It's been long enough. I should probably tell you what it was like to be found and rescued from the forest. Getting taken to hospital. "Where am I? Am I back in Seattle?" I asked the nurses asked me and I looked at them.

"You're at a hospital. Doctor, you are being treated." She said to me and I looked at her. That's when I remembered that I was pregnant.

"Baby. How's my baby?" I asked and they went silent. Why weren't they saying anything. I guess I'd blocked everything out that happens or maybe there was another reason they didn't tell me. That's when I saw Miranda outside the window. "Miranda they won't tell me what happened to my baby." I said to her and I could see the tears in her eyes. "No. No." I said to her and she came over and hugged me. Whilst I just sobbed.

"I know. I know, let it out." She said and her voice cracking a bit more after every word. She held more for a bit more before they nurses and doctors had to work on me again.

"When can I go home?" I asked her and she looked at me.

"Tomorrow. But we'll be on a plane." She said to me and I looked at her and shook my head.

"No, no. I'm not getting on one of them again. No, Miranda I can't." I said to her and I could feel tears in my eyes again.

"I know, it's the only way." She said to me and I looked at her.

"Put me out. I can't be awake." I said to her and that's what happened on the flight back. When we got to Chicago. I refused to talk. I wasn't the only one. Cristina was the same.

"I wish that you would talk to me. I know what you went through out there is worse than I'll ever know. But you need to talk to me. You're not the only one suffering. Think of Caleb. He doesn't understand what's going on with you. He needs his Mom, Y/n. I need you as well. Please just say something. Anything." Jackson said to me, I could tell that just one word would mean a lot. But I couldn't say anything. I had a million things to say in my head. But not a single one to utter. Meredith had gone back to work whilst Cristina and I were still admitted. It was the next day and Jackson and got me into my chair and taken me to Cristina's room. The two of us just there like a shell, with nothing inside. Everyone would come and have lunch with us.

"Mm. Blowing off Harvard. Wow." Alex said to Meredith. They were talking about Meredith and Derek's talk from last night.

"You're blowing off Hopkins. Wow." Mer said to Alex.

"No, I'm postponing Hopkins till Robbins is better. Avery did the same thing for Sloan and Y/n." Alex said and I didn't need to be reminded of that. Reminded that I was the reason that Jackson was still here.

"And I stayed." April said but she had no choice.

"And you stayed because you have no place else to go. Oh. Wake me up in ten for Chunky Stu." Alex said as he leaned back. Stu was one of his patients.

"You just ate." April said to him.

"Stuart. Short-bowel syndrome kid. I'm doing an intestinal transplant. He puked on me the first time we met, so I call him 'Chunky Stu.'" Alex said to us. I remembered him telling me.

"Ugh." April got out in disgust.

"Arizona hated it, but Stuart thinks it's hilarious." Alex said to us and I could imagine he did.

"How is Arizona's infection? Is it getting any better?" Mer asked him. Callie would stop by and talk to me sometimes. Always different patients but never Arizona.

"Don't know. I haven't seen her." Alex said to us all.

"What do you mean? You're running her service." Mer said to him and he looked at her.

"You really think she wants to talk to me? I mean, what am I supposed to say to her? 'Hey, remember the time that I quit and you got pissed and took my seat on a plane that crashed, and now you're trading in your wheelie sneaks for a peg leg? Sorry. My bad'?" Alex said and tansy when someone else walked in. Kissing my head.

"How are we doing here?" Jackson asked as he stood back up again.

"Hey, Jackson, you're talking to Sloan, right? Keeping him updated." Mer said to Jackson. Sometimes he'd take me to visit Mark. Mark always tried to get something out of me.

"Yeah. Not about work stuff, though. He doesn't need that kind of pressure right now." Jackson said and I don't think anyone did.

"What is wrong with you two?" Mer asked Jackson and Alex.

"Oh, I just said that- -" Jackson started and that's when Mer cut him off.

"No, I'm just saying, they're fine. They're gonna be fine. Arizona's not gonna lose her leg, and Sloan is coming back. They're coming back. So let's act like it. They're gonna be fine. We're all going to be fine." Mer said to us all. The last part she looked between me and Cristina.

"How long are we saying that this is ok?" Alex asked as he looked at the two of us.

"As long as they need." Mer said to him.

"I, for one, find it refreshing. They say, if you don't have something nice to say...they never have anything nice to say." April said and that wasn't true. "Come on, Yang. I'm wide open. Just hit me. Y/l/n, give me one of them British insults. I can take it." She said and E both said nothing. Another week had passed and Jackson took me to see Mark.

"My favorite Brit." He said when Jackson took me in.

"I thought I'd leave her here for an hour. Give you some company." Jackson said to me and Mark looked at me with a smile.

"Of course. Thank you." Mark said and that's when Jackson left. Mark then looked at me. "Have you spoken yet?" He asked me and there was no answer. "That's okay. Everyone deals with trauma differently. We should know that. How are you feeling today?" Mark asked me and I looked at him. There were words on the tip of my tongue.

"G...good." I said and I could see the smile on Marks face.

"Holy crap. You're talking. You spoke." He said to me and he celebrated.

