You were an intern at Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital and you'd just had to take an old lady off her tube, since she was DNR; do not resuscitate. While you waited for her to die, you couldn't help but think of your mother, who is about the same age. You don't want her to die alone... Now you're in a storage room, mid-panic attack when Derek Shepherd, the head neuro surgeon, walked in. He crouched down to your height, gently taking your hands in his. "Deep breaths, okay? Deep breaths."