Hello everyone :) This is one of my many attempts to create a fanfiction, and I am really excited about this one. I hope you'll like it and review. I tried to do my best in the medical area and terms, but unfortunately my knowledge based on chemistry-biology in highschool (that is long forgotten), the mirical wikipedia, and the ugh obsession over E.R, Grey's anatomy, and House. I also tried my best in the English department, cause it is not my native. So- instead of mumbling all over- let's get down to business :)

X 17.10.12 I republished the episode after my beta worked on it, so I think you'll enjoy it better now :) Thanx Pen Gnots for being my Beta! :)

Short summary: Start where season 8 left. The best doctors of Seattle Grace hospital are left out there- and are moved to the nearest hospital. What will be their fate? Are they gonna make it? Center mostly around Callie and Arizona, and a new character that will chance thier world.

Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's anatomy.

Enjoy :)

Episode one- coming to the rescue

The strong sound of the helicopter's propellers woke everyone's hearts with adrenaline. After what seemed like eternity, there was finally hope. In the last day they were stuck in what seemed to be nowhere, badly injured, hungry, week, and scared as hell. They usually were the ones to come to the rescue, and not the ones who needed help, and that position was hard to digest. Some of the finest surgeons of Seattle Grace hospital needed to be saved, and the helicopter was just the beginning.

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"What do we have here?" a tall man with brown hair rushed outside, while the ambulance arrived at the hospital entrance. The paramedics pulled out a gurney with a man on it.

"Plane crash, he had a cardiac tamponade that was done in the field and relived the pressure. But he's still unstable and in risk of infection" the paramedic told the doctor.

"Done in the field? How?" They moved the gurney into the hospital.

"It was a plane full of doctors from Seattle Grace hospital in Washington. There's another two critical in the next ambulance".

"Ok. I want C.T scans and ultrasound his hart. Let's prep an O.R. And someone page Mason!"

"I'm on it, Dr. Pitterson" a young intern said and took the patient.

...

"My beauty sleep lasted only 15 minutes. I guess I shouldn't have expected more, huh?"

A young doctor walked into the parking lot, joining the other doctors that waited for the other ambulances in the entrance.

"I told you there's no such thing as an easy day, Dr. Mason" another female doctor winked at her.

"But can't a girl dream?"

"Not in Portland Gates, you can't"

"Damn, you're right" Dr. Mason seemed exhausted.

The ambulance entered and the paramedic opened the doors.

"Female in her late 30s, multiple fractures to the knee, blood pressure 50\30" the paramedic said.

"Ok, , cores of treatment?" Dr. Mason asked.

"C.T ,X-rays on the leg, and to page ortho." A young man answered.

"I also want C.B.C. Why?" she asked.

"To make sure there is no infection?" he asked.

"Yes, but I'm more concerned about the low blood pressure. It might indicate internal bleeding. You are on it, keep an eye on her and update me the minute you get the results."

"Yes Dr. Mason" he said and ran with the gurney.

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"What do you have, Pitterson?" Dr. Mason came inside the room.

"He had a cardiac tamponade that was drained in the field. I booked an O.R so you can seal the source of the bleed" Dr. Pitterson gave her the C.T scans, and she nodded.

"Ok, let's scrub in" she said and they moved to the O.R.

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Meanwhile, in Seattle, Callie waited for her wife with a little surprise. Just like she had talked with Bailey earlier, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and makes the sex grow hotter, and only one night away from Arizona made her miss her like hell.

So, she waited in her sexy lingerie for Arizona to come back to work a little magic.

And then the phone rang, and it was Owen. Damn, if she had to leave for the hospital she would probably kill someone.

"Someone must be dying, seriously!" she didn't mean to be so disrespectful, but she couldn't help it.

"Callie." His voice was a little shaky, and she immediately stood up.

"Sorry, didn't mean that. What's going on?" she asked, feeling foolish.

"There was a plane crash." Callie stopped breathing, worried to hear the rest.

"You mean, there was a plane crash and everyone is called to the hospital, plane crash, or…" Callie voice was shaking. She knew better.

"The plane that we sent crashed on his way to the operation. They are now in a hospital in Portland. I'm sending a helicopter in 30 minutes that will take us there." He said. She is in a hospital. She is not dead. She will be ok

"I'm coming. Wait for me, I'm coming so don't leave without me!" she closed the phone and dressed in the first thing she could find, and storm out of the apartment.

She is in a hospital. She is not dead. She will be ok.