"I...I did." I said and I could feel the smile on my face. That's when Mark took my hand. In a friendly way.

"I'm proud of you. Have you spoken to Jackson yet? The kid needs you too." He said to me.

"Not yet." I said slowly and maybe all I needed was to see Mark's face. With him and his punchy attitude.

"Have you got any physio lined up yet. You're talking your close to walking again." He said to me and I shook my head.

"I have to have another sur...surgery first. Then I can start." I said to him and he looked at me. Nodding.

"Well, whatever happens. I can't wait to see you walking around again. Seeing you in the chair doesn't feel right." He said to me and we kept talking. Until Jackson came.

"Hi Jackson." I said to him when he came and that's when I saw his face light up. Tears in his eyes.

"Oh, my god. You're talking again." He said to me. Once I got discharged. Jackson had to bathe me because of my injuries.

"Im ready to talk." I said to him and he looked at me.

"Are you sure?" He asked me and I nodded.

"I need to." I said to him and he sat beside the bathroom. I looked at him.

"I didn't rest for four days. I heard everything, I saw everything. I could smell everything. I can still hear Mer screaming and crying for Lexi. People managed to sleep. Not me and Cristina. We stayed awake. I trying to cope with the miscarriage that I could see on my trousers everyday. I can hear the animals fighting over Lexi, Cristina had tried. She tried. I really how cold the nights got. How dark it was when the fire went out. The only thing I wanted to do was get out of the forest. I thought I would die there. That if I fell asleep I'd never wake up again. Never see you or Caleb or my mum again. Cristina had to keep me going, even when she was caring for everyone else. I still feel like I'm stuck there. I am stuck there." I said to him and I looked at him. I could see the pain in his eyes.

"I'll help you get out of there. I will try as hard as I can." He said to me and he held me. After that day, I started going to therapy. Trying get myself unstuck. Every time Jackson worked. He took me with him. I'd wheel around the hospital. Trying to get everything sorted back out again. Soon I was back to work again. One night I went to see Mark. He'd been in a coma. We were all waiting for him to wake up.

"Look who's not talking now. I didn't think you'd get like this. You're strong Mark. You can get through this. All you have to do is wake up. Please." I said to him and I stayed in his room. That's when I saw him open his eyes. "He's awake! He's awake!" I shouted getting them nurses attention. That's I called Callie. She needed to come.

"Avery, tell me what's going on." Callie said and that's when she saw Mark. Awake and smiling.

"Torres. Where you been?" He asked her and she laughed. I then left to give them some time.

"Pretty amazing recovery, right?" Jackson asked Derek.

"Yeah. His stats are good? He's being weaned off pressors?" Derek asked Jackson and I looked up at him.

"Yeah, BP is 110 over 60." Jackson said with a smile.

"And he's making inappropriate sexual comments to Brooks." Callie said and that's when Brooks let out a chuckle.

"It's fine." She said and she looked at Webber.

"No, it's not. Buy right now I'm really, really enjoying it, so..." Callie said and she laughed before going in with him.

"You think it's the surge?" Derek asked Webber and I'm hoping it wouldn't be.

"Mm. It might be." Webber said and I didn't want think about if it was.

"I don't. I don't think it is." Derek said and he looked at us.

"I'm hoping it's not." I said to them all. Jackson then put a hand on my shoulder.

"What's the surge?" Brooks asked us and I didn't want to hear it.

"In many terminally ill patients, they have a final surge of energy. They get better before they get worse." Webber said and Derek and I gave each other a look.

"But this is not that." Jackson said and I knew it wouldn't.

"But in a little while he'll do what all patients do. He'll have epiphanies, he'll tell what really matters in life, ask for his family." Webber said but Mark wouldn't go through that. He was awake. He'd remain awake.

"The man is telling dirty jokes. It's not a- -not a surge." Derek said to us all.

"No, I don't think so either." Jackson said to us all. When Callie stopped talking with him. I then went and spoke to him. He promised me he'd still be here when I started to walk again. I was getting there. The physio was helping a lot. That's when Jackson had to talk to him. I had to do a few rounds. Before I was going to head back up again. When I got back. I was too late. Mark was hooked back up to the machine again. It was the surge.

"No! No, this isn't real. This isn't happening." I said to the nurses at the station. That's Alex came over to me. He held me. "Alex get off of me." I said to him as I cried. He wouldn't. I knew he wouldn't.

"No, not until Jackson's here." He said to me.

"I don't need Jackson. I need Mark to wake up. Get him to wake up!" I shouted at him and I could tell that Jackson was here.

"What's going on here?" He asked and that's when Alex let go off. I tossed the clipboard that was on my lap across the room and just put my head in my hands.

"It's Mark. It was just a surge." I said to him and he came over to me. Holding me. Nothing anyone would say would make this any easier. Mark was that one guy that I'd always love. Although it went from a romantic love to a friend love. I'd always love him. No one would take that from me. I held onto Jackson as I just cried. I didn't even know how long Mark had been gone for. I didn't want to. Especially when I didn't know how long I'd missed him by. As the days went on, I found myself talking to Mark everyday. Even if he wouldn't say anything back.