"It hasn't moved," Meredith said. "I'm holding the blasting cap steady against the rib. If I let go, it slides down."
It caught on a rib.
"He would have died," Meredith whispered, burying her face in his scrub top. "I couldn't let him die." grey's anatomy bomb
"Okay," Meredith said. Her arm felt like lead. Her muscles were spasming from holding the position for over an hour. "It hasn't moved," Meredith said
"Okay," she breathed. She stared at the wall above James's head. She didn't look at the bomb. She didn't look at the blood. She thought of the prom. She thought of the candle house. She thought of Derek’s hair. "He would have died," Meredith whispered, burying her
The trauma room disintegrated. The glass walls shattered into a million diamonds of safety glass. The overhead lights blew out, plunging them into smoke and darkness.
"Freeze!" Carlson yelled.