Derek's POV
I watched in horror as the floor she was standing on broke away. Everything was going in slow motion. Her head slammed into the floor and then she started to fall. I jumped towards her. Reaching out to anything really.
Her cotton scrubs brushed against the tip of my fingers. I reached out further. So close but so far away. Then I felt it. Her scrub top was clutched tightly in my hands.
The world around my snapped back into focus. The flames crackled high around Meredith's legs as I pulled her up. Mr. Williamson had fallen downward to where the fourth floor was supposed to be. He was most likely dead. Still I couldn't bring myself to care. Not after seeing him shoot Meredith.
I quickly pulled Meredith's limp body the rest of the way up once again surprised at how really light she was.
I cursed under my breath upon seeing how really bad she looked. "What the hell happened Meredith?" I asked my voice strained with emotions.
"We... we don't know. We found her like this. At gun point." Owen said looking at the floor.
"Guys! We need more towels to stop Mer's bleeding! We used them all on Alex!" Christina said frantically piling sponges onto Meredith's abdomen.
"I'll go!" Lexie and Mark said at the same time, running out of the room together.
"We have to stitch her up and stop the bleeding!" I cried quickly cutting her top off with the scissors George handed to me.
"Oh god!" Came Addison's voice as soon as Meredith's shirt was off. We all looked looked at her and froze.
Her entire upper body was covered in bruises. Ranging from the size of someone's head to the size of a fist. One of her ribs was obviously cracked and part up sticking upwards threatening to break through the skin. Knife marks stretched from under her neck to her thin hips and everywhere in between.
Mark and Lexie ran back in the room carrying towels and stitches. Mark froze and sucked in a breath upon seeing Meredith and Lexie started to cry.
Owen grabbed the stitches from Mark and they worked on bandaging her up so we could get her and Alex out of here.
As soon as her wound was stitched and wrapped up so she wouldn't bleed any more, I scooped her into my arms and looked over to see Mark carrying an unconscious Alex.
As we opened the door and stepped out smoke surrounded us and started to fill our lungs.
"We have to get out of here."
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Wisps of smoke
FanfictionMultiple patients come into Seattle Grace ever day. Patients with all different types of injuries. Along with the patients come the friends, family and loved ones. But what happens when a ever angry man and woman run into the hospital. Not because t...