Author's Note: This is strictly a work of Fiction. I do not own any of the rights to the characters, places, ABC or Shondaland. Medical Terms may not be correct, characters may vary from their identity on the show. Read, Review and Enjoy!

AMBER

Last night was a terrible night. A set of triplets came in, all with multiple messy breaks of different limbs and body parts. At first, I thought it was a car accident…until my intern for the night ask the only girl what happened to her and she responded with, "Mrs. Eerie said that we couldn't have dinner because Matthew pee pee'd in his bed last night. We were all hungry so when she went to her room, we went and ate Trixie's food. She got mad when she saw us."

The intern was a young man who went by the name Chip. He stopped examining her leg and looked up. "Who is Trixie, sweetie?" he asked kindly.

The girl looked into Chip's eyes and said quietly, "Trixie is Miss Eerie's doggy. But don't be mad at Trixie…She is a nice doggy."

Thinking quickly, I asked the little girl if she was still hungry. She nodded eagerly and I promised to bring her and her two brothers some food. The chart said they were four and in the notes section it listed them as Foster Children. I asked Chip to continue with the examine and left the room. Walking out, I grabbed Alex who wanted the information for the case since he would be scrubbing in for any possible surgeries. I pulled him into the nurse's station and told him what the girl had said.

"What? Amber, she's a little kid. Kids fib." Alex looked at me. I saw in his eyes he was seeing me as a little girl who had her fair nights of being hungry.

I immediately made myself taller. "Alex, this kid isn't lying. They've been to two different hospitals in the last year for scrapes and fractures, all that coincide with abuse."

"What do you mean 'they've'?"

"There triplets. Two boys and a girl."

Alex stared at me. With perfect timing, Deluca walked into the nurse's station and told us what one of the little boys had told him. It lined exactly up with the story from the girl. Looking at Alex he nodded and picked up the nurse's phone and paged the chief.

The rest of the night went in a flash of Child Protective Services, Police Officers and an army of nurses and doctors who refused to let the Foster Parent's see the kids. By the end of my shift the kids each had a CPS worker in their room overseeing them and surgeries were planned for the later that day to repair what those evil people did. Alex, Deluca and I all entered the lounge at the same time and sat around a table. Alex staring forward, Deluca with his hands in his hair and me with my head on top of my arms on the table.

"This makes me so sick." I muttered through my arms that were cushioning my head. "People are sick. I've gotta get out of here. You guy's ok?" I stood up and headed towards my cubby. Both of the men muttered that they would see me later and I left, needing to get out of there.

A few minutes later I found myself on the running path of the park a few blocks from the hospital. I had thrown a pair of running clothes and shoes in my bag a few days ago thinking that while Hannah was gone would be the best time to run after work. I just needed to clear my mind. The path was just over a mile and I had just completed my fourth lap. I felt better, like a lot of the anger had left me. I slowed down to a walk and walked a final lap to cool down. I needed to stretch before getting in the car and driving back to the hospital. I moved to the side of the path and started stretching, not paying attention at all. I bent down and grabbed my toes, rocking back and forth to stretch out my back. Not really paying attention and my ass clearly in the air, I heard a voice behind me.

"Wow."

Immediately annoyed and not even looking up I sarcastically snapped, "Yeahhhh, wowww, how amazing is it for a woman to put her ass in the air just for you to admire."

I was immediately confused when I heard a low laugh. His next words made me snap back up straight, which wasn't the smartest thing to do for my back that still needed stretching.

"Well, while your ass in the air is a nice sight on this beautiful morning, I was more referring to the fact that Alex Karev, who we refer to as the dumpster because of everything he eats, has a sister who clearly enjoys a good workout and staying in shape." I was staring at him as he talked. Freaking Jackson Avery.

"I went to Baylor on a Cross Country Scholarship. I love running and uh…" looking at the ground, I finished with, "I had a bad night."

Jackson stepped a few feet closer to me and met my eyes once I looked up. "I heard actually. It's a terrible thing. Do you want to talk about it?"

I gave him a small smile. "That's okay, but thanks. I'm feeling a lot better now. I just needed to clear my head a bit. Alex and I have all three in the OR this afternoon, so I'm going back to the hospital to shower and catch some sleep before then."

"Yeah, that's actually how I know. Bailey wants me in with you guys so that I can help with minimal scarring and for an extra set of hands. I think this case shook every one up, because a lot of us were told to make ourselves available. I wouldn't be surprised if Bailey petitioned for this to be Pro-Bono. It would actually make the hospital look really good."

Starting to stretch my arms out, I nodded. "That would be great. I mean, the kids have no one. It's heartbreaking, really."

"Yeah…Are you sure you're okay?" He wasn't giving me the same look and tone my brother did. He was being kind.

"I'm good. Thanks Jackson. I'll see you later today, ok?" He nodded and smiled walking past me and started to jog. It was true. I did feel better. I finished stretching and walked back to my Audi Q7, feeling refreshed and ready to take on the rest of today.

Jackson

"You guy's ready to do this?" I walked into the scrub room seeing the brother and sister washing for surgery. I noticed that they were laughing together and it made me smile without realizing it. Amber turned the faucet off with her elbow and shook her arms free of the extra water that was stuck to them. She turned around and looked at me and I could have sworn that I saw a smile in her eyes.

"Let's do this, boys!" She said with a hint of teasing in her voice. Alex scoffed and Jackson went over to the sink to begin his scrubbing.

"I heard you two ran into each other this morning after her run." Alex said nonchalantly.

"Yeah…I was surprised to see someone related to you who actually likes a physical workout that's more than just sex." I laughed.

Turning off his faucet, Alex sarcastically ha-ha'd and flipped me off as he walked into the operating room.

The first two surgeries went extremely well. We had scheduled all three surgeries back to back and we were on the last child. I was impressed by Lindsey's surgical skills. I hadn't worked with her yet but I knew after this that I would work with her any time. She was detailed with everything, making sure to speak to the room so that everyone was involved. She asked questions and gave suggestions. Alex and I both didn't have to do much.

The third surgery was proving to be slightly problematic. The young boy had a broken clavicle and both wrists were broken in two places each. The wrists were an easy fix but the clavicle was tricky. All three of us were working hard together to do a quick job with the best route we could find – one that didn't involve having to have multiple surgeries. By the time we were done, we all were exhausted but happy with the outcome.

"I'm spent!" Lindsey groaned stretching her arms above her head. "Thanks for the company and help guys. I'm going to write up these reports and I'm going to pass out in an on-call room for a few hours. I don't think I'm capable of even driving the ten minutes home." She waved at them and walked off to do the reports for the surgeries.

"She was amazing." I said, more to myself then to Alex.

Alex looked over at me knowing that I hadn't really been talking to him. "Don't do it, man. Don't start something just because you can." Clapping me on the back, he walked away.

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