WEIGHT OF THE WORLD CHAPTER 10
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"Derek!" Richard shouted after him as he ran down the hall. "Derek, you have to stop!" Derek ignored him and kept running. He turned the corner and ran straight into Mark Sloan.
"Jesus!" Mark said, after almost having the wind knocked out of him. "What the hell?"
"Move!" Derek shouted. Mark stood in front of him.
"What the hell's wrong with you?" he demanded. This gave Bailey time to catch up with Derek.
"You need to stay away!" she demanded. "Someone has been hurt down there," she said, her voice trembling a little. "I saw blood under the door. Now that man has probably killed someone and if you go in there like some kinda hero he'll probably kill you too… or he might kill Meredith." Derek felt sick at the very thought of that.
"What's going on?" Mark asked, wide eyed and shocked by everything that had happened in the last minute. Bailey sighed.
"It looks like a man is holding Meredith, Lexie, George and God knows who else hostage in the clinic. Now I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone." Mark was speechless. This was like something out of a movie, not something that they expected to happen at Seattle Grace. Derek took a step back, overcome by sheer frustration and helplessness. He knew that Bailey was right. He would make matters worse if he went down there and the last thing that he wanted to do was endanger Meredith's life. If she's still alive, he thought to himself, his whole body aching at the thought.
"I just wanna go down there," Derek said to Bailey. "I'll stay out of the way, I promise."
"I don't know if I can hold you to that promise," Bailey replied.
"I will," Mark spoke up. Bailey raised her eyebrows at him. "I'll go down there with him," Mark continued. "We'll stay right back and if he tries to make a run for it, I'll knock him to the ground, I promise. I'm faster and stronger than he is." Bailey didn't like the idea at all. She didn't trust Derek to show any restraint whatsoever. Before she could speak, Mark and Derek had started to walk away with Mark keeping a tight grip on Derek's arm.
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"You need to calm down," Lexie said in a trembling voice to the gunman who was pacing around the clinic frantically.
"He knows," the gunman repeated over and over again, sounding more hysterical every time.
"He doesn't know anything," Meredith said, trying to reason with him. "He doesn't even know that I'm treating a real patient."
"Yes he does!" the gunman shouted loudly. His hands were shaking violently, the gun threatening to go off at any moment.
"We need to help your brother," Lexie said, unable to take her eyes away from the gun. "He needs your support right now. The worst part of the surgery is over," she lied. Meredith had to stop herself from glaring at her sister. To her surprise, this lie seemed to calm the gunman.
"As soon as we finish the surgery, you can take your brother wherever you want to go," Lexie continued to lie, thinking on her feet. "His blood pressure rises every time you yell. So if you want to help him you have to stay calm, okay?" The gunman looked worried.
"He can sense when I'm stressed?" he asked. Lexie nodded.
"Yes," she said. "The calmer you are, the sooner you'll both be able to get out of here." While Lexie was talking to the gunman, Meredith continued working on extracting the bullet. It was a slow and delicate process; not nearly as simple as Lexie was telling the gunman but Meredith was impressed by how Lexie had managed to calm him down, even if it was through lies. The gunman took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, going silent and lowering the gun as he watched Meredith and Lexie operate on his brother. Meredith had reached a point where she wasn't sure what to do next. She was afraid to show this, however, and feigned confidence as she tried to think of what to do next, wondering if Derek had raised the alarm.
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Alex and Izzie walked a few feet behind some cops, following them into the hospital grounds.
"The clinic?" Izzie asked Alex. "Isn't it closed?"
"Look over there," Alex said, pointing to the carpark where some police officers were standing around a car that had been cordoned off.
"I wonder what's going on," Izzie said, confused.
"Stay here," Alex said as he went over to where the police were.
"You can't just go over there!" Izzie called after him, knowing that the police wouldn't want anyone interfering with their work. Alex spotted a young, nervous female junior police officer standing back from the other cops.
"Excuse me," he said in the sweetest voice that he could muster. She turned to him and he flashed her a smile that made her melt. "I have some work to do in the clinic and I noticed that something's going on…" he started.
"Um… I'm really not allowed to comment yet," the officer said.
"Pretty please?" Alex asked, smiling again. "I promise I won't tell. My lips are sealed." The inexperienced officer took a step back. She took a notepad from her pocket and pretended to be interviewing Alex.
"See that car there?" she said, flirting back at him. Alex nodded. "Some guy escaped from prison this morning. That was the getaway car and the prisoner was shot. Looks like he's been brought here and they've bailed up some of your doctors at gunpoint. They're in your clinic treating him now, probably at gunpoint."
"Whoa," Alex said, trying to hide his complete and utter shock. "Do you know which doctors he has?" The police officer looked around nervously.
"Um… Doctor Grey," she said trying to remember. "I think there's two doctor Greys actually… and an O'Mallet…"
"O'Malley?" Alex asked.
"Yeah that's it," the officer said, flirting. "Promise you won't tell?"
"You have my word, sweetheart," Alex flirted back. "It's our little secret. I gotta go but I'll see you around sometime." Alex's face changed as soon as he turned around. Izzie felt butterflies in her stomach. She could tell by the look on Alex's face that something was very wrong.
"What is it?" she asked. Alex took her by the arm and pulled her away from the gathering crowd before gently breaking the news to her.
"Well why haven't they just gone in there?" Izzie asked, clearly freaking out. "They can't just wait around here while they-" she couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence. "Oh no," Izzie said as they saw Derek and Mark walking through the hospital grounds. Derek noticed the expressions on their faces and immediately headed towards them.
"What's going on?" he asked. Alex told him. Mark looked shocked and Derek looked as though he was going to be sick. How the hell are they gonna get out of there? He thought to himself.