A/N: I don't own anything. This is also my first try at a Fanfiction, so let me know how i am doing please, I will try to update tomorrow.

Owen Hunt was running the ER with an efficiency that only a soldier could accomplish. Being the chief of surgery limited his time in the place where his passion was, he had to take his time there when he could. So when he got the call that there was an incoming trauma, he was excited. His adrenaline was pumping and he was ready for the high that only saving a life could bring.

As the ambulance door was opening he was told, "27 year old female mugging victim, multiple stab wounds to the stomach, minor facial damage, and possibility of sexual assault." Hunt froze. He knew those scrubs. They were Mercy Grace Seattle West resident scrubs.

"Do you have an ID on the victim?" He knew who she was, even being unconscious and having a swollen face. But at that moment he prayed that it was anyone but the socially awkward redhead that had become a pillar for the people of his hospital.

"She was awake when we arrived and was able to identify herself as April Kepner, Doctor, it's our April." It didn't surprise Hunt that they knew her, Kepner was sweet, she had wanted to be able to support everyone.

"Make her Jane Doe on the board nurse. Page Dr. Bailey, , and Altman to OR 1. Make sure that the Gallery in locked, under no circumstance is that door to open. This is a closed procedure." He spoke with a calm authority that he didn't feel.

"No interns, no residents." he added as a side note. She deserved to keep her dignity, to keep her privacy. He wouldn't let anything else be taken from her. The seconds it took him to get her to the OR seemed longer than any moments he had had since returning from Iraq. He was met by Sloan in the scrub room.

"What have we got?"

"27 year old rape victim with facial injuries and multiple stab wounds the the stomach, it's-"

"Why do you need me now? I have work, I can fix her up during her post ops."

"You're in here because I trust you and April Kepner is not going to have her face as a permanent reminder of tonight. Got it" Owen knew that Sloan would care, that he would take the time to fix her, to make her face look like her face.

"God Dammit." Miss sunshine wasn't catching a break. "She'll be fucking perfect, I swear to God." He had never worked with her. Sloan knew that she had been the brunt of most of the jokes that Lexi was making to try to make herself feel better. He knew that Derrick thought she had potential, and that Avery thought of her as his closest friend. She was important. The only person who didn't know that was probably her.

They got to work. Hunt had to control the bleeding. When Dr. Altman joined she was instructed to do the rape kit. "Dr. Hunt there was an abnormal amount of bleeding here, but there seems to be no sign of open wounds, I-"

"Kepner is a virgin," Bailey interrupts, as she offers her assistance to hunt who was about to remove her unsalvageable spleen. "Thats why there is blood. Because she was waiting and wanted her first time to be special. She was a virgin." She knew everything, and at this moment she wished she had never heard this piece of gossip about the vulnerable girl on the table all fell into a mournful silence. Unable to speak as they worked to preserve the girl that had become one of their own.

"Is there anything else for me to do, rape kit is complete. There were definite signs of brutal sexual assault," She almost choked on her last words. This was Kepner, the Mercy West girl who she had tried to build up, and then forgot about her as soon as she heard the name Christina Yang. The one who never begrudged her for that. The one that they all has underrated.

"Hold her hand." It came from Sloan. His statement surprised them all, "She deserves to have her hand held. She needs to know that we care. Even if she is asleep" He was emotional, they could all hear the tears in his voice.

"How about we plug her IPOD in? It was in her purse. I think she would like the music." Teddy moved to plug it in at Baileys suggestion. As she pressed play to whatever song she had last been listening to they all smiled soberly .

"So I put hands up they're singing my song and the butterflys fly away"

Teddy joins in, "Nodding my head like yeah," and eventually Sloan and Miranda join her . As they work to her soundtrack they sing the songs that they know, and talk to her during the ones they don't. Trying to make her know that they were with her, that she was safe. That they were going to take care of her.

"I am calling in a favor, she will be treated as a VIP, only us in this room will be allowed to be in and out of her recovery room until she decides how she would like to proceed. In the meantime this need to be kept from everyone who was not apart of her treatment. I was informed that Reid was her emergency contact, but for now as her employer i am the stand in. She should wake up soon so we are going to take our cues from her. Do you three understand?" They all nodded in agreement. "Lets close".

"My chains are gone, I've been set free, My God my Savior has ransomed me."

A/N: Suggestions are welcome, this takes place at the beginning of season seven, before Jackson and Lexie. So yah.