Wisps of smoke

Chapter 23-Healing

Five months.

That is how long it had been since the hospital, out world, was literally burned to the ground.

The new hospital was opening up today. It was named Seattle Grace Memorial Hospital. Because too many people lost their lives to name the hospital after them.

We had all healed. Physically. The only things reminding us of the awful time were the scars in our minds and body's.

Izzy and George had left. They took off as soon as they could, saying that they wanted a safer place to work. A place where crazy patients would not attack doctors.

We had all tried to move forward with our lives. Tried to slip back into the nearly perfect time before the fire. Of course we all had our own... quirks. For me, I never wore shorts, or anything that would revel my stomach, back or neck. This was simply because the scars were too painful a reminder. None of us could stand candles, bomb fires or even fireworks for that matter.

The day was fine. I could go and hang out with my friends, act normal. We were all different, but so was everyone else. Everyone had been affected by the fire, either immediately or by ripples that only a hospital could send out.

It was the nights that were the worst. I still had nightmares, I would wake up screaming and covered in sweat. Memories of a time I never wanted to relive.

But they were getting better, going away slowly. I had been cleaned for surgery weeks ago, yet today was the day I was finally able to preform.

Patients and doctors were running around, it almost seemed like a normal day.

I headed to OR3. Supposedly the 'best' OR in the hospital. Richard had told each doctor that the OR they were preforming in was the best, not that I had been eavesdropping.

I calmly started to wash my hands. Water, soap, scrub, water. I repeated this process until I was completely sure my hands were clean. I could feel the latex gloves as they were pulled down my hand, and feel the snap of the elastic as they hit my wrist.

Holding the scalpel in my hands again was the most exhilarating thing ever. I slowly made the first cut, preforming a simple appy, as my first surgery. Yet still I was happy.

I stepped out of the OR peeling off the gloves and re washing my hands, stepping outside I embraced my loving boyfriend as he congratulated me on my successful surgery. He had completed his earlier this morning.

I shivered as he whispered in my ear, and started following him to the elevator, getting ready to head home for the day.

We waited patiently for the elevator and when it arrived I nearly started to cry.

The elevator was covered in pictures of surgeries. Scans. Anything a surgeon wanted to see. There in the middle of the small box was a velvet container.

My boyfriend pulled me in and got down on one knee.

"You and the kindest most loving person in the entire world, I wish I could spend my entire life with you." I waited until he was finished his speech. I was still in shock, tears of joy ran down my face. As he opened the box a beautiful silver ring was revealed.

"Will you, Meredith Grey, do me Derek Shepard the honour of becoming my wife, my partner, my person."

"Yes." I whispered my voice so quiet I could hardly hear it myself.
"Yes!" I said slightly louder suddenly feeling excitement and live surging through my body.
"Yes!" I finally screamed, hugging Derek and crying tears of joy.

We had done it. We we're okay.

Hey guys sorry for the short chapter and long update wait!😭 My computer is being all messed up so it is hard form me to write. Anyways I hope you enjoyed! I am going to be ending the story veery shortly as I don't want it to be dragged out. I hope you liked it!