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"Dr. Mason, you have to look at this." Dr. Smith told her while she was scrubbing in.

"I'm scrubbing in, I'm going into surgery." she answered.

"You have to look at it, it's the woman with the broken leg." he insist.

"Last time I checked, I'm not ortho." she said, washing her hands.

"It's not about her leg. I think something is wrong." he said and handed her the scan.

She didn't need more than a second of observing the scan to understand.

"You think?! You think? You are incompetent, stupid. You are only showing this to me now? Get her into surgery immediately!" she screamed at her intern, who was completely shocked.

"What about Mr. Sloan? He is already inside" he barely dared to ask.

"Mr. Sloan can wait. She can't. Move. Now!" she kept screaming until he ran, and she walked into the O.R.

"Take this patient back to his room. We need the O.R" she said to Dr. Pitterson.

"No way, he is already ready for surgery, we've already gave his sedatives." he answered.

"Take a look at this." she gave him the scans, and he paused, looking at them for several seconds.

"She's dead." he finally said, as stating a fact.

"She is not dead, and she is on her way, so take your patient out of here." She said, mad how quickly he could give up on someone's life.

"We already sedated him, he is in critical condition, and I can't do this." He insisted.

"Even if we had another O.R, I'm the surgeon. You are only assisting. It's my decision and I have no other choice. So you just need to keep him stable until I finish with her"

"Why don't you wait with her then?"

"If I wait she will die!" she lost her patience.

"She will die anyway; if he waits they'll both die! We need to save the ones we can save"

"No. We need to save the ones who are more critical first. You know that the law is on my side so drop it. The chief will agree with me so don't waste time." She was the attending, so she had to set the finale word.

"I hope that god is on your side because you'll need a miracle to save her. If we'll lose them both it's on you!" he said and started to take Mark Sloan out of the O.R.

...

Callie got out of the helicopter with Owen and the pilots wife. The other residents wanted to come too but Owen asked everyone to stay in the hospital. They couldn't leave the hospital without doctors, and everyone wanted to come. So Callie came for Arizona and Mark, and Owen came for Cristina. Derek and Meredith were already together out there.

They entered the E.R and they saw Meredith and Cristina sitting together in the hallway.

"What's going on? Where's everybody?" Owen asked when he hugged Cristina, and she flinched.

"Ouch! I dislocated my shoulder, carful." she said and he cut the hug.

"Derek had wounded his arm. And Mark had cardiac tamponade but we treated him in the filled. And now he is waiting for the O.R." Meredith told them.

"Lexi is dead." Cristina said and everyone was quiet, except Callie, who didn't listen to them at all.

"Where is Arizona?" she was concern.

"She is in the O.R. I think that her bone in sticking the skin. It looked really bad" Cristina said but Callie was relived. She could help.

...

"I need more suction." Dr. Mason asked and her resident help.

"I need you to clap this artery while I stitch around the lungs." She told her resident and he asked for a clamp.

The O.R opened and Callie entered with a mask on her face.

"I'm an orthopedic surgeon in Seattle Grace, can I help?" she asked while Dr. Mason stitched around.

"The last thing I need is orthopedic surgeon" she dismissed her.

"I saw her leg x-ray. I want to know what the ortho surgeon is doing for her." Callie answered, worried that some ungifted surgeon will mess her wife's leg.

"I don't have one in here. Her leg is my last concern. If she'll make it through this surgery I'll be more than happy to introduce you to the head of ortho."

"If she makes it?" Callie hart skipped a beat.

"She's got multiple ruptures in her lungs and splint and she lost a lot of blood. She was untreated at all full day. Honestly, I'm surprised she's still alive." Dr. Mason said and the vain exploded.

"Damn, I told you to clamp!" she yelled at her resident.

"It's still clamped, the bleeding is somewhere ells!" the resident start panicking.

"B.P is dropping!" someone said and her heart stopped on the monitor.

"Starting compressions!" Dr. Mason said and massaged the hart.

"Charging to 50. Clear!"

She gave her heart a shock, but the monitor was still flat.

"Charging to 100"

Callie heart bumped in her chest. She came closer to the table.

"Let me help." she said and she felt someone holding her back.

"You are not a doctor in this hospital, you need to get out!" Dr. Mason said while the other shock to the heart didn't help.

"Charging to 200!" tears started dropping on Callie's face.

"Clear!" she shocked her heart again, but it didn't restart.

"No. please!" she said, "This is my wife on the table! Don't die. I love you. Stay with me, Arizona!"

