Hello all, I'm back with another new story. I know what you're thinking, 'she writes a bunch of new stories and never finishes them'. That's because they die. Like the High School one - I had so many fans then they all disappeared. But anyway, I hope you all like this one. It's a crossover between Grey's and The Walking Dead. Don't know what that is? It's basically a zombie/infection show. I'm not using any characters fro that show, just Grey's. I'm only using the plot of Walking Dead. Oh! And I'm gonna kill someone off like every other chapter maybe, and guess what…. You get to vote for who dies! Just leave a review telling me who you want to get killed off, and whoever has the most votes I'll kill. Fun, huh?
Is This the Beginning of the End?
It was going to be a busy day today - or so it seemed seeing as the chief called every surgeon down to the pit for an "overflow" of patients who needed to be tended to. Most were excited, some were scared. They had a bad feeling in the pits of their stomachs. Waiting outside of the emergency room, it went from dead silence to chaos in a matter of seconds. Ambulance after ambulance pulled up in front of the E.R. full of patients with… bites? Not jut any bites, it looked as though another human being had took chunks of these peoples' skin with their teeth.
"Cannibalism?" Asked April, a look of terror on her face as the rest of the surgeons around her hurried patient after patient into the pit. The auburn haired girl counted about twenty-five victims as they were rushed passed her before she finally stepped into action, taking the last gurney into the hospital and out of the chilly January air. "Arghh," the young woman on the gurney tried to speak, blood splatters staining her face. April's eyes widened in horror as she spotted the huge, deep amount of flesh that was ripped from her neck. "The-" the woman tried once more, and April knew she should tell the woman not to speak, that she was going to make sure she'd be okay, but the curiosity got to her.
"What happened to you?" The auburn surgeon asked timid and quietly.
"They're.. coming.."
A breath escaped the woman, and she stopped moving as the last of her blood continued to pour out of her mouth and neck.
"I wonder what the hell happened," Jackson said to Alex after tended to their patients and waiting for an attending to choose one of them for the obvious surgery that some of these victims would need.
"I don't know, dude. All I know is, it's a fuckin' blood bath in here."
The shaken auburn surgeon approached her friend and looked around the pit, "I think something bad is about to happen," she said, more to herself than the two of them. She couldn't put her finger on it, maybe it was what that woman said that had her freaking out.
"What?" Jackson asked, looking down at his friend with the worried look plastered onto her face.
"One of them died," she continued to speak under her breath, hands shaking. Realizing this, she stuffed her hands into her pocket, but not before the two men caught a glimpse.
"Hey," Jackson lowered his voice to a more comforting tone, "are you alright?"
"She said they're coming," she let her voice become a bit louder, finally looking up into hazel eyes above her, "what does that mean?"
Before Jackson even had time to process what April had said, a shrill scream filled the air, turning everyone's head. Once the scream ended, there was nothing but silence when eyes landed on what triggered the scream in the first place - like the calm before the storm. A man's face appeared in the window of the double doors leading into the pit. It didn't look like any man anyone had ever seen before. His face was discolored, his lips - well, he didn't have any - just teeth it seemed. His eyes were sunken so far back into his eye sockets, they were hard to see. His hair, or the few strands he had, laid over his forehead, wiry. Then, another appeared in the window beside that one. This one had more skin, it looked to be a woman. She had more hair, and it was longer. Her sunken skin was as white as a sheet, and everyone in the pit was too shocked to move an inch as they silently tried to figure out what was going on. They all wondered if their eyes were deceiving them. It wasn't until the things outside those double doors pounded against them did anyone move. A few shrieks were uttered. Finally, the doors swung open - and there was a lot more than just two of them. An estimated guess would have been about fifteen piling through the doors.
"What… the fuck?" Jackson said under his breath, still frozen in place as he watched what looked like a scene from a Resident Evil video game play out before his very eyes. Before he knew it, his arm was being yanked backwards, almost causing him to topple over.
"Come the fuck on!" Alex's voice could be heard over all of the screams that now filled the pit as he pulled both Jackson and April towards the double doors that lead to the hallway.
