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"So, that's it? She just left?" April asks and I nod my head slowly after I finish telling her the story of the mysterious blonde. We are walking to our monthly attendings' meeting and April just had to ask about the charity event. Long story short, Teddy can't keep her mouth shut.
"Yup. That's it. I tried catching up to her but it was like she just vanished," I say softly before taking a sip of my coffee.
"That's not all. She left Arizona a note in the pocket of the jacket," Teddy says with a small smirk.
"AH!" April squeals, causing multiple people to stare at us. April shrugs her shoulders before glancing over at me.
"What'd it say?" April asks and Teddy smiles widely.
"Yeah, Arizona. What did the note say?" Teddy asks with a smug grin. I roll my eyes before letting out a small breath.
"The note said, 'I want to kiss you so hard that you can't get the taste of me out of your mouth'," I say softly as my face instantly fills with blush. April gasps and grabs ahold of Teddy's arm and I lightly shake my head.
"That gave me goosebumps," April says as she raises her arm to prove her point. Teddy nods her head before taking a sip of her coffee.
"It gave Arizona goosebumps too, just not on her arms. If you know what I'm saying," Teddy says before making a purring sound. April gasps and covers her mouth and I let out a small grunt.
"Alright, look. Yes, it was amazing and sexy. But I don't even know her name! Hell, I probably won't even see her again! I've went to a few bars in hopes of running into her and I've had no luck. It's been over a week. So, I'm pretty sure I'll never see her again. Can we just please go to this meeting and just stop talking about her?" I ask before taking a sip of my coffee. April and Teddy exchange glances before nodding their heads in agreement as we turn the corner.
"Heard anything about the new surgeon that's going to help you run the trauma department?" Teddy asks as we walk toward the lobby.
"Not really. The only thing I know is that it's another fellow Army surgeon. Other than that, she hasn't said much about it," April says as we slowly navigate through the group of our fellow attending surgeons.
"What about you? I heard peds is getting another surgeon," Teddy asks and I nod my head slowly.
"Haven't heard. Bailey sent me a few articles to read over. They were extremely impressive. I signed off on it almost immediately. Hell, since Harper, Dennis and Sampson left, and Karev getting suspended, we can use all the help we can right now," I say before taking a long sip of my coffee. Teddy and April nod their heads.
"Makes me thankful I have Yang," Teddy says and April's eyes widen.
"You hated her two days ago," April says and Teddy shakes her head before taking a sip of her coffee.
"No, not hate. I just like to fuck with her every now and then," Teddy says with a wink, causing us to laugh. Chief Bailey rushes into the lobby and walks up a few stairs before turning to face us.
"You're cruel," I whisper before playfully nudging Teddy with my elbow. Chief Bailey clears her throat, gathering everyone's attention before speaking.
"Good morning, everyone. I want to thank you for taking time meeting me here this morning. It'll be quick because we have a massive trauma coming in and I need all the man power I can get. Umm, real quickly, our inspection went great and the board had nothing but good things to say about our surgical departments. I'll make sure to send a copy of their report to your respected department heads and have them go over it with you at a later time. Speaking of department heads, you'll being seeing a friendly new face around the hospital. Dr. Reese Williams, will be the co-head of the trauma department and will also be working in the peds' department. Make sure to make her feel welcome!" Chief Bailey shouts and I glance around the room to get a look at the new surgeon, but don't see a new face in sight. Huh, where is she? The sound of my pager begins snaps me out of my thoughts before multiple pagers begin to beep in unison. 911-to the pit. Bailey waves her hand in the air to regain everyone's attention.
"Alright, people. We've got one hell of a mess coming in. There was a series of bombings that happened downtown about thirty minutes ago. We've been assigned as the primary hospital to take in the victims. We have no idea of how many people were killed or injured within the bombings, but we have to be ready for anything and everything that walks in through our doors. With that being said, I want the left side of the room to report to the pit. Page your residents and have them grab every available bed that we have to spare. Tell them to bring all the beds to the ER, ASAP. The right side of the room, I want you to help move any patients that can be moved into a temporary room. Also, push back any surgeries that can wait until tomorrow. Actually, push them back as far as you can until we get a feel for how many incoming patients we'll have in total," Chief Bailey says sternly. We nod our heads and she stares at us as if we're idiots.
"Don't make me tell you again. GO! We don't have any time to waste right now!" she yells and we quickly disperse. Teddy, April and myself, along with Yang, Shepard, Grey, Karev and Webber rush toward the ER with Bailey quickly on our heels. As we enter the ER, we already notice the residents and other attendings rushing to prep the ER when Bailey clears her throat. We quickly turn around and she motions for us to come closer.