"This is your wife?! Charge to 300." Dr. Mason looked at Callie while she tried to reach for Arizona again.

"Get the family out of my fucking O.R!" she screamed at the nurses and two of then tried to pull her away.

"Clear!" she gave another shock to her heart and it beat again.

Callie stopped fighting with the nurses out of relief, and they took her out.

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The last four hours in her life felt like eternity. She's used to be in operations that lasted more than 12 hours, but even they didn't felt this way. She was sitting in Mark's room and stared at him all the time. He was unconscious and intubated, and the doctor had told her that the minute an O.R is available, they would take him there.

She was terrified of losing them. She couldn't bare the idea that the most important people in her life were in danger, and there was nothing she could do.

Just a few days ago she had talked about how everything was so perfect. Damn, why she had to speak up and dared the devil?

A young doctor entered the room and started to check Mark's vital signs.

"Are you prepping him?" she asked him and he nodded.

"Yes. she's done with her operation and she can do his now" he told her.

"Wait. The reason he waited was because there was no O.R available, not because he waited for a specific doctor. Wasn't it?" she asked.

"We have only one cardiothoracic surgeon in this hospital. But I assure you that she is the best" he tried to calm her.

"Wait, is she the one who was working on my wife?" Callie stood up from her seat.

"I don't know, what's your wife's name? I can find out." he suggested.

"Never mind, I'll go and see" she said and left the room, and all she wanted was to see her wife. She kept hearing in her head the surgeon's words 'if she'll make it through this surgery',and she was terrified. She couldn't lose Arizona.

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"I'm your attending and you are a resident. If you ever pull that kind of a scene again in my O.R I'll make sure the next time you see one is as a patient. Is that clear?" Callie heard a familiar voice when she walked to Arizona's O.R.

"I won't shut up if I think you are damaging a patient. You got lucky today. I hope you get lucky in his surgery too. I'll cross my fingers for you." the other doctor answered her.

"You are crossing the line. This is my last warning!" she saw the doctor that worked on her wife screaming at the other doctor. Does it mean the surgery didn't go well?

Dr. Mason noticed Callie in the hallway.

"Go prep your patient. And tell Dr. Rogers to scrub in. I don't want you in this" she said to him quietly and moved to approach Callie.

"Your wife's surgery went well; she is in recovery." Dr. Mason told her and Callie cried out sigh of relief.

"Is she going to be ok?" Callie asked. She wanted to scream at the doctor for the way she spoke in the O.R, but hearing that Arizona is alive… it made everything go away.

"I'll come and check up on her in a few hours. It's hard to tell right now. "Dr. Mason answered and Callie saw Mark was lead to the O.R.

"I have another surgery, excuse me" Dr. Mason apologized and fallowed Mark's bed.

...

Arizona was laying in the bed with tube down her throat. Callie was sitting next to her, observing every inch of her face filled with incisions, and observed the casted leg. She wanted to help but there was nothing she could do now. So she just prayed to god. Just open your eyes, just wake up. Please.

"Hey, how is she?" Owen entered the room but Callie didn't take her eyes away from Arizona.

"I went into her operation." Callie said with blank expression.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I went inside to see if they needed help because of her leg. But, she almost died. And all I was worried about her stupid leg"

"Come on, Callie. You couldn't know what was going on. You wanted to help"

"There is nothing I can do to help. I just have to wait. How can I just sit here and wait?" she asked him, and tears streaming down her face.

"I know this feels helpless to know there is nothing we can do. But just being here helps. She feels you are by her side." Owen said, and she remembered her own accident. She remembered feeling Arizona was by her side, and she wanted to wake up for her. She just hoped Arizona could really feel her.

-..

"Hello, I'm Dr. Mason." she entered the room and Callie looked at her.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Owen Hunt from Seattle Grace." he shook her hand.

"You're done with Mark? How is he?" Callie didn't care about introductions.

"He is going to be ok. He is in recovery. They both survived the hard part, from now on it should get easier." Dr. Mason promised.

"When is she going to wake up?" Callie asked.

"I hope somewhere in the next 12 hours."

"You hope" Callie delayed on that word. She heard the word hope too many times that day.

"We did everything we can; now we need to wait and see. Time is the key." Dr. Mason said.

"What about her leg? I see you put her in a cast but I saw the x-rays, she needs orthopedic surgery." Callie asked.

"I'll ask ortho to come and talk to you. Her condition was unstable, there was no time. They did temporary fixation." she answered.

