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Callie was waiting outside Seattle Grace Hospital for her ambulance to arrive. When it did, the EMT rushed two patients into the ER.
"51 year old male, few broken ribs and a broken leg, possible injured lung."
"Young girl, broken leg and wrist, no signs of other injuries, found unconscious but breathing." Callie heard the paramedics as they rolled in a young girl and a man into the hospital. Callie was now an attending for 3 years and was very skilled in Ortho, one of the best in the country.
"Dr. Cohen, take x-rays of the girl's leg and wrist, page me when you're done." Callie yelled to Dr. Cohen, a young 3rd year resident with a good background in Ortho. Callie looked at the girl; she had blond hair and was petite. A piece of Callie's heart broke seeing those blonde curls, only three years ago did she let the love of her life walk away from her. The Latina then snapped out of her self pity and ran over to the man to look at his leg, "What the hell happened?" Callie turn and gave one of the paramedics a questioning look.
"They were in a very bad car crash; apparently a drunk driver hit them with his truck. The car flipped two times. We're amazed that they were both breathing when we got there." Callie moved up to the man's chest and checked out his injuries.
"Yeah he has at least 3 broken ribs. Get him to OR 3 SAT!" They rushed the man into surgery but it was too late. One of his ribs punctured his right lung and they could not repair it. "Time of death 20:18." Callie called out and she left the room to the scrub out.
It was only 30 minutes into the surgery when they lost him. Taking off her scrub cap Callie returned to her office exhausted from the hours she spent in the hospital. She bent over her desk and rubbed her face in her hands. "Finally some time alone" Callie thought to herself. Just then her pager went off; it was from Dr. Cohen telling her the x-rays were done. The Latina then stood up and with a sigh walked out of her office.
When Callie got to the girls room she took the x-rays from the young resident and put them on the light up board. "Yup, she broke her leg in two places" Callie pointed the two places out to the resident standing next to her. "And her wrist seems to only have a slight fracture. That should heal fine but we will need to do surgery on her left leg. Do we know who this girl is?" Callie turned to look at the small girl sleeping in the bed. She looked so helpless. Callie also couldn't help it that the girl reminded her too much of Erica and if she left she felt like she would be walking out on Erica. And Callie did not want to ever make that mistake again.
"No not yet."
"Ok, well get her ready for surgery and down to OR 2." Like always Callie rocked the surgery. It was short and went smoothly only taking about 3 hours.
Getting the girl settled back in her room Dr. Cohen told Callie to go and if the patient woke up she would page her. But Callie said she would stay. The Latina felt bad for the girl and didn't want her to be alone when she woke up, so she pulled over a chair and watched the girl sleep. She was pale and helpless, her blonde curls were pulled back but some of her bangs were hanging in front of her face.
The young girl began to open her eyes to see a doctor watching her like a hawk.
"Hey, how you feeling?" Callie asked the girl in a motherly tone.
"I'm ok I guess. I remember the car crash and…and…" Callie watched as fear entered the girl's eyes and she asked probably the hardest question "Is my dad…dead?"
Callie saw the young girl begin to cry, and even though it was against hospital rules Callie rushed over and held the girl. She was so helpless and alone Callie couldn't just sit there and watch.
When the girl's sobs began to stop Callie turned to the girl and asked her some questions. "Do you know your name?"
"Kayla Miller."
"Ok that's good, now we can find your medical records. Do you know anyone we can call? Your mother, an aunt, uncle?"
"No, not really. I don't know any of my family; it was just my dad and me. There is my mom, but I have not seen her since I was 5, I'm 10 now. My father got all rights and made my mom stay away from me after their divorce. I don't know why I mean she is a really good person; I think it had something to do with my dad getting back at her for something. I really don't know. Sorry."
"Does she have to stay away from you by law, or something?" Callie was a little confused, if Kayla's mother was a good person then why did she have to stay away from her?
"No," Kayla shook her head, "I love my dad, but I hated him too. I was really young but I remember him telling her to stay away from me and it was the only way for her to give back what she took away from him." Callie just nodded before asking the next question.
"Do you have a number or a name that maybe we could look her up?"
"Yeah, but I don't know how you would personally reach her she is a doctor."
"Well, most doctors' work somewhere, I'm pretty sure we could find her."
"Yeah but she is one of those famous ones. You may know her many do. Erica Hahn?" Callie was shocked. Her face suddenly became pail and she got this strange feeling in her stomach. This girl was Erica's daughter? Callie never knew Erica was married…let alone had a daughter.
"Your mother…your mother is Erica Hahn, cardio goddess?" Callie got up from the bed and started getting some papers together, stumbling while doing so.
"Yeah, I take it you know her?"
"Yeah we use to work together. I will….umm…I will go talk to the Chief of surgery and see if we can find her" With that Callie left the room and sprinted to the Chief's office.
Bursting into the chief's office out of breath he gave her a questioning look. "Dr. Torres what can I do for you?"
"Chief I need to talk to you about Erica Hahn."
He looked up from his papers and gave a tired sigh "Callie look, we have been over this a million times. I don't know where Dr. Hahn went or where she is now. I know…"
"No sir. It's not about me, we have her daughter. She was the Jane Doe from the car accident last night. Apparently she does not know how to reach her, her father told Erica to stay away from Kayla after the divorce. There is no restraining order but she said he would threaten her. That's all Kayla really knows."
"Well I will get in touch with some people to look for Erica; does this girl have any other family?"
"Not that I know of, she says it was just her and her dad. No grandparents, uncle, aunts….nothing."
"Well then I will see if we can find her mother. Now Dr. Torres you have been here for over 48 hours. Go home sleep. If we need you we will page you. Now go home and to sleep."
"Yes sir, but first I have some paper work to fill out then I will go straight home, promise."
"Very well." Callie turned on her heels and left the room. She had no intention on leaving the hospital, especially if Erica might be coming back. There was so much she needed to say, they left things on the wrong foot. Plus, Callie needed Erica to know she still loved her, even if Erica had moved on and found another girl, Callie still needed to tell the blonde. But Callie knew not to get her hopes up. What if Erica couldn't be found? Only time could tell now.
