Hi, this is probably gonna be my most hated update. I don't want you all to hate me, though. Please, don't hate me. This chapter is cheesy and it's probably gonna be emotional and stuff. Already warning you, do not be angry or anything like that.

She was surrounded by people. She wished she would have just fallen unconscious. But she didn't. She saw Derek take her in his arms, the way he had done when she had almost drowned. He was crying, still crying. He put her down on a table and then all she saw was surgeons all around her. She saw Owen, Bailey, Richard, and Addison around her. Derek was still there. He was caressing her hair and was asking her to move her toes. She did move her toes, not as good as he would have wanted, but she did. At least she isn't paralysed thought Derek. "Meredith, follow my finger." he said. As his finger appeared in front of her. He moved it from side and side and Meredith carefully followed it.

It was Addison, who took Derek away from Meredith. She took him by the arm and told him that he needed to leave. Derek didn't argue but looked at Meredith, still crying. "Please just take care of her." said Derek to Addison almost begging "Just save here. We can make another baby, but I won't be able to bring her back from the dead." As he walked out of the room, he realised he had just quoted Rob.

If it comes down to it. I want you to save Jen, we can make another baby, we can't make another Jen.

He sat down near the room. He was completely helpless at the moment. But as he saw, the chaos around him, he realised that he had to help. He somehow stood up, using up all the strength he had in him, and headed to the trauma room 5 to finish the consult he was called for. He saw Cristina there, waiting for Derek. Cristina gave him a look that said "Why the hell are you so late ?". It appeared that Stephen had woken up and was even talking to Cristina. Stephen didn't remember anything that had happened.

As he saw Derek, he gave him a cheerful smile and said "Hi there, Doc.". It was as if nothing had ever happened. He didn't remember it. And looking at Cristina, she didn't know about it. That was good, the patients needed doctors right now. Cristina was really confused at seeing Derek, because for one, he was crying. And he wasn't speaking anything. This was an awkward situation to be in. "Doc, are you alright?" asked Stephen and Cristina asked the same question. "Follow my finger." he said in a professional voice. And he did, when he asked Stephen to moves his toes and fingers and he did. He was perfectly fine, with no scratches or cuts. This was a miracle.

And yet, there was no miracle done when it was about the life of others in the accident, Meredith's life, the life of his children. "Dude, are you okay?" asked Stephen the last time. He couldn't help it this time, Derek threw a punch at him that sent him rolling onto the floor. As Cristina bent to help up Stephen, Stephen said "What the fuck man? What the hell did I ever do to you?".

Mark happened to be passing from there. "Derek, what the hell ?" he said looking at the site as he took him away from Stephen. Cristina and Stephen were staring at him as Derek was being dragged away by Mark. "What was going on there?" asked Mark. Derek sat on the nearest gurney. His expression had now gone from anger to depression and sadness. Time seemed to go very slow for him. Even though, because of the fistfight, Mark was still mad at Derek. But his best friend was hurting, and he needed to be there for him. "Derek, would you say what happened ?".

"That man, he beat up Meredith, he has mild dissociative disorder, he doesn't even remember it now." said Derek staring into blank space. "What do you mean, is she okay ?" asked Mark, putting a hand on his back to console him. "She's not okay." said Derek "She may die. She may not make it. My children may be dead for all I know.". "It's going to be alright." said Mark consoling him. But his tears did not stop. Derek wiped his tears but that didn't change the fact that his eyes were still tearing up. He was remembering old times now, the moments he and had with her. All the good and the bad. The ups and the downs.

I don't have a story I'm just a girl in a bar. I'm just a guy in a bar.

Hating you is the most exhausting.

Pick me. Choose me. Love me.

Take all the time you need to choose, Meredith. Because when I had a choice, I chose wrong.

I love you, Meredith Grey.

And for the record, I'm your knight in shining whatever.

I believe that we can extraordinary together rather than ordinary apart.

Derek, I'm pregnant. What?

That particular memory made him laugh. Mark was surprised to see this. "When she told me, when Meredith told me that she was pregnant. The first thing I said was 'What?'" said Derek and then he returned back to his depressive state. "If I could, then I would have said anything else, like 'I would be happy to start a family' or 'Thank You for that. I love you.' I would have been happy. I would have been excited. I would have said anything other than that.". Mark saw that his friend was clearly grieving and was depressed. "It isn't your fault." said Mark in a low, soothing voice " You were going through a lot.". He was going through a lot. That was no excuse. Meredith told her about the life growing inside of her , about his child growing inside her and his reaction was 'what'. That was a lousy reply.

If only someone could have built a time machine, he would have gone back in time and changed everything. I'm not going to be a good father Thought Derek but on the other hand he thought that maybe while he was sitting here thinking about his future children maybe they were already dead. He had began to love them, and he couldn't have them die. But he did love Meredith very much. He now knew what Rob had felt. He just hoped that she wouldn't die. "It's all my fault." mumbled Derek as another tear rolled down his face.

Meredith couldn't breathe, she couldn't move. Someone entered the room, it was George. George seemed to stop on seeing her. As if there had come a big snowstorm and froze him in his place. Owen was a good surgeon. He was calm. Bailey was still shocked. Richard was probably speechless. And Addison was there. She couldn't really do anything right now because the others were trying to figure out her injuries. Owen called him over to check her airway, but she already knew that she needed intubation. George rushed over to her place and was already checking her throat. But she wasn't able to breathe, and he knew he had to intubate. As he took the intubation tray in his hand, Meredith closed her eyes, almost becoming unconscious, afraid of what was going to happen next.

She felt the tube slid down her throat, at least she could breathe now. She had still closed her eyes, afraid that something would happen, they would find out something bad and that she would die. Meredith was actually feeling scared of dying first time in her life. Because she wanted to live for her children, wanted to live for Derek. But her eyes opened as the room went silent and you could hear the sound of an ultrasound machine. Meredith opened her eyes and realised the sound was the heartbeats of the two hearts. Her babies were still alive. George wasn't there. He had probably gone out. And hearing the sound of the heartbeats, she wanted to see it for herself. But couldn't as they had stabilised her neck and she couldn't move anyway. She began crying. She didn't know why, she just did.

Bailey bent down to console her "Meredith, you still have your children, your two babies. And you don't get to cry because you have responsibilities and you're gonna be a mother, Meredith. Now, could you please stop crying Meredith cause we had to intubate you, crying doesn't make that any better." Hearing those words come out of Bailey, Meredith stopped crying but she still was happy to hear the sync of the sounds, one of her own heartbeat which was showing up on the monitor and another one which was of her babies.

I'm sorry. This isn't one of my best chapters. It wasn't written in one of my best moments. I wanted it to be emotional though, and I hope it's emotional enough. Please, don't hate me. I know, that you all completely hate me, for this. But you know I am going to make everything all right. Cause I am big MerDer fan. As for her children, I can't say anything, Just Kidding. They will probably be fine. Probably. Review anyway.

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