"Alright, I didn't want to say this in front of the entire staff but we have a problem," she says and Richard tilts his head.
"What do you mean, we have a problem?" he asks and Chief Bailey lets out a sigh before scratching the side of her head.
"The fire and police department need a few surgeons to go down to help them on the ground. The only problem is, there was an accident after the bombings occurred. Making it almost damn near impossible to get anyone down there. We have to send a bus at a time but with all the equipment, I can only fit two surgeons at a time and they need at least four. I don't know how to get the other two down there in time," Chief Bailey says with a shake of her head.
"I can get us down there. Just tell me who's coming with me," a voice says from behind me.
Wait a minute, why does that accent sound familiar? I turn to find who the voice belongs to and my mouth gapes open in shock. Standing in front of me is the mysterious blonde, but this time instead of wearing a black suit and heels, she's wearing navy scrubs. Wait. Is this really happening or is this like a weird coffee mirage or something? I quickly scan the woman's body and my eyes slightly widen as I notice her right arm is covered with a black and gray sleeve tattoo. Huh, surprisingly, it fits her and it makes her even sexier. My eyes travel upward, and I notice a white bandage peaking through the neckline of her scrub top. I slightly knit my brows before our gazes meet. Whoa, yeah. It's definitely her. A light smirk crosses her face before Teddy wraps an arm around the blonde. Wait, WHAT?!
"It's good to see you again, Reese. Be careful out there," Teddy whispers before the blonde walks over to stand next to Chief Bailey. I stare at Teddy in disbelief as I fight the urge to smack her. A nurse quickly hands the chief a phone, allowing me a few seconds to interrogate my best friend.
"You know her?!" I harshly whisper and Teddy smiles as she scrunches her shoulders.
"I didn't realize that was who you were talking about! I didn't even know she was there!" Teddy pleads and I lightly nudge her with the point of my elbow.
"Not good enough," I say sternly.
"That's Riley's sister, Reese. I worked with her in Afghanistan," Teddy whispers and before I can further question her, Bailey clears her throat before handing the phone to the mysterious blonde, I mean, Reese.
"The bombing was near the BlueShield Enterprises building. As the bomb went off, part of the building collapsed on a daycare with several children inside. Robbins, I'm sending you down there," Bailey orders.
"You can't send her down there. I'll go," Karev says.
"Why's that?" Bailey asks with her brows raised.
"Because she," Karev starts to say and I glare at him.
"Finish that sentence, I dare you," I say sternly. Karev glances down at the ground before Bailey snaps.
"Karev, You're lucky that I'm even letting you get near patients after the stunt you pulled. I have half a mind to give Robbins a brick to beat some sense into that damn head of yours. You're staying here. End of story," Bailey says sternly and I don't blame her. Alex has been losing his temper a lot lately, so much so that he punched a patient's father. Who is now, trying to sue the hospital and it's a total disaster. I totally agree with her. He should feel lucky to even be at work, or hell, even have a job.
"Grey, Altman. You two need to go get on the bus that's about to leave. Alright. Let's go people!" she orders before the two women sprint toward the pit's exit.
"April finish helping the pit get ready for triage. Whatever staff is finished, get them gowned and ready for when the buses come in. Now, for the rest of you, keep the residents and interns busy gathering supplies and moving patients. We need to be efficient. Keep me posted. Now go!" Bailey says in a commanding tone, earning nods of approval by everyone. Bailey walks away before going toward the nurse's station to brief the nurses while the rest of us get ready. I quickly walk over to the supply closet to grab two hospital jackets along with a portable med bag. I quickly open it and scan the bag to make sure we'll have a decent amount of supplies to work with while we're there. I fill the bag with extra boxes of gloves along with more gauze pads before walking over to stand next to Reese as she finishes her conversation on the phone. Holy shit, out of all the places to run into the mysterious blonde, I never thought it would be at the hospital.
"Yes, sir. I understand. License plate IAATH12. Sir, I understand that but you need people on the ground and the more you argue with me, the more time it takes us away from those that are injured. No, you don't get to 'ma'am' or 'miss' me. It's Major Williams of the United States Army to you," Reese says confidently as she continues to talk into the phone.