"Temporarily fixations? Meaning they did nothing!" Callie started to get mad.

"Like I said, I'll call ortho to come down here." Dr. Mason tried to relax her, but she couldn't.

"You told me in the operation that her leg is your last concern. No one from your ortho department was with her. And I heard the other doctor confronts you about damaging your patient. You just didn't care. If she will have permanent damage it's your fault!" Callie screamed at the doctor with tears in her eyes. She needed someone to blame. Someone had to pay.

"My only fault is that you wife is alive!" Dr. Mason lost it. She was up in surgery for the last 15 hours in a raw on two different operations after only an hour of sleep at night. After a resident decided he was god, and that she was reckless. She just saved a woman everyone was sure would die, and she did it. Her determination did it. It was her talent. So screw the world and screw the family and screw chances. She beat chances and she beat hope. She nailed it today. She was fucking perfect. And she deserved to be treated like it.

Callie didn't say a word. She knew that that surgeon just saved Arizona's life. But she didn't do everything she could. And Callie should have been the one to save her.

"I'm sorry, I have to go." Dr. Mason used that moment of silent to get out of that room. She was fucking perfect. And she was going to be treated so!

...

The chief of Portland Gates Hospital was sitting in his room, drinking coffee, when he heard a knock on his door.

"Come 'on in." he said.

Dr. Mason stepped into the room and the chief straightened his back on his chair.

"Ho, hello Lisa. I heard about your excellent work today." he smiled at her. Sure, of course he was pleased. Saving two doctors from a major hospital in the west in one day was pumping up the reputation of his small hospital. It was pumping up his ego.

"I almost lost them both today." she said, feeling the fire burning up her throat.

"But you didn't. You saved their lives." he dismissed her.

"The 'saving their lives' part was an act of god. It was pure luck today" and it was. It was luck. But not like Dr. Pitterson had suggested earlier. She did make the right call. But she shouldn't even have had to face that choice in the first place. Not if she had what she needed all along.

"Pure luck, you say? I say pure talent. Stop beating yourself up. You did great." He complimented her.

"I did great. You are lucky that I did great, because no way you could have explained any of this in a negligence comity if there was one." She lost her patients and exploded.

"And it would have been me the one to be interrogated with all the questions. They would interrogate me! And I'm not the one to be blamed. I've told you million times that we need more cardiothoracic surgeons in here. I can't be the only one. I had to be in two surgeries in one today, and I couldn't. I don't want to choose who I'm going to save. I don't want to choose who's going to live or die. I don't want to play god. That's not why I became a doctor!" Dr. Mason took out all her frustration on him. She knew that if her patients would have died today she couldn't have lived with it. Not because it was her fault, but because she let it last way to long.

"You don't think I know what I need? I'm the chief of this hospital!" he screamed back at her but it sounded like blab to her. She couldn't take his crap anymore.

"I have you. You are great surgeon, and I see a great future in this hospital for you. And you have proven yourself today. So just calm down and get some sleep" he regretted screaming before. He knew where she came from, and he understood. Having all the responsibility in the hands could be scary. But she was a doctor. She had to handle responsibility.

"I can't go to sleep. Cause if I would, I would just get page in 30 minutes to wake up again! Cause you have no one else to page! I won't take this anymore!" she screamed and tears came out of her eyes. She was finally facing this.

"I think you should go to sleep and we will talk tomorrow." he said, trying to calm her.

"No. It's not legal to keep this hospital with only one surgeon. And I won't help you save money anymore. I need to save a life" she was decisive.

"I know I'm asking a lot of you. But, you can handle this. Don't fear this responsibility." he tried to calm her again, but he knew he already lost. It wasn't the first time they had that discussion, and he kept promising her the future of the hospital. He kept loading her ego with words, with power and with responsibility. But he knew she had grown, and that she knew better.

"I'm giving you 48 hours to give me another surgeon. If you won't, I'm leaving." She set her ultimatum and he cracked his mouth to talk again, but she didn't let him.

"That's my final word. And now I'm going to find a nice on-call room to sleep in, and pray to god no one's heart is going to stop today, because I'm fucking tired as hell." she said and left the room. She saw Dr. Hunt waiting outside, and he nodded to her. She nodded back, but kept going. She was hoping that at least 8 hours of the next 48 would be used for napping. Hoping to get that lucky. But luck was already on her side for so long that day.

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I hope you liked it :) I already have the secound episode written, but i'll wait till tomarow's night to see if you gays are intrested. so... review ;)