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With my hand firmly in Callie's, she pulls me gently towards the door, and I follow keeping as close as I could without tripping over her. She opens the door with her free hand, before turning to me and giving me a smile. I return the smile and close the door behind me. We walk silent out of the apartment, heading over the street to the hospital. For the first time since I had started working here, there was no ambulance screeching into the pit. There were no doctors running in and out of the automatics doors, with injured patience. It was dead silent. I glance to the side to look at Callie, trying to see if I can read any emotions, and I can see she is going through the same as me, so I squeeze her hand letting her know I'm still beside her, and that I'm not going anywhere. I feel her squeeze back, as we step up to the doors. We both stop at the same time; turn to each other, trying to draw strength from the other. We both nod our heads and turn back to the doors and walk through them together.
Inside the hospital was just as quiet as it was outside. There were no doctors shouting at the interns. No patience being wheel off to some sort of scan. We carry on through, heading up towards the surgery wing. The corridors were just as quiet as the rest of the hospital.
We were heading towards the locker room, when we pass the cafeteria, and see Mark, Owen and Christina sitting at one of the tables. Changing our course we head over to them. They all turn their heads when they hear us approach. None of us say anything, while me and Callie sat down with them. I'm the first one to break the silence.
'How is everyone?' They all turn to look at each other, trying to decide which one of them would be the one to answer. I start to panic so I rest on hand on Callie's thigh. She brings her hand to rest on top of mine. Instantly bringing my nerves down. Marks voice brings my back.
'Well as you can see Owen is fine. I haven't really seen bailey since all I know is that she was fine. Karev is staying in hospital till he is fit enough to leave. Avery and the other mercy-westers are having a little get together for Percy and Reed. And Derek is in ICU, he seems to be fine at the moment, but time will only tell. Meredith is sitting with him, hasn't left since he woke up last night. He was only awake for about an hour, and has been asleep ever since.' And with that he stops speaking and looked at a spot on the opposite wall. Looking around at Christina and Owen who were known huddled together, speaking in low murmurs. I turn to Callie and see her staring at Mark with concern, and I turn my hand up and entwine are fingers together. She turns her head towards me, gives me a smile and turns back to Mark.
We all sat there in silence, either not wanting to break it or not knowing what to say to each other. I was trying to find the right words to say to everyone, when I felt someone walk up to us, turning my head I see Lexie grey and Richard Webber walk up. Lexie gives each of us a smile before dragging a chair up next to Mark, and sitting down silently. Mark didn't even seem to realise that she had sat there; he just kept staring into nothing. Lifting my head back up to Richard, I see him stare uncomfortably at everyone before he opens up and speak, breaking the silence for the first time in about half an hour.
'I'm glad to see that you guys are ok. I know that a lot of people were or hurt and some even died. And some of them that died were friends. And I'm very sorry for your loss. As Derek is injured, the board has spoken to me, and said that I will be interim chief until Derek has recovered. I also know that this will be a very hard time for all of us, so I am given everyone the week off to recover, and so that the hospital can also get repaired. I'm very sorry for your lose. 'Then he nodded his head one final time and left. I looked around the room again, Owen and Christina were still sitting close together, but were looking over were the chief has just left. Mark was still staring at the wall, but had taken Lexie's hand in his and was rubbing his thumb along the back of it. Smile at the sight I turn to Callie. Who is also staring after the chief. She must of sensed me staring at her, because he turned to look at me. She smiled at me, but before I could say anything, I see Meredith walking towards us, glum look on her face. She smiled when she saw me looking but it didn't reach her eyes, which was understanding under the circumstances. She came to stop behind Mark, and for the first time since he spoke he looked away from the wall, and turned to Meredith.
'What's wrong. Derek's still good right.' Pure panic was in his voice. Callie tensed under my hand, so I started running my thumb along the back of her hand, and she relaxed just a little but not much. We all sat there staring at Meredith, I couldn't read anything off her face. Drawing a breathe in I waiting for her to reply. She takes it in turns to stare at each of our faces, with gratitude showing in her eyes, once her gaze landed on Marks once again, she finally open her mouth to reply.
'Derek is fine, he hasn't woke since the last time. Which is a good thing I suppose, means his body is letting him heal. I want to thank you all for sitting here. But I think you guys should leave, it looks like he won't wake up for a while still. So you should head home, and I will let you all know if anything changes.' And just as quickly as she entered, she turned and left, heading back to Derek's room. I look at Christina who seems to nod her head and stand, Owen quickly following suit. Saying there goodbye they head out of the cafeteria. Callie is the next to stand, bringing me with her. She seems to have a silent conversation, before nodding her head, and walking out. I turn one last time to see Mark and Lexie both still sitting there, obviously no intention of leaving. We round the corner out of sight, intent of heading home. Walking back out of the hospital I give one final glance to the empty ER.
