born she had us drink imaginary tea with her and her stuffed animals and you were in a princess crown" she fished for the phone in her purse and scrolled through pictures "here, I still have a photo of us" she handed the cell phone to him and saw his whole face lit up as he stared at the selfie the two of them had taken with Zola, Meredith was obviously heavily pregnant and the three of them were sporting identical grins.

"I'm totally rocking the princess crown" he smugly commented.

"That you do, but I must say that I look awesome in the tiger headband!" she agreed.

"You definitely do" he agreed quickly.

"Bailey inherited your charm smile as well... Cristina calls him Mini McDreamy"

"He has your nose, though" he rebutted.

"Thank goodness" she giggled and he found himself laughing with her, her laughter was infectious and carefree and he suddenly realized that both of his kids had also inherited her laugh "they both have your laughter" he added as the two of them kept on laughing.

When the laughter subsided he locked eyes with her "tell me more about him. When was he born?"

"He was born on June 7th; his second birthday will be in 6 weeks"

"Was I with you during the birth?"

"Yes you were although, after he was born, there were some slight complications..."

"Like what?"

"Nothing wrong with Bailey, but after you went with him in the NICU, in order to have Alex check up on him, my gynecologist had to go help with another birth and, to cut the story short, Miranda Bailey was the one who saved my life, when I had an internal bleeding... this is the reason we called him just like her" she explained.

"I'm glad I don't remember this. I hate to see you in pain" he honestly answered.

"Everything went fine in the end" she reassured him "here's another thing you don't know about him, yet... his middle name is Derek"

"Wow, that's really cool... too bad Zola's middle name is not Meredith, though"

"It sort of made sense to have her middle name be Caroline, since it's both your mom's first name and Lexie's middle name" her answer was quiet, reminiscing about the time they picked Zola's full name, since she was only given a first name in the orphanage.

"I'm glad we gave her that middle name. Lexie was a wonderful aunt for our little girl and she was a great woman..."

"Just like your mom"

He nodded, taking her right hand into his left one "I can't believe it's been three years"

"I still miss her everyday" she mumbled.

"I totally understand" he squeezed her hand trying to comfort her.

"I know you do... it's just that you not remembering is taking me back" she tried to explain.

He nodded "I have a question, I've been wondering about this ever since I woke up..." his voice was tentative.

"Go ahead"

"Where is Mark?" he asked after a short pause.

She gasped, squeezing his hand back "oh... that's right, you don't remember" she muttered.

He looked at her questioningly, a sense of dread already filling his heart.

"When they finally came to save us after the plane crash he was in shock. The surgery we performed on him to cure his cardiac tamponade while we were stranded in the woods couldn't save him. He was in a coma for a month... he awoke suddenly, but then he got worse once more and Callie, and you, decided to take him off of life support" her voice was barely audible.

"I had a feeling..." he reassured her, his eyes moist with unshed tears "I cannot say that I remembered him being dead, but I knew that something had to have been wrong, or else he would have been here, by my side..." he tried to explain to her.

"Yes he would have" she reassured him "I still cannot believe he won't see his daughter grow up"

"Yeah..." he was quick to agree.

"I'm glad Zola and Bailey won't have to go through this suffering. I couldn't stop worrying about this, as I watched over you, when you were in a coma" she added quietly.

"Sorry about that" his tone was sheepish, he placed a hand on her cheek, caressing her face slowly "I think this was sort of a wake up call, you know? I don't want to waste any more time, life is short and we owe it to ourselves to live it to the fullest"

"I agree"she nodded, covering his hand with her smaller one "we'll do our best to help you regain your memories, but who cares if you won't retrieve them all. We'll just make new ones, better than the ones you lost!" she bent down kissing him fully on the mouth.

"I really like your plan" he answered as soon as the kiss had ended leaving them breathless, their faces only inches apart "does it involve more kissing?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows seductively.

"It definitely does!" she giggled, kissing him once again.

"I'm all for the kissing" he giggled as well, taking her back to the beginning of their love story, to their bickering in the hospital's elevator so many years ago. So much had changed, but so many things were still the same. Their complicity, their deep affection and their love for one another were intact and actually even deeper now that they had become parents and they shared those feelings with two little ones.

Derek was moved out of the ICU after on the third day after he had woken up. He was brought in the neurosurgery ward, in order for Amelia and the rest of the team to be able to check up on him constantly. He was feeling better everyday, he was less tired since he was managing to sleep through the night and he wasn't in as much pain as he had been when he had first woken up. After he had settled in his new room he was finally able to convince Meredith that she didn't need to spend all her nights in the hospital with him, their kids needed her just as much. Owen had no problem with her enjoying some time off to take care of Derek, since the last time she had taken any was when Bailey was born.

