Chapter Two- The Not So Perfect Morning.
This story is also known as 'Satan and all her friends'. So if I call it that by accident, it's still the same story. It's sort of like the season six finale name, which was in two parts. (Sanctuary/Death and all his friends)
I'm so sorry this was so slow, but I was focusing on How To Beat Death and Back Where We Belong, both stories have new chapters coming soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, because I liked writing it! REVIEW!
"Excuse me, are you a doctor here?"
Miranda Bailey turned around.
"Yes, I am, can I help you?" She asked the man standing in front of her, he looked tense, worried.
"I'm looking for Doctor Addison Montgomery."
"Uh-" A frown appeared on Bailey's face, he didn't have a wife anywhere in sight and he certainly wasn't pregnant. "She went to check on a patient, is there something I can help you with?"
"I need to know where Doctor Montgomery is." the man's voice sounded forced, maybe even angry.
"Sir, She's busy right now, I'm gunna have to ask you to wait." She tried to guide the man to a chair by the wall.
"I need to see Doctor Montgomery!" He raised his voice.
"You're going to have to wait!" Bailey told him firmly. "This is a hospital! So unless you're here with your wife, who is in labour or in serious pain then you need to wait! Doctor Montgomery is extremely busy at the moment, I'm sorry but you- Oh my God!" Bailey's eyes went wide, she took a slow step back as the man pulled a gun out of his jacket pocket.
"You need to tell me where she is." He growled, pointed the gun at her forehead. "Now."
Everyone in the lobby had gone completely silent. Nobody moved. People's eyes were filled with terror as they fixated on the gunman.
"S-sir." Bailey gulped, putting her hands up. "I'm s-sure-"
"I'm also looking for Doctor Meredith Grey."
"W-what?"
"They killed my wife and child." He explained, the gun still pointed at Bailey. "If you could just tell me where they are. I'll leave."
The whole of the lobby was quiet, Bailey just stammered, not saying any words in particular.
"I'm Meredith Grey." A confidant voice came from the crowd.
Bailey closed her eyes. "Oh God no… Meredith." She whispered.
"Don't hurt Doctor Bailey. She hasn't done anything to you, I'm the one who assisted on your wife's surgery. I'm the one who messed up."
The gun was now on Meredith. "She could've been saved."
"Meredith." Derek's voice echoed from behind her. Bailey only just noticed he'd been standing there.
"It's my fault." Meredith continued. "It's my fault. Not Doctor Montgomery's, kill me, not her."
He pulled the trigger. Everyone seemed to take a breath at the same time.
"NO. Meredith!" Derek shouted, coming to the front of the silent crowd.
"Back away." The gunman warned.
It all happened so fast.
He let go of the trigger. Meredith closed her eyes, expecting pain.
All she heard was the loud bang of the shot, followed by a loud cry and several screams. Her eyes flew open and she looked down in front of her. "No!" She screeched, kneeling down the floor, where Derek lay, blood seeping from his shirt.
Meredith looked up, seeing the back of the gunman as he retreated through the doors.
Bailey rushed to Derek's side immediately. "Grey… Grey. Page The Chief and tell him to get down here now." Meredith looked down at Derek, sobbing. "Meredith, we can save him, just get The Chief." Meredith nodded shakily before grabbing her pager.
"Nancy." Bailey addressed the closest Nurse. "Call the cops and page lockdown to everyone. Nobody switches floors, okay?" The Nurse nodded and did as Bailey said.
"H-he's coming, The Chief's coming." Meredith said, talking to Bailey. She then looked down at Derek. "You're an idiot." she cried between sobs. "Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. You do not get to die on me, Derek. Do you hear me? You do not get to die."
His eyes fluttered open and he nodded slowly, making small noises of pain every so often.
"Someone help us move him into a room." Bailey ordered, a few of the male Nurses helped, picking him up as slowly as possible and moving him into a empty private room.
"Go and get supplies, get bandages, and gauze… Shepherd, stay with us. The Chief will be here any minute. You're not going to die."
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He heard the door swing open, and as soon as she entered, his best friend began ranting.
