Hey Guys! So this is my first foray into fanfiction. But I thought of this story and I knew I had to write it, so here you go! This story takes place after the season 12 midseason finale- Alex and Jo are engaged, Jackson and April are together but they don't much of an appearance in the story, and Callie and Arizona are also back together, but otherwise everything else is the way it on the show. Anyways this story takes place a couple months after the events in 12x08 and Jo, Stephanie, Ben, and the rest of their resident class are taking their surgical boards, until in classic Grey's fashion everything goes downhill.

The ambulance doors opened to a mass of doctors. A resident eagerly reached out for the report in the hands of the paramedic, while steadying the gurney being pushed out of the rig.

"32 year old female. GSW to the left upper quadrant. Unresponsive at the scene - we had a pulse in route. Hypotensive. BP 108/40"

The attending looked up from the report and at the paramedic as the rolled the gurney into the ER.

"Is she the…?" she asked.

"Yeah…" the paramedic answered quietly. The attending shook her head and cleared her throat. She turned to her resident

"Okay let's get her intubated and book an OR" the resident nodded and reached for the phone. The attending turned back to the paramedic.

"What's the patient's name?"

"Josephine Wilson"

12 hours before

Alex Karev was not having a good day. He had just gotten out of surgery with a second year resident, who couldn't tell the difference between a clamp and a retractor. It's not like he had much of a choice, all the fifth years were in San Francisco taking their boards and all the other attendings had taken any other resident with half a brain.

"Dr. Karev, I finished the post- op evaluation on Brenden Miller and I was wondering if I could scrub in on your umbilical hernia repair." Alex took a deep breath and turned to his dim-witted resident.

"Sure you can scrub in…" the younger doctors eyes lit up "…after you teach the rest of the peds floor to do their own pre and post ops" Alex snapped and rolled his eyes as the second year tried to apologize before rushing away. Alex now thoroughly annoyed turned around only to see Callie walking towards him, her eyes widened as he noticed it was him and she rushed towards his direction. He tried to walk in the other direction, he was way too annoyed to deal with anyone at the moment.

Alex knew his bitterness wasn't completely because of his day at work. He missed Jo. He'd seen her off at the bay yesterday and then for the first time in nearly five years he came home to an empty house. She called him after she got to San Francisco and then had texted him just before she went in for her exam. He'd never realized how much of his life just didn't work without Jo.

"Karev!" Alex stopped, he had no choice, scowling he turned around.

"What do you want now, Torres"

"I was wondering if you heard back from Wilson"

"No, just like the last time you asked me twenty minutes ago, and the time before that and twice before that." He quipped. "And besides, why are you asking me, she'd probably call you first anyway. Team Ortho or whatever it is you two calling yourselves now and all" he added.

"You know every day I wonder what on Earth it is she sees in you, I can't spend more than twenty minutes with you and she agreed to spend the rest of her life with you. God help that girl" Callie snapped back. Alex rolled his eyes and turned around to walk away. Unfortunately for Alex, Callie followed.

"So how are wedding plans going?" she asked

"You just said you don't like having to spend time with me, why are you following me"

"I've got surgery in half an hour and nothing better to do"

"Gee thanks Torres."

"Whatever, so wedding plans? Did you guys pick a theme -" she asked eagerly.

"Do either of us look like people who have a wedding theme or plans for that matter? Knowing Jo, she'll probably just want to go to city hall, grab takeout, and call it a day." Alex, willing the conversation to end, glanced down at his watch "As riveting as this conversation is Torres, I have an umbilical hernia repair in ten minutes, so you'll have to excuse me" He said turning away from Callie.

Callie rolled her eyes as she watched him turn towards the elevator. She saw Bailey and remembered why she'd come down anyway.

"Chief! Wait up" Callie called running towards her.

"Torres this better be important I've got way too much work, the hospital is understaffed with the residents gone, and I had prospective fellows come in today to see the hospital- and they're all horrible, I have to pick up Tucker from school because Ben's not here and I haven't heard from Ben, don't know if he passed…" Bailey said on a tangent.

"I just needed a general surgeon, but you know what? It's okay I'll go see if Grey's free instead" Callie rushed wanting to get away from the angry chief of surgery. "Everyone's a grumpus" she muttered to herself as she walked up to the nurses' station. "Can you page Dr. Grey?"

"Right away Doctor." As Callie waited, the TV behind the nurses' station caught her eye.

"We are just now getting reports of a shooting in San Francisco at the Presdio Presidential Suites Hotel…" Callie stared at the screen, her eyes unwavering- the electric tablet in her hands fell in shock.

"For once a problem for someone else right?" the nurse at the station said following Callie's eyes. Callie didn't respond, she frantically ordered the nurse

"Page Dr. Bailey 911"

"Dr. Torres?" the nurse called out to Callie's retreating form, confused at her panicked tone

"…the Presdio Presidential Suites was hosting the American Surgical Boards this weekend. We have no reports on fatalities or the shooter at the time, we can only wait for more information"

Well that's chapter 1- hope you liked it!

-Gilded Words