"But- but what about the patients? Who's gonna save them?" April questioned, not really wanting to stay in the emergency room with all of those things running wild - but she wanted to be a good doctor.
"Are you serious? Who's gonna save us if we stay?" Alex retorted, dragging both of the surgeons through the double doors. He finally let them go, and neither April or Jackson were stupid enough to go back inside. As the three of them ran down the hallway, Jackson glanced back over his shoulder, then suddenly wishing he hadn't. A zombie (for lack of a better word in his mind) was feasting upon one of the injured patients. Guess his question about what happened had been answered.
An unknowing Arizona was grabbing herself a coffee at the coffee cart in the lobby to start of, what she thinks to be, another wonderful morning. She smiled politely at the woman behind the cart as exchanged a dollar bill and some change for the nice, warm coffee. "Thank you," she said with a nod, taking a sip of the hot liquid as she walked away from the cart. She didn't get but a few feet before her pager went off. 911 read on the face of the screen. Nothing like an emergency to start your day, she thought before rushing down towards the pit.
Callie stopped her wife halfway down the hall by grabbing her arm to stop the blonde from running, "Arizona, don't go in there," she said, a stern tone as her features were painted with anxiety.
"But I got paged 911, what the hell is up with you?" Arizona frowned, trying to yank her arm out of the Latina's vice grip, "ow, Callie, you're hurting me."
The more the blonde fought to get away from Callie, the tighter Callie held her, "Arizona, listen to me!" But before she could say anything more than that, the double doors to the pit swung open, and three of the man-eating creatures headed straight for them. Blood was dripping down their faces. They were still hungry.
"Oh my God," Arizona's blue eyes grew wide with fear and Callie pulled her down the hallway. The blonde forced her stunned legs to move with her lover.
"That's what I was trying to tell you." the brunette spoke, dragging Arizona around the corner and into a supply closet to hide from the 'zombies' that were behind them.
"What-" Arizona started to ask before Callie clamped a hand over her mouth, holding her lover's body close to hers. The blonde was trembling, Callie could feel her. She knew she was scared, Callie was too. But she needed her to be quiet right now. Nothing but the sound of their faint breathing filled the supply closet before finally the walking dead passed down the hallway. Callie let go of Arizona's mouth when the footsteps faded away until they could no longer be heard.
"Calliope," Arizona whimpered, looking into the wide, brown eyes of her wife, "what is going on?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," Callie replied in almost a whisper. "We have to get home."
"What were they?" Arizona asked as Callie let her go to approach the door, pressing her ear to the wood.
"I don't know, Arizona," Callie told her, wanting the blonde to be quiet.
"But they-"
"Arizona!" Callie whispered loudly, "Shut up, please, baby."
The blonde her bottom lip to keep it from trembling as a tear trickled free from her eye and rolled down her light pink cheek. Callie listened carefully through the door before grasping the doorknob. She knew she had to open the door to check and see if the coast was clear, but she also knew that if those things knew they were in there, they would eventually get in and kill the both of them. Taking in a deep breath and holding it in her lungs, she turned the knob slowly before pulling it open to a crack small enough that she could at least see out of it. The sounds coming from behind that door suddenly grew louder. Callie's eyes widened when she witnessed a nurse becoming the zombies' meal and her jaw dropped. She had to cover her mouth to keep from making a sound.
"What is it?" Arizona whispered, but Callie shook her head, using her free hand to signal for Arizona to stop talking. The brunette surgeon shut the door back, then looked at her wife with a disgusted look on her face, "We're gonna have to make a run for, while they're distracted. You think we can make it to your car?"
"What's happening out there?" The blonde asked, oblivious to Callie's question.
"Arizona, focus! Do you think we can make it to your car?"
"Y-yeah, I.. I parked close to the building."
"We just gotta pray to God there's not anymore of those things in the parking lot. Arizona, we're gonna have to run. And run fast. Don't let go of my hand."