"Mark, listen, I was hoping that Arizona could bring Sofia in earlier, like, maybe this morning? Because I know I need to stop being so worried, it's just- what's the matter with you?" Callie frowned, looking down at Mark, who sat in a conference chair, head in hands, looking slightly sweaty.
"I feel like crap." He coughed.
"You don't look good." She cringed, feeling his forehead. "I think you need a hospital bed."
He nodded in agreement. Callie picked up his lab coat that was hung on his chair.
As they were walking down the halls Callie stopped in realisation. "What if you've given what ever you have to Sofia? I have to call Arizona!" She picked her phone out of her pocket and pressed speed dial as the pair kept walking.
"She's not picking up." Callie said, worrying. "In here." She opened the door to a private room and guided him to the bed. "I have a surgery, Mark. But I'll page someone to check up on you, okay?"
He nodded. "Sure."
She turned around before reaching the door, "Seeing as you have some… time, could you just call Arizona and tell her I'm freaking out a bit?" She nodded before walking out the door.
Callie was so engrossed in her own thoughts, that she bumped right into someone. "Sorry-Oh, Little Grey! Just the person I was looking for; could you check up on Mark for me? He's in 407, I have surgery and he's sick."
"Well I-"
"Great thanks!" Callie smiled, patting her shoulder and leaving before the resident could say anything in protest.
"Great…" Lexie sighed, opening the door to Mark's room.
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"Addison." Alex made his presence in the scrub room known, he sat down on the floor, next to where his boss was currently sitting. "I don't know what to say."
"It's fine, Karev, really. I'm fine." She muttered, pulling her scrub cap off, revealing her perfect red hair.
"You're an amazing surgeon." He said softly. "But you're a crap liar."
She scoffed and smirked a little, resting her head against the wall. "It shouldn't effect me. It's just, it's the first patient I've lost since I came back."
"You're human. It's okay to be angry, or upset." He lay his left hand lightly on top of her right one, which was on the floor. She looked down briefly and then brought her eyes to meet his.
"Thank you," She smiled softly. The seemed to be drawing closer, not thinking at all. Their lips not even two centimetres away.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
They both pulled away fast at the sound of their pagers, Addison shook her head quickly and Alex coughed before they both looked down at what had interrupted them.
Addison froze.
Alex frowned. "Lockdown? What the hell is lockdown?"
Addison put her pager back on her scrubs and ran a hand through her hair. "Uh, it means we can't leave the room. It's fine it's probably just a drill. We just need to stay here, that's all."
"Oh okay." Alex nodded. "Did they do drills a lot, back in New York?"
Addison's lips broke in to a fake smile. "Um, yeah, of course. Just to keep us prepared and all that." She tapped her fingers gently on the sink basin.
Alex looked curious for a moment, but he composed his face quickly. "So we just wait here?"
"We wait here."
/
"Morning Doctor Altman." Henry smiled as his fake wife walked into the room, but his happiness faded when she didn't smile in return. "What's wrong?"
"Uh- we're on lockdown. The cops were just on the phone with one of the Nurse's and we're supposed to evacuate as many patients as we can."
"Lockdown? Why?"
"...There's a shooter in the hospital."
"What? Is anyone shot, are you ok?"
She picked up his chart. "I'm fine. But we have to get you out." She started making quick demands for the Nurses on Henry's chart.
"No."
She stopped scribbling notes and looked up. "No?"
"Teddy, if you think I'm leaving my wife here then you're crazy."
"I'm not you're real wife." She reminded him.
"You always seem to forget that you're basically the only person in my life who hasn't quit on me. I can't let some out of control gunman kill you, because then, I'd literally have no-one. I'm not going anywhere, ok?"
"Henry, I can't let you stay here, just for me. I'll meet you outside when the other patients are out."
"I'm not going."
"Stop being stubborn!"
"I'm not leaving you, Teddy." He said firmly.
Teddy glared at him for a moment before closing his chart and putting it back on his bed. "If you die, I swear to God."
"I won't die."
The End : )
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