They remove Meredith's breathing tube as Addison walks in. Cristina is still holding Meredith's ankles. They confirm that she's breathing on her own, but they don't yet know about her brain function. Addison asks about Derek, but Bailey says she hasn't yet paged him. "I wanted to... giving her more time." Addison watches Bailey leave and sees Cristina, still willing Meredith with all her might to be okay. She leaves the two alone, and after a moment, Mere starts to move. Cristina runs to her side and puts her hand on her face, softly telling her to try again.
Cristina then remembers she's one who takes charge and kicks ass, and gathers herself up and orders Meredith loudly that her brain works and that she needs to form a word. Tears roll down her face. After some effort, Mere manages a single word. "Ouch." I love it, it's so true to be the first response back even if it's not romantic and meaningful. Cristina cries and rejoices, and while crying tells Meredith, "Hi! I'm getting married to Burke! Not that that should be anywhere on your list of thoughts right now, but just in case you slip in the hall later, or... " Mere smiles. Cristina takes a breath and says, "You are the one person I wanted to tell. Thank you for not dying." Mere smiles, Cristina cries, I cry. I love their relationship and the acting by Sandra Oh was unbelievable.
George runs down the hall and sees the women talking. Alex joins then, and Izzie and Bailey are there too. Alex squeezes Izzie's shoulder -- no one says a word, but the happiness is palpable.
That night, Derek is leaning in the doorway to Meredith's room, watching her sleep. She's under navy sheets, and can I take a moment to say that this hospital has more colored sheets than I've ever seen? I've seen many a hospital, but nary a colored sheet except for Seattle Grace. She wakes up and he smiles at her and says a quiet, "Hey." She "hey"s back. It's a cute moment between the two of them; they know what they mean to each other. He walks in slowly and kisses her, then sits next to her. She stares at him, never taking her eyes off of his face like he might disappear. He sighs and says her name, but before he can continue she says, "My mother's dead, isn't she." He confirms it, confused. She finally looks away, up at the ceiling and says, "It's okay. I think." She turns back to him and he nods. She repeats quietly, "I think it's okay." It may have been short, and a little bit contrived, but she needed that moment with her mom. She seems to have a calm air about her that's been missing for a long time. She got what she needed to really go on.