Arizona's heart was pounding. She didn't want to do this, but she knew that this was really happening and that she had no other choice. So she simply swallowed back her emotion and nodded her head to everything Callie told her, then reached forward and took a tight hold of her wife's hand.
"Ready?" Callie asked as her other hand gripped the doorknob once more.
Even though it was a lie, Arizona nodded again, "Mhm."
Without hesitation, Callie swung the door to the supply closet open and ran out of it with Arizona's hand in hers and they ran as quickly as they could to the front door of the hospital. Arizona looked back at the zombies as they finished eating one of the nurses and they're eyes landed on the two surgeons as they made it out into the parking lot. Callie glanced around, spotting Arizona's silver SUV, but never once stopped running. She looked at her lover beside her and noticed that the blonde was watching the zombies follow after them They weren't as quick as the women as they ran with limps, but still Callie scolded her wife one more time, "Don't look back!"
Arizona couldn't help herself. "Keys," Callie told her, letting go of her hand as they approached the SUV. Arizona's shaky hands fumbled for her keys in her lab coat pocket and then tossed them over the vehicle where Callie was. She didn't catch them. They went underneath the car beside theirs. Arizona's heart dropped into her stomach when she heard them hit the ground, then looked back behind her. The zombies were getting closer. "Calliope… hurry!"
Callie was on he hands and knee, reaching for the keys underneath the other car that was really low to the asphalt. "Damn it," she muttered beneath her breath, fighting the urge to look back and see how close the man-eaters were.
"Callie!" Arizona screamed, jerking at the door handle as they zombies were only two cars away. Finally, even after all the pressure that was put on her, Callie reached the keys and pressed the button to unlock the car doors. She scared and now pissed, wondering why Arizona didn't just unlock the doors and hand her the keys once inside the SUV. This was no time to be upset though, definitely not the time at all. Both woman quickly got into the safety of the SUV and locked the doors once inside. Just as the doors shut, the zombies were the passenger car door banging on the window. Arizona turned her head away from them and Callie started up the car, quickly backing out of the parking spot and speeding away, leaving the zombies in her dust.
"They were… eating her," Arizona muttered, trying to make sense of everything in her head, but it wasn't becoming any clearer.
"Yeah…"
"They were… zombies, weren't they?" Arizona asked, looking up from her hands in her lap to the wife who was focused on the surroundings as well as the road. Callie didn't know what to call them, she just knew they looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Things in the horror movies weren't supposed to happen in real life. Why was this happening? As she pondered that in her mind, something caught both Callie and Arizona's eyes. The whole city. Cars were speeding down the roads, people were running in the streets. It looked as though the end of the world were beginning. Was this, in fact, the beginning of the end? Following behind a group of civilians was an even larger group of zombies.
"Oh my God," Callie muttered under her breath, ignoring the red light they were now stopped at and instead speeding through it. She wanted to be as far away from those things as she possibly could be.
Once they arrived at their apartment complex, the only thing either of them could think about was if their baby was okay. Parking the car as close to the entrance of the complex as possible, both Callie and Arizona rushed inside the building. All seemed well, nothing looked out of the ordinary. Maybe the zombies hadn't reached here yet. The two of them took the elevator to their floor and Callie's shaky hands unlocked the front door of their apartment to find Mark sleeping on the couch with Sofia taking a lap in her play pen beside him. "Mark!" The two of them exclaimed at the same time, slamming the door behind them and locking it. Callie looked around the apartment to make sure everything was safe. The noise the two were making not only woke up the sleepy Mark, but a very cranky Sofia.
"What the hell, guys?" Mark yawned, sitting up straight on the couch as he rubbed a hand through his graying hair, "Do you know how long it took me to get her to sleep?"
Ignoring his question, Arizona stepped forward and removed Sofia from the play pen and held her in her arms, rocking her back and forth trying to calm her down, "Is everything okay?" The blonde asked Mark curiously, her brows furrowed, confusing him even more.
"Yeah, everything's fine, why?"
