The Story of Lexie Grey Chapter 2, a grey's anatomy fanfic

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The Story of Lexie Grey

Chapter 2

She was vaguely aware of men shouting. Or were they just speaking with an indoor voice? Lexie couldn't tell. And what were they saying? Everything was just foggy. Where was she? The last thing she could remember was driving her car. But why was driving? Where was she driving? She couldn't get it straight. Everything just felt funny. But wait…am I on pain meds? I can't feel a thing. I can't open my eyes and I can't flex my arm. What is happening?

Lexie was unconscious in the back of an ambulance, sliding through the Seattle traffic at rush hour. The ambulance was going straight for the Emergency bay at Seattle Grace hospital. The doctors were already lined up in their yellow trauma gowns waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

"Hunt, you're in charge!" Richard Webber was the Chief of Surgery and currently he was trying to show his wife that he could delegate to get home earlier. It doesn't mean he can't watch over the incoming traumas, does it?

"Okay people, we've got a car accident two minutes out!" Head of Trauma, Owen Hunt informed the other waiting surgeons.

"I hope there's a heart condition…it's been ages since I operated on hearts." Christina Yang could either be loved or hated for her dry comments.

"I just hope I get to scrub in. I haven't been inside an OR for like a day. A DAY, Christina!" Meredith Grey always liked to bicker with the other twisted sister.

Hunt just gave them disapproving glances. Meredith told Christina that she thought that the trauma surgeon secretly had the hots for Christina.

"Okay people, concentrate, here we go!"

Hunt didn't have to encourage the others as the ambulance stopped in front of the Emergency bay.

"55 year old male, Caucasian, no serious injuries, just a broken leg." The paramedic told the surgeons.

"Name?" Alex Karev wanted to know whom he was dealing with.

"Thatcher Grey."

"Dad!" Meredith couldn't believe it. Her beloved das was in a car accident!

As soon as the Chief heard that he threw a sideward glance at Meredith. "Grey, you're off the case. Wait with me for the next ambulance, alright? Your father will be fine, I promise!"

"…broken femur, let's page Torres…" The voice of Owen Hunt could still be heard after he went inside the ER.

The next ambulance arrived just as the surgeons on Hunt's service went inside.

"24 year old female, Caucasian, seems to have a injury to the head and several broken bones. Was unconscious for the entire ride."

"Now Meredith that doesn't sound so bad, does it? Name?"

"No ID yet, the main concern was to get her outta there as fast as possible."

Just as the gurney touched the ground, Meredith felt pain by only looking at the young female. She was covered in serious burns.

"Okay people let's get her inside. Page Sloan, Torres and Shepherd. Now!" The chief shouted as he made his way to the trauma room.

Meredith still couldn't believe that her father was in trauma room 1. How did this happen?

"Meredith, get yourself together if you wanna stay on this case!"

"Sorry, Chief!"

As the wheeled the gurney into trauma room 1, the paged surgeons were already there.

"On my count! 1, 2, 3!" The chief counted to roll the patient over.

The attending surgeons immediately began checking the patient.

"Okay, we've got a bleeding here! Grey, book an OR!" On the job, head of neuro Derek Shepherd made no difference between the residents. Outside the hospital these two were the cutest couple has seen in a long time. Meredith booked the OR, in the meantime the other surgeons continued to check on the patient.

As she was wheeled to the OR, Lexie was still unconscious but could hear some voices.

"Yeah…she won't be happy once she wakes up." The voice sounded very masculine. Lexie had always been attracted to guys with a low voice.

The surgeons picked the residents and the interns for the surgery went to scrub in while Lexie inhaled the gas so that the surgery could begin.

It would be a couple of hours before she would wake up. Maybe she could hear the voice again, perhaps even meet the guy whose voice alone gave her chills.