3-- Temporada Episodio 7 A... | Grey--39-s Anatomy- 3-7

Meredith stood in the doorway, watching. Her phone buzzed. Derek: "Can we please just talk? I'm outside. In the rain. Again."

"We've got a bleeder in the retroperitoneum," Bailey announced. "Webber, I need clamp—now."

"Am I paralyzed?" he gasped.

Meredith froze for half a second—just half. Then she resumed cutting. "You'll tell her yourself. But you have to stay awake. Talk to me. What's her name?"

"My fiancée. We had a fight. I left. Then the rain… the guardrail came out of nowhere." Grey--39-s Anatomy- 3-7 3-- Temporada Episodio 7 A...

Meanwhile, in the surgical waiting area, Elena sat with her hands clasped so tightly her knuckles were white. She hadn't stopped crying, but the tears were quiet now—the kind that come after the storm. Izzie Stevens brought her tea that went cold.

"Elena. We met in the rain, actually. Stupid, right?" Meredith stood in the doorway, watching

The man on the gurney was young, maybe twenty-four. His name was Leo. His left leg was twisted at an angle that made Meredith's own knee ache. Blood matted his hair, but his eyes were open—panicked, searching.