The Great Escape
AN: So it's been longer than I expected it to be … and mainly that's because we had a death in the family that required me going out of town and really… it just made life crazy. But here is this update.
BIG THANKS to those of you who reviewed and are sticking with this story… I really do appreciate every review. You guys keep me going!
Disclaimer: Supposedly, Mer and Der are going to be together for good by the end of this season… if I owned them, they would have never been apart.
20: Seek Up
"Forget about being guilty.
We are innocent instead.
For soon we will all find,
Our lives swept away."
- Dave Matthews Band
Cristina stood vacantly outside of Meredith's hospital room, looking in, watching Derek hold her tenderly. He comforted her quietly in a way that was made for only the two of them. He talked her down off of that ledge that she seemed to have been all to willing to jump over. And for once, she was grateful for him. Grateful that he had finally stepped up to the plate; that he had finally proven how much she means to him. Because Meredith was alive. It seemed surreal, almost like a dream that she'd almost certainly be waking up from any minute. But the image before her wasn't changing. Derek continued to cling to Meredith's half-asleep form, whispering reassurances and "I love yous." It made her want to puke, and one day she would make fun of them for it, but this was Meredith. Her person. And she was alive. Breathing. Conscious. Aware. She was back.
"Are you going to go in there?" Burke asked softly from behind.
Cristina remained still, refusing to face Burke. "I just… can't."
"She needs you."
"She has McDreamy," Cristina shrugged.
Burke placed a firm hand on Cristina's upper arm, turning her towards him. "She needs you too."
"She almost died."
Cristina blinked. "She's my person."
"Which is all the more reason for you to go in there," Burke nodded. He knew Cristina. He knew her well. She was hiding. She was scared. Scared of losing another person that she loved. And when that probability came along, she ran. Just like Meredith. She avoided. Because she was fine. They were always fine. "Go talk to her."
Cristina hesitated outside of the room even though she knew Burke was right. She needed to go in there. She needed to help her person. Her person that almost died right in front of her. She took a hesitant step forward and pushed her room door further open as she slipped inside, leaving Burke behind in the hallway.
Derek looked up at the sound of the door creaking, and gave Cristina a sad smile as she walked closer to them. She paused next to the side of the bed, keeping her distance.
"How is she?" Cristina asked, her eyes lingered on Meredith's sleeping form.
Derek ran a soothing hand through her hair. "She's going to be okay."
"Shepherd, what the hell happened in that store?"
Derek shut his eyes. He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to think about what those men inflicted upon them today. "Nothing."
"Yang, she needs to tell you. I can't. It's not my place."
"What the hell happened in there?"
"Look, I get it okay? But, she is my person," Cristina motioned towards Meredith. "I need to be able to help her. She almost died. Right in front of my face. She almost died. How am I supposed to help her if I'm too scared to look at her?"
"Cristina," he cleared his throat, "It was hell. We're lucky. We're both lucky we made it out of there."
"She wouldn't tell me. She wouldn't tell me what happened in there."
"She's ashamed, Cristina."
"She shouldn't be."
"Don't you think I know that?" Derek asked, raising his voice. "What she did in that store saved my life."
"The media is still camped out outside."
"Yeah," she nodded, staring at Derek, noticing how dark his normally bright blue eyes were. And she knew that they were both still trapped in that store, unable to find a way out.
"She'll be fine. I'll be fine. Everything is going to be fine."
Cristina shook her head. "You're bad at lying, McDreamy."
"We need a lawyer," Derek frowned.
"Do you know one?"
"A friend in New York is a criminal attorney."
Cristina shuffled her feet. "I can call him."
"I know how to pick up a phone, Shepherd."
"I can't just…" Cristina paused. She hadn't felt this helpless since she watched her father bleed out in front of her. She needed to do something. Anything to make her feel like she was actually doing something. And if doing something was picking up the phone and calling someone. She could it. She had to. "I have to do something. I can't, it's making me, crazy."
"I was going to call him later."
Cristina frowned. "You need to take care of her."