My eyes widen in shock as my brain tries to process all of this information. This is just my luck. It takes a massive downtown bombing and Seattle Grace for the universe to finally bring the mysterious blonde back into my life. Not only that, but now we're being sent down to the site?! As if seeing her again isn't a shock to my system, now I have to listen to Reese sound like a total badass on the phone. She's a major in the Army? The woman has literally captured every one of my thoughts since that night on the balcony. Seeing her here and realizing that she's a surgeon with a badass title in the military, how is a girl supposed to think straight? Who the hell am I kidding, I've never had a straight thought in my life. I wonder if she meant what she wrote on that note? UGH! Why does my mind do this at the most random times? As I continue to process everything, I notice Reese nod her head a few more times before she hands the phone to a nurse before shaking her head. She runs her hands through her hair before letting out a sigh of frustration.
"That man can go sit on a snake," she says in a serious tone, causing me to let out a small giggle. Her serious facial expression instantly softens before smiling at me.
"Sit on a snake, huh? That's one I've never heard before," I say with a little laugh. She slightly blushes before nodding her head.
"I know the fire marshal but his second in command is a real peach, lemme tell ya," she says with a small smirk.
"I grabbed this for you. I figured you'd want it for the trip down there," I say sweetly as I hand her one of the hospital jackets.
"Thank you," she says before slipping her arms into the sleeves. I quickly put on my own jacket and as I try to zip up the jacket, the med bag slides off of my arm, causing me to fumble with my zipper. Normally, I'm not this clumsy with my hands, but I'm still processing the rapid influx of thoughts about the woman in front of me along with the bombing; it's a lot to take in all at once. She takes a step closer to me, painfully close, before grabbing the med bag from my arm. She looks at me sweetly before placing her hands over my own to zip my jacket. My breath slightly hitches, causing a small, dimpled smirk to cross her face before she takes a step away from me.
"What is it with me helping you into jackets?" she asks playfully, slightly catching me off-guard.
"What is it with you pulling a Cinderella? You were the one that left me with nothing but your jacket with a note inside the pocket," I quip, causing her to smile widely at me.
"Touché. You ready?" she asks and I nod my head.
Reese and I weave through the crowded pit, making our way toward the side exit. As we exit the building, Reese is leading us to the staff parking lot. Wait, where are we going? I continue to follow her but I glance back toward the pit in confusion. There's not an ambulance here, so how the hell are we getting there? As I turn my head back around, I come crashing into something. I start to feel a little off balance and as I begin to steady myself, I feel a pair of arms wrap around me protectively. I can feel her muscled arms wrapping around me and it's a huge turn on. I slightly shake my head to rid my inappropriate thoughts because now definitely isn't the time. Reese rubs her hands down my arms before taking a step away from me and that's when my eyes widen.
Reese begins tying the med bag to the back of a matte black, Ducati 848 EVO motorcycle. Holy shit. This is why she gave the license plate over the phone earlier. She finishes tying the bag to the backend of the bike before grabbing two full-face helmets from the handlebars. She sets one of the helmets on the seat before handing a helmet to me. Reese notices my deer in headlights facial expression and tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear, instantly reminding me of our night on the balcony
"You have a motorcycle," I say softly and she nods her head with a small smirk.
"I do. Is that okay?" she asks honestly and I slightly nod my head. She would have a fucking motorcycle.
"Ever been on the back of one?"
"Nope," I say with a light shake of my head.
"You can stay here if you don't feel comfortable," she says honestly as she makes eye contact with me. A large part of me is screaming to stay here, but then I can't control the words flying out of my mouth.
"I'm going. I know you won't let anything happen to me," I say softly and she smiles widely at me.
She slowly slips the helmet over my head before tightening the strap under my chin. She slowly sticks her finger to tug on the strap to make sure it isn't too tight before sliding the eye shield down. She quickly puts on her helmet before straddling the motorcycle and starting the engine. She pats the small padded seat near the back of the bike, and I slightly freeze. Oh god, I don't know how this is going to go with my leg, but I guess I don't have much of a choice right now. I stand on my right leg and raise on my tiptoes before swinging my prosthetic toward the other side of the motorcycle. I'm slightly uncoordinated, and I feel Reese's hands slide under my thighs, helping me get seated. My breath hitches as she slides her hands down around my ankles; shit, my leg. What if she freaks out about my leg? Before I have time to panic, Reese places my feet onto the small foot pegs, before turning around to look at me.
"When I turn, just lean with my body. Hold on tight," she says with a wink before sliding the face shield down over her eyes.
I wrap my arms around her torso and she revs the engine, causing me to tighten my grip around her. My heart rate increases as we make our way out of the parking lot. I continue to hold onto Reese as she continues to increase the speed of her motorcycle leading us toward the bombing site. As bad of a person that it makes me sound right now, this is the last place on earth that I want her to take me.
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