Halfway through the day, Mark noticed one of the nurses looking scared. He walked up to her, and asked her what was wrong. She explained that a patients husband had made her feel nervous. Mark shrugged it off.
Lots of spouses get heated. He thought.
He began to walk down the hallway and into the main corridor when he heard someone calling his name.
"Hey, Mark!" Meredith called.
"Hey, Mere!" He replied, "How's it going?"
She was just about to reply when gunshots rang out. Mark grabbed Meredith's shoulders and dove behind a desk.
"Oh my god!" Meredith whispered.
Mark grabbed her hand and looked her right in the eyes.
"We have to make a break for the elevator." He said sternly.
She nodded. Mark counted to three and the pair sprinted into the elevator.
Mark began to panic.
"Where should we go?" Meredith asked.
"The NICU." He said, "I have to find Addie."
Meredith nodded. The silence in the elevator was deafening until she received a text from Derek.
"Derek is safe in OR 3 with Callie." She said with a sigh of relief. "They barricaded the door."
Mark nodded but he was visibly shaken.
"I'm sure Addison is ok too, Mark."
"God, I hope." He said.
Little did he know...
Around the same time
Addison had just finished up a routine check on the babies in the NICU. When she walked out into the hall, she saw people running.
She asked one of the interns what was going on.
"There's an active shooter, Dr. Montgomery!" The intern whispered as she scurried to safety.
Addison turned to hurry the other way, when she was met with an older man holding a gun.
Her breath hitched in her throat, and her hand flew protectively to her abdomen.
"Who are you?" He demanded, angrily.
"My name is Addison Montgomery."
Don't tell him you're a doctor. She thought. This is probably another distressed spouse case. They always go after the doctors.
"You're a doctor I see."
Shit. He saw my badge.
"I-I...yes I am." She replied shakily.
"Did you work on my wife?"
"W-was she here for something that needed an OB/GYN or a Neo-Natal specialist?"
"No." He growled back.
"Then no, sir, I'm very sorry but I didn't." She said, slightly relieved.
"Can you help me, though?" He said, his voice softening a bit, but not so much that Addison felt safe.
"A man named Dr. Mark Sloan took my wife off of life support!" He shouted. "He said there was nothing else to be done. THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHING TO BE DONE!" He screamed.
Addison was shaking now. Her heart was pounding, and she could hear the blood pumping through her veins.
"Who is he?" He shouted. "Where's his office?"
Tears burned the back of her eyes. She couldn't let Mark get hurt.
"I-I don't know w-who he is." She said, stumbling over her words.
"You're lying!" His voice was even louder now.
"Please sir-" Addison began. Tears were streaming down her face as she tried to steady her voice.
"I don't have time to deal with liars!" He screamed.
He fired a shot.