Arizona looked back at Callie with a look on her face as if to tell her to tell Mark, because she didn't know how to word it. Callie stepped forward beside her wife and looked down at Mark, a serious look on her face, She was sure that it was the most serious look she had ever given anyone, "Mark… we're in the middle of a zombie apocalypse."
Arizona then looked from Callie to Mark whose smirk was growing on his face. Of course he didn't believe them.
"You're shittin' me. For real, what's wrong?" He asked, and when their expressions never changed, his smirk slowly faded.
Meanwhile, April, Jackson and Alex were hiding in an exam room on the third floor. In the corner, Jackson was holding a trembling April as her eyes were red with tears of horror. Alex stayed by the door, listening to what was going on on the other side. Nothing. Maybe they hadn't reached this floor, or didn't even think to come up to this floor. Did they even think at all? Alex didn't know. From all of the zombie movies he had seen before, they couldn't think. All they knew was food, and they were the food.
"You're gonna be okay," Jackson said, trying to calm his best friend down as he stroked her hair. She had her face buried into his chest, trying not to make a sound.
Alex turned his back toward the door and leaned up against it, resting his head back against the wood and closing his eyes. A long sigh was released from within him, "Dude… this is some fucked up shit."
Then, a loud knocking sounded on the door, causing a loud shriek to come from April's mouth. Jackson impulsively threw his hand over her mouth and Alex jumped forward away from the door, trying not to make any sounds - even though he knew for sure whatever was on the other side of this door heard April scream. "April?" The sound of Derek's voice called from the other side, and he knocked once again.
"Derek," April exclaimed with a relieved breath as she pushed away from Jackson's arms. The three surgeons made their way to the door and unlocked it, revealing Derek, Meredith, Owen and Lexie on the other side. Jackson took one awkward glance at Lexie, and they locked eyes for only half a second before Derek started to speak, "Come on, we're gonna hide out at our place."
Owen looked like he was torn between stayed and going. Everyone was leaving the hospital while there were still patients on every floor of this building. He needed surgeons, because he couldn't do it all on his own. But, whatever was taking over this hospital, he knew he couldn't fight it. There were too many of them. It was too dangerous. Maybe this was the end of the world as he knew it.
Jackson held April's hand as they followed the small group down to the main floor of the hospital where all of the chaos lived. "Where's Cristina and Teddy?" Owen asked as they stopped in the middle of the staircase, gazing down at the madness. Zombies left and right, attacking every person in sight.
"I think I know," Meredith said, suddenly running down the staircase the rest of the way.
"Meredith!" Derek shouted, about to follow after her.
"No, you guys go. Go to car, and I'll be back with Cristina, Teddy and I'll get Zola." Meredith said, and without hesitating, she charged were way down the hall, catching a couple of zombies' eyes.
"Damn it!" Derek shouted under his breath.
Owen put his hand on Derek's shoulder, "She knows where they are," he said with a nod of his head - because he also knew where they would be. If he knew his wife, he knew exactly where they would be. The small group continued down the stairs, staying tightly together. "On three, we run to the parking and never look back," Owen paused, "one, two… three!"
Each of them then darted from the bottom of the stairs to the entrance of the hospital, a group of zombies chasing behind them. When they made it to the parking lot, Owen shouted once more, "Some people can fit in my truck, then the rest… April, you can fit more in your SUV."
"Yes, sir," April responded, and the group split up into two. April led the way to her car, and Owen to his truck. The ginger pulled out his car keys from his lab coat pocket and unlocked the doors. Derek got in on the passenger side, shutting the door and locking them, then Owen got in on the driver's side doing the same. April unlocked the doors of her SUV and she handed the keys to Jackson. She didn't think she would be able to drive under these circumstances. He got in on the driver's side and April got in on the passenger. Lexie and Alex piled into the back seat. Once the doors were all locked, they looked out the windows, noticing that the group of zombies had split up as well. Half was at April's SUV pounding on the windows, and half was at Owen's.
"Do you think they can break the glass?" April asked nervously.
"Let's hope not," Jackson said.
"Come on, Meredith," Lexie muttered under her shaky breath.
