Much to her dismay, Cristina was covering for me while I was in surgery; she had her interns with her. Just as she finished an exam a woman rushed through the ER doors crying hysterically and holding a baby in her arms.
"My baby!" she cried. "She's not breathing!"
Cristina ran over and grabbed the baby. She opened the baby's mouth and peered in.
"She's clamped down!"
She took another look.
"I need epi over here right now!" she yelled at her interns. "Ma'am you need to move, your baby is in anaphylactic shock!"
Lexie ran over with an epi-pen and handed it to Cristina who jabbed it into the baby's leg. By this time, Lexie was also attaching the baby to a monitor.
Cristina looked at the monitor; she then looked at the woman who was standing in front of her drenched in blood.
"Ma'am, you're bleeding!" Cristina cried. "Is that your blood?"
"It's…it's the…" the woman began to fall to the ground before Lexie and a nurse grabbed her.
"Pressure's dropping!" Lexie told Cristina. "I can barely feel a pulse!"
"Okay, get her on a gurney, I need you to intubate and stabilise her!" Cristina ordered.
Lexie looked at her fearfully.
"Grey!" Cristina yelled. "Move!"
Lexie snatched up an intubation kit and proceeded to intubate the woman.
"Someone page Dr. Montgomery!" Cristina said to Olivia. "Let's get this woman to trauma Grey! I am leaving this up to you!"
Lexie nodded and pushed the gurney into a trauma bay.
Addison ran into the pit and debriefed the situation with Cristina before taking the baby to the NICU.
Meanwhile, I was upstairs waiting for Naomi's parents who were just arriving.
"Dr. Grey?" I looked up to see a woman in dark blue scrubs and a lab coat labelled Mercy West General Hospital. "You're Ellis Grey's daughter?"
"Dr. Johnson?" I asked. "As in, Dr. Helen Johnson?"
She nodded.
"You're Naomi's mother?" I asked.
She nodded again.
"And you are the spitting image of your mother," Helen told me. "I heard about your mother, I am terribly sorry, I had a lot of respect for her work,"
"Yeah," I sighed. "So, we need to talk about Naomi's condition,"
Helen frowned.
"Condition?" she questioned.
"Helen, Naomi is very thin, as you have probably noticed," I explained to her.
Helen shrugged.
"She's always been a small kid," she said.
"Helen, I think she is suffering from Bulimia," I blurted out.
Helen's eyes widened.
"Where is she?" she asked.
I took Helen and her husband into the room where Naomi was still asleep.
When I left the room I ran into Derek.
"Hey!" he said. He peered into the room. "Is that Dr. Johnson from Mercy West?"
I nodded.
"Her daughter is a patient here," I answered.
Derek leaned in and ran his hand down my cheek.
"What do you say about taking a break?" he asked. "The third floor on call room is free,"
I smiled.
"I've got some time," I laughed.
We climbed into an empty elevator and I pressed for level three. Just as the doors closed I felt Derek grab me and pull me close to kiss me.
"Can't you wait a second," I murmured through kisses.
"No chance," he got so caught up in kissing me that when the doors open we were still kissing.
"Ahem,"
I pulled back to see Bailey standing with her hands on her hips.
"Just…uh…going on a lunch break," I pushed my way past her with Derek closely in tow.
In the on call room I closed the door quickly behind me and flicked the lock. As I turned around I felt his lips on mine and his hands travelling around my waist where he lifted my shirt up over my head. I then felt his fingers fiddling at the drawstring on my scrub pants.
"Double knots?" he groaned.
I laughed against his lips and pulled at the drawstring so it untied. Derek moved his hands around my waist and pulled me down onto the bed so I was lying on top of him.
"We're going to have to find a better place for this…" I murmured against his lips.
"Mmm hmm…" Derek said.
My mobile phone started ringing incessantly. I groaned and grabbed it off the table.
"Hello?" I frowned. "Okay, yeah of course, I'll be right there,"
Derek looked at me with confusion.
"Everything okay?" he asked.
"It was the day care," I replied. "Charlie won't stop crying, I need to go and calm her down,"
Derek nodded.
"Tonight, okay?" I smiled as I kissed him and let my lips linger for a moment.
"It's a deal," he answered leaning up to kiss me once more.
At the day care, I ran through the doors to find Charlotte sitting in a corner crying her eyes out. Her teacher raced over.
"She's been crying all morning, but she won't say why," she said to me.
"I'll talk to her," I said softly. I walked over. "Baby…"
Charlotte looked up.
"Mommy!" she jumped up and threw her arms around me.
"What's wrong?" I asked in a worried tone. "Why have you been crying?"
"I wanna go home…" Charlie sobbed. "I don't want to come back!"
I lifted her up and hugged her tightly.
"Well, you'll have to come back to work with me for a while," I said to her whilst running my hands through her hair.