"Don't get me wrong Mere, I love the fact that you're taking such great care of me, but I'm worried about you" he slowly explained to her.

"I'm not the one that was involved in a car accident and was in a coma for a week!"

"I know that, but I'm in the neuro ward, they're not going to let anything happen to me overnight, I know these people, I've been working with them for years" he reassured her.

"It's just that..." she paused, collecting her thoughts "I felt so helpless when those policemen came over to our house and told me about the accident... I don't think I can go back there without you. I've been sending Alex and Cristina over to take stuff I need for us and the kids... I haven't been back there in ten days" she confessed.

He looked at her for a long time before finally answering "I know it must be hard for you, Mere, but I'm not going anywhere"

"You can't promise me that" she whispered "you said to wait for you and that you were going to be back soon and then I was brought to a tiny secluded hospital where I didn't even know if they had done everything in their power to save you"

It finally hit him hard, this was the reason she wasn't letting him out of her sight "I cannot even imagine what you went through, but just know this... I will do my best to stick to my original plan for us"

"Your original plan?"

"Yes, I want to die when I'm 110 years old in your arms" he reminded her, his beautiful smile gracing his features.

"Oh, yeah... that was your plan, right" she was able to give a weak smile back, tears flowing down her face.

"It's no joke for me, Meredith" his tone was serious now "what we have is special and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize it"

"I believe you"

"You really do?"

"Yeah, I really do" she finally gave him a full smile.

"Does that mean that you'll go home with the kids after dinner tonight?"

She nodded "yeah, but I'll go with them and your mom to Alex's house I really don't feel ready to go to our house yet... it doesn't feel like home without you"

"Okay then, it's settled, we'll go home together once I'm released" he was quick to agree.

"Do you think I'm foolish?" she asked.

"I just think I love you and I cannot understand what you had to go through and I hope I never will have to. If waiting for me to be with you before going home makes you feel better, then I don't see why we shouldn't do that"

"Thanks" she said, placing a quick kiss on his lips.

"You don't have to thank me for this" he reassured her.

"I feel like I do..." she smiled at him, kissing him once more.

"Oh well, if you feel like you must" his tone was playful, his smile bright.

She just nodded and closed the distance between them.

"Is that is? Is that everything you have to say?"

"That's all there is to say. I've told you everything, the whole story all of it, but if you want, I'll go through it all again"
"And she's your research fellow?"

"Yes"
"Just your research fellow?"
"So, what do you do with that piece, Meredith?"
"I wish I could believe you"
"You can. I'm here"
"I know how this works. I was your resident once..."

He was wide awake, his heart pounding in his chest and he was really confused. Could this have been a memory? He passed a hand on his face, grumbling slowly and he looked at the time, it was almost 6 a.m. It meant that she was going to be here in less than two hours and he could ask her about this weird memory he just had, but was he going to? It had come quickly to him, just as he was waking up from a deep sleep and now it was clear in his mind, he remembered every word perfectly, but most of all he remembered her harsh tone and he didn't like that. He didn't know how long he had been thinking about that dream, but he found his sister staring at him at some point.

"Derek? Is everything all right?"

"When did you get here?" he asked back.

"A few moments ago... are you okay?" she seemed worried.

"I'm good..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Amy, I'm sure... I think I just remembered something" he explained.

"Really? That's awesome news!" she grinned at her brother.

"I'm not so sure about that, it's a very weird memory"

"Care to explain?"

"Meredith and I were having a fight, I think. We weren't yelling or anything, but she looked miserable and she wasn't believing what I was telling her..."

"Maybe it wasn't a memory, it could have only been a dream" Amelia sat on the edge of his bed.

"I cannot be sure it wasn't a dream, but it felt different, I don't know how to explain myself..."

"I believe you" his sister was unsure about how to go on "you should maybe try to talk to Meredith about this memory" she finally added.

"I really didn't like this memory" his voice sounded harsher than he had intended.

"What was your discussion about?"

"It appeared to be about some research fellow of mine" he was dubious "have I been involved in research recently?"

"Well, you actually have been involved in research" she nodded.

"Have I really?" he sounded surprised "have you been helping me?"

"Uh..." she paused, not really wanting to tell him about the fact that he had gone to DC to work on the brain mapping project, but also knowing that he was bound to find out about it sooner or later "you have been involved in a project financed by the President himself" she finally added.