Running as fast as she could, Meredith finally lost the two zombies that were chasing after her by hiding behind a corner. She watched them run down the hall and snuck around in the opposite direction. Opening the door to the basement, she crept down the dark stairway into the ventilation room. There she found Teddy and Cristina standing on top of the vents. She knew she could find them here.
"Oh, Meredith! Thank God! We thought you were one of those… bloody, flesh eating freaks," Cristina said, rushing over to her best friend as she came down the stairs.
"You guys, come on. We're going to my house to hide. Everyone's out in the parking lot waiting. But first, I need you to come with me to get Zola."
"I- I don't want to leave," Teddy muttered, sitting down on one of the pipes and running her fingers through her hair. " This is insane! This is.. I don't even…" Teddy sniffled back a few tears and Cristina walked over to her side.
"Teddy, I know this is crazy, but you wanna be somewhere safe don't you?"
Teddy didn't answer her, she just rested her forehead in her hands and started at the floor.
Cristina took in a deep, frustrated breath, "Come on. Get your ass up, we're getting outta here," she said, taking Teddy by the hand and pulling her up to her feet. She drug her out of the ventilation room whether she wanted to go or not, "Your blood is not gonna be on my hands. Not like Henry's."
With that, Teddy felt a sharp pain deep within her at the sound of her late husband's voice. But to be honest, right know, she was kind of glad he was gone. She didn't want him to live through this nightmare. She followed the other two women to the door, and they all looked both left and right, making sure the coast was clear, "God," Cristina whispered, "You'd think after all of the people they've already turned into their lunch, they'd be full by now."
Meredith was afraid. Not just for her life, but for the life of her daughter. Surely Zola was okay. It was dead on the third floor, and Zola was on the fourth. Surely she was okay, that's what she kept telling herself. Teddy and Cristina followed close behind Meredith as she crept her way to the elevators. No zombies in sight so far. She pressed the up arrow and waited for the elevator to stop on their floor. The doors opened wide, and they were horrified at what they saw when the doors parted.
"Oh, God," Teddy winced and looked away from the half-eaten woman who lay lifeless on the elevator floor. Meredith stepped onto the elevator and the other two women followed close behind, standing on the far side of the body. Teddy gagged a bit, but held back vomit. On the fourth floor, Meredith held her breath as she anticipated what would be behind those doors. There was nothing. All seemed well. Yet, it was also dead. All of the nurses, all of the doctors. Gone. "Damn," Cristina whispered. It was way too quiet to be safe though.
After a moment of just standing there, Meredith sprung into action and walked quickly down the hall to the nursery. Cristina and Teddy followed as quickly, yet cautiously behind the worried mother. Meredith opened the door to the nursery, and the sound of babies crying filled her ears. There weren't many there, maybe two. All alone. But then she saw the most disturbing thing she'd ever seen - something a mother should never witness happening to their child.
"Zola!" The most horrific scream escaped Meredith, causing the decaying zombie to look up from the baby he was feasting upon," Oh my God! Zola!" Meredith cried even louder, lunging forward toward the zombie but Cristina stopped her. She wrapped her tiny arms around Meredith's waist and yanked her backwards with all of her power, "Meredith, she's gone. I'm so sorry, but she's gone, Meredith," Her best friend felt tears well up in her own eyes at Meredith's cries, and continued to pull her backwards. Finally, Teddy helped and they both managed to drag the hysterical surgeon down the hallway and back into the elevator as the still hungry zombie came towards them.
Finally, the doors closed before the zombie could reach them and Cristina let go of Meredith. She pounded her fists against the doors of the elevator, her crying still consistent. She dropped to her knees and buried her face against the cold metal. Cristina and Teddy just looked at her, the most sincere look of sympathy on their faces as they felt Meredith's pain fill the four walls of that elevator.
