The Seventh Sense is Love

Will We Get Answers

Meredith sits in the waiting room chair next to Derek - wringing her hands together. He reaches over and holds her hand. He whispers, "It's going to be okay, Mer."

"Why is it taking so damn long for the results?"

"It's not really. It's just that being on the patient side of things sucks."

"It really does," she sighs. She kisses him on the cheek and says, "I'll be right back."

"Meredith..."

"I'm not going to let you hear the results without me," she interrupts.

"I was going to say that it's not going to speed up the process if you harass the radiology techs," Derek says with a grin.

"I'll be right back," she repeats and quickly leaves to find Chief Webber and the head of Neurology - her boss - Dr. Miyamoto. She finds them looking at x-rays and asks without preamble, "Are those Derek's MRI results?"

"Meredith, you're not working on Derek's case," Chief Webber states.

"I know that," Meredith states, a small amount of the fear she's been feeling evident in her tone. "I just... are those his results? I feel helpless and I hate it! So please...."

"Meredith," Dr. Miyamoto - a tiny Japanese woman - says gently, "His MRI is completely clear. We were just about to come out with the results."

"Oh. Okay, thank you," she says as a bit of relief washes over her. Then she asks, "Then why is he having such awful headaches?"

"We don't know," Webber answers with a glance at Dr. Miyamoto. "We're going to suggest...."

"A full CT and blood work," Meredith finishes.

"Yes," answers Dr. Miyamoto.

"All right," Meredith sighs. "Can you just wait a minute to talk to Derek. I need the bathroom and I want to be there when you talk to him."

"Of course," answers Webber and Meredith rushes into the bathroom as tears begin to fall down her cheeks. She checks under the tall doors to make sure she's alone in the bathroom and then sits down on the floor, puts her head on her knees and sobs.

A few moments later the door whooshes open and she hears Lexie say, "Mer."

At the same time Cristina mumbles, "Oh crap."

Meredith looks up from her spot on the floor to see her sister and her friend sit on each side of her. Lexie pulls Meredith's head onto her shoulder and Cristina asks, "What came up on the MRI?"

"N... noth... ing," Meredith stammers. "The MRI... is... clean."

"Then why the waterworks?" Cristina asks.

"Dr. Yang," Lexie protests.

"What?" Cristina volleys. "I just don't understand why she's so upset if Derek's fine."

"Meredith," Lexie says gently, "calm down and tell us what's going on."

Meredith makes herself stop crying and takes some deep breaths before speaking. While she's doing this Cristina takes awkwardly takes her hand and holds it - trying to show her support. Leaving her head on Lexie's shoulder Meredith says quietly, "I'm half relieved and half freaked out. Yes, the MRI is clean, but why the severe headaches?"

"Are they going to suggest a CT?" Cristina asks.

"Yes, and blood work."

"Okay," Lexie states, "just a little more waiting and you'll have answers."

"What if he's not okay?" Meredith's voice cracks.

"Don't do that to yourself," replies Cristina. "Just get the testing done."

"And besides," Lexie adds, "the headaches could be stress-related or something easily fixed."

"I know," Meredith sighs. Then whispers, "I just can't lose him. Derek and I have barely found one another. I can't lose him."

Cristina and Lexie look at one another over Meredith's head. They both feel at a loss as to help her in this moment. It's Cristina who says, "Pull yourself together and be strong. Go be with Derek while the tests are done."

Meredith gets up, splashes cold water on her face and thanks her sister and her friend. Then she goes back to Derek and sits with him while he receives his MRI results. He then agrees to the CT and blood work.

"It's going to be okay, Mer."

"I know," she says, refusing to let him know that she's scared.