med school roommates

chapter 69

It's a few minutes later and she wipes the jelly off of my stomach from the ultrasound. "Okay.. its just braxton hicks.. you're not in labor and your babies are perfectly healthy" she says.

I lean my head back in the exam table, tears running down my cheeks. "Hey, that's good news.. you're not still in pain, are you?" She asks. I shake my head.

"My boyfriends here.. in the hospital" I say. "What? Is he-" she says. "He was in an accident" I say. "Have you seen him?" She asks, helping me up.

"No.. I got the phone call and then the braxton hicks got stronger" I say. "They can be caused by stress.. come on.. I'll find out what's happening to your boyfriend" she says. I follow her to the nurses station.

"What's his name?" She asks. "Derek shepherd" I say. She types something into the computer. "Dr bailey" a girl in light blue scrubs walks over to her. "Chief webber wants you for a surgery" she says.

She looks at me. "That's your boyfriends surgery.. I'm gonna scrub in.. if you wait over there, in the waiting room I'll update you as soon as I can" she says. "Thankyou" I say. She smiles before walking away.

I walk to the waiting room. I sit down. I pull out my phone to call carol. I look at my wallpaper which is a picture of derek and me when we were younger. I tear up. I stand up and go to the restroom.

I lock the door behind me. I lean against the door, sobbing uncontrollably. I put my hand on my stomach as the babies kick. I look in the mirror.

I take deep breaths as I try to calm myself down. Stress isn't good for the babies. I wipe my eyes. I tie my hair up, splashing water on my face. I dry it with a few paper towels before walking back to the waiting room.

I sit down. The doctor from before walks over. She sits next to me. "It was a bad crash.. he's in surgery now.. its going well so far" she says. I look down at the chart she's holding.

"Can I see that?" I ask. "Its in-" she says. "I'm in med school.. I just- can I?" I ask. She hesitates but hands it to me. I'm able to understand most of it. "He has a brain injury?" I ask. "Its minor" she says. I hand her the chart back.

"What year are you in?" She asks. "my second year" I say. "I wasn't able to read a chart until much later than that" she says.

"My boyfriend makes fun of me for being a nerd because I study way too much" I chuckle softly. "Pays out though" she says. I nod.

"Do they not need you in the OR?" I ask. "I'll stay here with you.. if that's okay" she says. I smile, nodding. We talk a bit as I wait.

She gets a page. "Gotta go" she stands up. I nod. She looks at me. "I better see you here in a few years when you graduate med school.. I'm sure you'll make a fine surgeon and we need more of them here" she says. I smile. She walks away.

I play with my thumbs as I try to keep calm. Talking helped but I'm still scared out of my mind. I pick up my phone. I call carol and tell her what happened. She's on her way.

A doctor walks over. He sits next to me. His name is Dr webber. Hes the chief. He explains Derek's condition. "Where is he? Can I see him?" I ask.

"I'm sorry.. only immediate family is allowed" he says. "I'm his girlfriend" I say. "You're not married" he says softly. "I'm carrying his babies" I say. "I'm sorry" he says. I sigh. He walks away.

I stand up. I look around. Nobody's looking. I quickly sneak into the ICU. I look through the windows on the doors. I find Derek's room. I open the door. Someone walks over to me.

"Are you a relative of the patient?" He asks. He's holding a needle for Derek's IV. "I'm his girlfriend" I say.

"I'm sorry, only rel-" he says. "If you don't move out of the way I will grab that needle and stick it up your ass" I say. He walks back over to derek. I grin, closing the door. I walk in.

The nurses leave. Tears run down my cheeks as I look at Derek's unconscious body.

I stroke his hair out of his face, being careful of the bandage covering the scar from the brain surgery.

"Derek" I whisper. I lean down, kissing his head. I look at his eyes that are still closed. I sigh, kissing his forehead again.

I sit in the chair next to his bed. I hold his hand, entwining our fingers. Tears run down my cheeks. "Please Wake up, please wake up, please wake up" I whisper under my breath.

I pick up my phone, updating carol as she's stuck in traffic. I hear a small groan. I look at him. "Der" I whisper. I stand up. I put my hand on his jaw, gently rubbing his cheek with my thumb.

He opens his eyes slowly. He smiles when he sees me. "Hey sexy" he smirks. I giggle, wiping away my tears. "You scared me" I whisper. "I didn't mean to scare you" he says.

"You have fractured your wrist, a few broken ribs and you had a small brain bleed but they sorted it out in surgery" I say. "Oh that's nothing" he says. I roll my eyes. I smile, shaking my head.

"Are you okay? Really?" I ask. "I don't know" he says. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I'm not sure.. I just feel lightheaded" he says. "Well you're on a few drugs" I say. "Mm" he says. I sit down.

"Mer" he says. "Mm? Yes baby?" I stand back up. "I- I um" he mumbles. He closes his eyes slowly, passing out again. "Der?" I say. I put my hand on his cheek. He doesn't open his eyes.

I press the nurses button. A doctor walks in. "Is something wrong?" He asks. "He passed out again.. is that thr drugs or-" I say. He walks over.

"These drugs aren't strong enough to- he needs to be taken for a ct" he says. "Wha- what?" I say. He calls in some nurses and they take him. I gasp quietly, sitting down. I thought he was okay. My breathing increases again.