"The President?" he rose his eyebrows "are we talking about the President of the United States?"

"Yup, we're definitely talking about that guy" his sister's answer left him speechless and she went on giving him a half-smile "Meredith does say that you're pretty brainless to be a brain surgeon"

He was snapped out of his reverie "I've been working on a project financed by the White House?"

"Yes you have, Derek. They wanted the best in the country to work on a brain mapping project" she explained.

"Wow..." he paused briefly "have I been working on that here?" he asked, already expecting a negative answer.

"Of course not" she was shaking her head "you had been working in DC for almost three months already"

"Leaving my family here?" his tone was surprised and hurt.

"Well, Meredith didn't really give you a choice, she told you she didn't want to move to DC, because she was working on projects as well and those projects were here and she didn't want to move the kids so suddendly"

"I can't believe I've abandoned my family" he whispered after a while.

"You didn't abandon them, you've been going back and forth and on the day of the accident you were going to DC to resign, because you had decided that your family was more important than this project" Amelia took his hand into hers "you did not abandon your family, you and Meredith have worked really hard to keep it together even through the hard times"

"Okay..." he nodded squeezing her hand back "thank you for telling me. I'll talk to Meredith about this memory I had, I really hope I haven't done anything stupid" he sighed.

"It couldn't have been anything too serious, since she's been by your side constantly" his sister's tone was reassuring.

"It's good that you got your first memory back, anyway" she added "it probably means that you will get more of them in the coming days" she smiled.

"I hope better ones than the one I just got" he grimaced.

"Don't be a crybaby!" she punched him lightly on the shoulder, finally cracking a smile out of him.

"Do you want coffee? I can go get us some"

"That would be great sis" he opened the drawer on his bedside table and got a ten dollar bill "here, my treat... can you get me a soy latte?"

"Once a health-nut, always a health-nut!" she grinned grabbing the money and running out of the room.

Meredith went back to Derek's room as soon as the kids were in Daycare, she was was impatient to speak with her husband, he had seemed really upset when they had eaten breakfast with the kids.

"You're back" he gave her a weak smile, when he saw her getting inside the room.

"Yeah, the teacher told me to bring cookie supplies tomorrow, the older kids are learning to make chocolate chip cookies"

"Sounds fun, do they get to bring home some?"

"I suppose so... hopefully Zola has better skills than me in the kitchen" she grimaced.

"With the right teacher you would learn how to cook in a heartbeat" he winked at her.

"Is this a formal offer?"

"Why not, once I'll be released I won't be able to go back to work soon" he shrugged his shoulders.

"I'd like that" she smiled at him brightly.

"You should ask my mom for some lessons while she's in town, she's the best!"

"Maybe I will..." she sat down next to him "is everything all right, Derek?"

"Yeah, everything is fine"

"You seem weird"

"Well, I think I retrieved a memory..." he started to explain slowly.

"Really? That's great news!" her smile was radiant as she looked at him.

"Sure, we can say that, but..." he paused and she looked at him questioningly "what's wrong?"

"Did we ever had a fight about one research fellow?" he finally asked.

Meredith's smile fell as she sighed "we actually did" she confessed quietly.

"That's what the memory was about..." he futilely added "what did I do?"

"Well, she kissed you in DC..." her voice was barely audible.

"Oh my gosh, Meredith! I'm so sorry" he apologized.

"You already told me how sorry you were" she calmly answered.

"I wish I had remembered something else" he muttered a little while later.

"Hey, remember what we decided this morning? It doesn't matter what memories you'll get back, the plan is to make new ones, better ones... let's just forget about your research fellow, all right?" he nodded taking her hand and giving it a squeeze "what did I do to get so lucky?"

"You wore your good looking red shirt" she winked at him and he burst out laughing, propping himself up to place a kiss on her lips "I love you so much"

"I love you too, Derek and I'm unbelievably glad that you didn't die on me..."

"You and me both" he gathered her in his arms "I can't wait to be discharged and go back home with you and the kids"

"Amelia said that, if everything goes according to plan you'll be released in the next week"

"I hope so, I need to start teaching you how to cook" he winked at her and she winked back, grinning.

Sorry about the slight delay of chapter 5, I have to say I'm really satisfied with it, hope you like it too. Derek got his first memory back, yay! I know it's not the best memory he could get back, but it served for them to talk about their relationship and see how much they had grown. Stay tuned for next chapter, I'll update next weekend!