Author's Note- Glad to know people like my story, it means a lot to know that people are reading. In any case, I'm sorry if the story seems too dramatic or anything, but with TV, sometimes things are done dramatically and all, so...we'll see. Anyway, I'm not sure as to how long this'll be, but I've been on a bit of an updating spree (literally...including this, I updated three fics the other day alone). And it's getting ready to rain, so I'm stuck inside...go me! Haha, anyway, on with the fic-read and review, please!
Disclaimer-Yeah, I don't own it. I created the Mr.Warden guy, yes...he's mine. But everyone else? They're all Shonda...so please don't sue.
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Alex wasn't sure what had happened. One minute they were discussing the possibiity of releasing a patient and then the next Addison had blanked out on the floor. It seemed like a nightmare. He saw Mr.Warden studying him, his gun pulled. Everyone in the area had either ducked or ran for cover.
"What's happening? Why is she not waking up?"Mr.Warden asked.
"She'll be fine. Just calm down, Mr.Warden."Alex pleaded, trying to not convey the fact that inwardly he was scared.
"Calm down. No, No..see, I can't do that. Step away from her."Mr.Warden ordered.
Alex looked back, puzzled. "Excuse me, what?"
Nodding his head, Mr.Warden jerked it to the side. "You heard me. Step away from Doctor Montgomery."
Chief Webber had arrived on the floor just seconds before. Looking at Alex, he nodded, telling him that it was okay.
"We can't just leave her here."Alex insisted.
Addison stirred, opening her eyes. "What happened?"She said, as she was propped against the nurses' station.
"You fainted."Mr.Warden said.
"Fainted?"Addison said, looking over at Alex. It was then that everything came back to her. Mr.Warden. The Gun. Alex catching her as she fell. Attempting to stand, Addison sat back down on the floor. "I'm fine, really. I need to speak with you."She said, talking to Mr.Warden.
He nodded, looking over to see the Chief standing there. "Who are you?"
"I'm Doctor Webber...the Chief of surgery. Please sir, before I speak with you, I ask that you put the gun down. We can work with-"
"What are you talking about? You can work with me?...That's what they all say."He gestured to Addison. "Will she be okay?"
"She needs a proper examintaion, but yes, she should be."Webber said, concerned.
"Okay then...page somebody. Get her help. You-"He said, looking at Alex. "Help her up."He said, walking to the nearby hallway. "Bring her in here."
"Why?"
"Just do it."Mr.Warden said, a sense of finality in his voice.
Not knowing what else he could do, Alex assissted Addison into the hospital exam room.
"I'll be fine. I just haven't eaten breakfast yet."Addison insisted. Sitting on the bed, she buried her head in her hands.
She didn't know how much time had passed. Seconds, Minutes, Hours. They all seemed to melt together as Mr.Warden stood by the door. She figured that by now, the hostage negotiator had arrived-atleast she hoped that he had. Alex was sitting on the floor against the wall, and a nurse had just left after conforming that Addison was fine, but had given her sugar water anyway, because Mr.Warden had said she didn't need food-that it would take too long. At the time, Mr.Warden was standing by the door, staring at her.
Outside on the floor, Chief Webber was speaking with the negotiator, discussing possible options. Everyone else had cleared the area, and had gone to warn others. The hospital hadn't completely frozen, but the floor, atleast around where Mr.Warden was holding Addison and Alex had.
In the locker room, Meredith and Izzie sat against the lockers. "So what do we do?"Izzie asked.
"I don't know. Bailey said that we had to sit. So...we sit."
"Okay. But I'm worried. Alex and Addison are down there with some...crazy guy and-"
"They'll be fine."Meredith said, knowing that it wouldn't help.
Laughing, Izzie shook her head. "If Alex would have stayed with Mark, he wouldn't have been in that room right now."
"What does Sloan have to do with this?"Meredith asked.
"Okay, I know you don't really like him. I mean sure, he's McSteamy...and sure, he's not exactly the best person to study under. But-"
"Izzie. It's one of us in there. We can't worry about that 'what ifs'."She said, looking down at her shoes. She wondered where Derek was, wondered if he knew. She knew he'd be upset-despite the fact that he and Addison had divorced, Derek still remained civil..or atleast as civil as possible.
"Just get someone in there."Webber insisted. "We have two doctors in there with a man who's lost a child. The longer we leave them in there, the greater risk they have of being hurt."
"I understand that you're worried about your staff, sir."The negotiator said. "But you've got to trust me on this one. This guy is fragile in his emotional state, and if at any time he believes that he isn't in control of the situation, he could crack."
Richard Webber sighed, staring down at the linoleum floor. He wanted them safe-the intern and the neonatal specialist. To any other hospital, yes, they'd be staff. But to him-to him they were almost family.
"What does Mr.Warden want?"
"He wants his wife's hospital bill payed in full. It's his belief that Dr.Montgomery is the one who caused his baby's passing, and feels that not having to pay the bill will take away his pain."
The negotiator stared through the glass window, staring at the scene unfolding. So many times he'd dealt with situations-banks, schools, even another hospital. But he couldn't help but get the feeling that somehow this one would be different.
"Chief. I heard there was something happening...what's going on?"Derek said, walking towards him.
"Shepherd-"Webber said, stepping in his view. "You shouldn't even be down here."
"I got out of the O.R., I heard that there was some sort of scuffle. Figured there'd be injuries...I came to help."He said, shrugging.
"Please, can we just leave? I'll help your wife...I can help you in talks with the hospital to lower the payment, or come up with a payment plan. But sitting here won't help anything."Addison insisted.
"I'm sorry, Dr.Montgomery. I can't let you leave. Just like I can't let the silent one here leave...you leave an' I lose my leverage-"
"You let us leave, and you won't need leverage."Alex insisted.
"Shut up."Mr.Warden said, redirecting his gun. "Shut up...we sit here. Until-"
The phone interrupted them by ringing rather loudly. Addison exchanged a glance with Alex before looking at Mr.Warden.
He nodded. "You can answer."
Shaking, Addison reached for the phone reciever. "Hello?"
"Addison-"Richard Webber said, his voice laced with a certain amount of caution and worry. "I need you to hand the phone to Mr.Warden...it appears we may have a deal for him."
That's it...for this chapter, anyway. I know Alex didn't talk much, but the next chapter will be a little different. Thank You So much for reading, now, reviews would be a very good Christmas Present. (Okay, that was lame,haha)...Anyway, hope you liked it-Not sure if I'll get another up before Christmas, though so...Merry Christmas!