After The Storm (Sequel)

Boston

Liliana's pov

It's been 3 weeks since I started going to therapy now and even though I'm nowhere near where I want to be emotionally, I'm doing way better then I was. Of course every day I still miss Derek like crazy and it hurts so much that he's gone, but I'm trying my best to somehow be happy again.

"Why" I sigh sarcastically as I hear the door bell ringing. I was laying down in bed trying to relax a little before I went into work, but the sound of the doorbell interrupted my relaxation. Jackson already went into work so I couldn't get him to answer the door. I was tempted to just continue laying there, but the doorbell rang again repeatedly so I let out a sigh of frustration as I got out of bed. I walked to the front door and swung it open and to my surprise Alex was standing there.

"Alex, hey. What are you doing here" I ask

"Mer needs us" he says

"What? What are you talking about? Mer is gone" I frown

"She's in Boston and she needs us right now. I'll explain on the way there" he says. I didn't even bother to ask anymore questions. I just ran back to my room and changed and grabbed my things before Alex and I left and went to the airport. He explained to me on the way there that he had gotten a call saying that Meredith is in the hospital and she needed us there. We were both worried since we don't know exactly why she's in the hospital. I just hope that she's okay.

"You okay" Alex asks as the plane takes off

"Yeah. I'm fine absolutely fine" I sigh shakily, even though I was freaking out internally. This was the first time I had been on a plane without taking any medication beforehand since the plane crash. I hadn't even thought about medicine on the way here because I was so worried about Meredith, but now I was totally regretting it. My mind kept thinking back to the plane crash and every time the plane had any type of turbulence I though that it was going to crash.

"No, you're not. I can tell by the death grip you have on that seat" he says

"I'm just not to fond of planes ever since the crash and I normally take some type of medication before flying, because it keeps me calm or at least knocks me out until the flight is over, but I didn't take anything this time, so I'm just trying not to freak out over here" I say

"The plane isn't going to crash" he tries to assure me

"We don't know that. No one expected the plane to crash on the way to Boise, but it did" I sigh

"You need to calm down before you give yourself an anxiety attack. What do you normally do when you're freaking out like this" he asks

"I don't know. I'm always asleep before I can get to this point" I sigh

"Okay, how about we talk. It'll keep you distracted" he says

"Okay" I nod. "So I never got the chance to apologize for that scene I caused a couple of weeks ago. I'm sorry for going off on you like that. You were just being a good friend and I was a complete jerk" I sigh

"You don't have to apologize" he says

"Yes I do. You were trying to be nice and invite me for coffee and I took all of my pent up frustration out on you" I say

"It's okay. I'm the master of taking my frustration out on other people" he says

"Thank you for being understanding" I say

"You don't have to thank me, I'm your friend I'm here for you. You're not alone" he says

"I know" I nod. Even though no one can replace Derek, I'm starting to realize that I have a whole army of people who care about me and I'm really lucky to have them in my life. "So I have a question" I say