The car windows withstood the beating it was getting from the hungry zombies' fists and finally the three female surgeons emerged from the entrance of the hospital. Relieved, both Jackson and Owen pulled out of their parking spots, running over zombies in the process, they drove their vehicles to the entrance and stopped. Derek unlocked the back seat door of the truck and Cristina opened it up. The three women piled into the back, Meredith in the middle who looked as broken as ever - her cheeks red and stained with tears and light mascara. Derek looked back at them, noticing the look on their faces. He didn't like it, he didn't like it at all, "Meredith," he paused, feeling his heart already breaking. He knew. He didn't want to believe it, but he already knew, "Mere-" his voice cracked.
Meredith felt her lip begin to tremble, and all she could do was shake her head before closing her eyes tightly and bury her face into her hands. Cristina placed a comforting hand on her best friend's shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze as she sobbed quietly.
"Oh… oh my God," Derek looked forward again as she muttered those four words under his breath. His own emotions took over and he sobbed too, only for a moment before punching his hand into the dash board, busting one of his knuckles open. He didn't even give a shit.
With that, it was a silent trip back to Meredith and Derek's house.
"I don't fuckin' believe this!" Mark shouted, his voice booming off the walls of the apartment as he paced Callie and Arizona's living room. Arizona was sitting on the couch bouncing Sofia on her knee, trying to keep her from crying again. Callie had just explained everything that had happened at the hospital to him. He didn't want to believe it, but they seemed pretty dead fucking serious to be joking.
That was when Callie's cell phone rang, and she pulled it from the pocket of her lab coat which she had tossed on the back of a chair. "It's Cristina," she said anxiously, pressing the 'talk' button on her phone and putting it to her ear, "Hey, are you okay?… Where are you?…. All of you?…. Yeah, we're fine…. O-okay… we'll be there."
"What! We can't go back out there!" Arizona exclaimed as Callie hung up the phone.
"Listen, everyone is at Meredith and Derek's - it'll be safer there. A larger group. It's not that far, I think we can make it," Callie said, looking between Arizona and Mark.
That was when another phone rang. Callie checked hers even though she didn't recognize the tone, but before she realized it wasn't her phone, she heard Mark's voice, "Julia! Are you okay?…. Don't worry, everything is gonna be fine…. We're about to go somewhere safe, okay?…. We'll come get you…. I-" Mark paused, then looked at Callie as if he was shocked with what he was about to say, "I love you too."
After hanging up the phone, everyone was silent in the room except for Sofia who was cooing away as she liked being bounced on her mommy's knee, "So… I guess we're leaving," Arizona said, really not wanting to move from the spot she was at, but she also knew that Callie and Mark wanted to leave. It would be two against one.
"Yeah," Callie paused with a nod of her head, "Let's get a few things first. I don't know how long we'll be there."
Callie, Arizona, and Mark left the complex with Sofia's baby bag filled with things, as well as a large backpack filled with clean clothes. The coast was clear as they all got into Arizona's SUV. Mark sat in the back with Sofia after strapping her into her car seat. Mark gave Callie directions to Julia's apartment and luckily it was even closer to Meredith's house. Closer than the two women had expected.
"You guys stay here, I'll be right back."
"Be careful, Mark," Callie told him before he left the car. Still, they had yet to see a single zombie, even on the way there. It gave them all a sense of security. Callie turned on the radio to eliminate the painful silence all around them. Some LMFAO started playing, and while the two would usually have fun dancing to their music, right now definitely wasn't the time or place. It didn't take long for Mark to come back with Julia, and he opened the back door for her to climb in. She didn't make it, though, before a legless zombie crawled out from underneath the car beside them and took hold of Julia's leg. She screamed, causing everyone to look at why she did, and made the baby cry as well. "Get it off me, get if off!" She screamed even louder when it bit her in the back of the leg and Mark kicked it as hard as he could in the side of the head - stunning the creature. He ushered her into the back seat of the car before running around to the other side and getting in a well.
"Ow," Julia muttered, looking down at the bite mark as blood trickled down her ankle and soaking into her sock.
"That doesn't look good," Mark paused, "We'll get ya fixed up when we get to Meredith's. Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Julia nodded, wincing at the pain shooting through her leg, "I will be."
As fast as Callie could, she drove to Meredith's house.
