Disclaimer- nothing is owned by me
Disclaimer- nothing is owned by me.
This is a VERY short prologue, really just written to see if anyone would be interested if I continued. Obviously AU
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Burke
It had suddenly became very still in the OR when Meredith Grey slowly lifted her hands from the patients chest and, taking with her, a very live and very dangerous
piece of explosive. Imminent death could do that. The surgeon within him itched to get at the patient and to start to repair the damage to his body. But Preston
stopped, his eyes on the shell. He was very aware that they could very possibly die if something went wrong.
But the moment passed. Meredith handed it over to the bomb squad guy, extremely slowly and very careful of jostling it. Dylan, Burke thought the mans name was but
could not be sure. Names did not matter that much, not in this sort of situation. He watched as she started to follow Dylan out of the room. Burke himself did not
follow. After breathing an inaudible sigh of relief and thanking God, he turned his attention to his patient on the table.
The ammunition exploded and Preston was unconscious before he made the first incision.