Derek glanced down at the delicate woman in his arms and he knew that Cristina was right. He couldn't leave her here, alone. Especially when the possibility was still out there that Detective Hughes would be back, and that was the last thing that Meredith needed.
He smoothed a hand through Meredith's hair. "You're right."
"I'm always right," Cristina smirked.
"Just tell me where the number is, McDreamy."
"It's on the computer in my office. His name is Jerry Peterson."
"I'm assuming you want him to fly out here?"
"As soon as he can," Derek exhaled. "What they're trying to do is not legal."
"What's your computer's password?" Cristina asked, rolling her eyes.
"I'm not telling you that."
"Then, how am I supposed to get his number."
"Fine," Derek groaned, causing Meredith to stir slightly in his arms. He hesitated, wanting to make sure that Meredith was okay.
"What is it McDreamy? I don't have all day."
"What?" Cristina laughed. "You've got to be kidding me."
"I am not," Derek denied. "I just…love her."
"That is disgusting. And predictable. Anyone could guess that, Shepherd."
"It's a number 4, not the word 'for.'"
"Wow," Cristina laughed. "Sneaky."
"Shut up, Yang."
"I can't wait to tell the others."
"You can't do that," Derek said sharply.
"It's my password."
"You should consider changing it."
"Go make the damn call, Yang."
Cristina turned and began to walk to the door, but paused before she made her way through the door. "She'd probably be making fun of you right now too."
"I know," Derek smiled.
"I'll let you know when I talk to him," she said softly before she pulled the door open and left the room, leaving Meredith and Derek alone again.
Detective Hughes sat in his car in the lot that they had agreed to meet in, waiting. He had called Julie just an hour earlier, telling her that they had to meet. He had promised her that they would make this work, but now, he didn't know. The evidence that was being collected from the scene wasn't going to help them. Especially, the security camera videotape. It had caught everything. Every little detail. Including the moment when Pete got killed.
Bright lights shined into his car announcing the arrival of Julie. He opened his car door and stepped out of the car, waiting for her to do the same. The car had barely come to a stop before it was off and she was out of the car.
"What is it, Mike?" Julie asked, her voice raw with emotion.
He took a few steps forward and grabbed her hands. "I have some bad news."
She shook her head. "Don't tell me that, Mike. I can't take anymore."
"I'm sorry, Jules."
"The security cameras were on during the whole thing. They caught what happened to Pete."
"No," she screamed, ripping her hands out of his grasp. "She killed him."
"She didn't have a choice, Jules. It's not going to stand up in the courts. She didn't have a choice."
Julie lifted her head, her eyes showing her unshed tears. "Stop it. You cannot tell me that. There has to be something," her breath hitched in her throat. "She killed him. She should pay for what she did."
Detective Hughes placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It won't stand, Jules. There's nothing we can do."
"I want you to press charges anyway," she growled, shrugging off his hand. "You will arrest her. Got it?"
"Julie, I can't."
"You can and you will."
"You promised. You promised that she would pay for what she did to Pete."
"I know I did," he swallowed. "But it isn't that easy."
"It is that easy. You will arrest her and it will break her."
"Julie – "
"No," she put up her hand, stopping him from moving any closer to her. "You're going to do this. You promised you would. And you are." She started to walk backwards, heading back towards her car. "You promised, Mike. You assured me that she would pay for this. Make it happen."
She turned around and opened her car door and hopped inside before he could respond. And then, she was gone. He ran a shaky hand through his short black hair. He needed a plan. And fast.
So, I don't have too much to say about this chapter… except for Cristina. Clearly, Cristina doesn't know what the hell to do. She doesn't know what's going on, she hasn't heard the whole story. She's lost. So, she does a good thing. She offers to help. To call his friend. Which you know, I think Cristina would do if she knew it would help them, especially Meredith. And then, we've got Detective Hughes and Julie… arguing… which is important.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter… as always… like it? Love it? Hate it? And everything else… BE KIND. REVIEW.