I don't one Grey's Anatomy. If I did, Derek wouldn't have been an asshole last night.
Meredith had a feeling. She had a feeling. She should have stayed home. She should have laid in Derek's arms all day. Instead, she dragged herself into the hospital. She knew something wasn't right. Her body was telling her to run and hide. And then she confronts a stranger. A stranger who was undoubtedly in distress.
Meredith looked at the clock. She had never seen the second hand move so slowly. Time had stopped. Everyone was moving in slow motion. There was no sound. Meredith looked over at Miranda Bailey. Miranda was a staple a Seattle Grace Hospital. She was strong. She was powerful. She could withstand anything. Meredith looked into her eyes. She only saw one thing, fear. Miranda Bailey was scared.
"Dr. Yang, I need you to go directly to the Chief. I want you to tell him that we have a code black on our hands. Tell him that he has taken a member of the staff, but do not tell him who. I want you to walk there and walk back. Do not tell anyone on your way. Do you understand?" Miranda asked with a firm and quiet voice.
"Yes ma'am." Cristina answered.
Cristina walked behind the curtains so as not to attract attention. Everyone looked at her as she walked. They looked at her as if she knew what to do. As if she could explain what was going on. Her person had a feeling and she brushed it off. She acted as if it was nothing. She never got a chance to tell her how important she was to her. She always had smart comments and sarcasm waiting to happen. Never once had she told her how she felt. She walked quickly to the elevator. She jogged as the elevator door opened. George was standing there with a big smile on his face.
"So I scrubbed in on an LVAD procedure with Burke. I was assigned to Montgomery, but Burke needed an extra hand. It was awesome." He bragged with a smirk. Cristina just looked at him. "What the hell is the matter with you?"
"I don't care, okay. I don't care about your stupid surgery. I don't care." Cristina snapped. The doors to the elevator opened. She walked out.
"I have to go." Cristina said curtly as she walked out.
Cristina looked around as she walked down the hallway. She was waiting to hear the blast of explosion. She was waiting for the floor to shake like there was an earthquake. She was waiting for the artwork to fall off of the walls and crash to the floor. She was waiting for her friend, her person, to be splattered on the walls. This was all she could think about. She rushed up to Richard's office. Patricia was sitting at her desk. Cristina swung the door open and walked in. Patricia looked at her in shock. The Chief was on the phone. He looked at at her with a glare, she returned it.
"I'll have to let you go..." He said as he hung up the phone. "Dr. Yang, what the hell do you think you are doing?"
"Dr. Bailey sent me. She said to let you know that we have a code black on our hands." Cristina said. She felt comfort being there with him. She felt as if he could snap his fingers and make it all alright.
"A code black? Are you sure?" He asked with confusion.
"Yes sir. A man has a bomb strapped to his chest. He has taken a hostage. A member of the staff." Cristina explained.
"Where are they?" Richard asked.
"In the emergency room." She answered.
"Damn-it." He muttered. He immediately grabbed the phone, alerting the police. He also made arrangements for all ambulances to be sent to Seattle Pres and Mercy-West. "Who is the hostage?" He asked. She looked at the floor. "Dr. Yang?" He asked sternly.
"It's-- It's Dr. Grey." Cristina said quietly.
"Oh my God, Ellis." He said in panic.
"No, no sir. Not Ellis." She said quickly. "It's Meredith. It's Meredith Grey."
"Oh my God." He said in shock.
Richard and Meredith were never close. At the least she hated him. She blamed him for breaking up her parents. She was young. She didn't know what had went on. Richard was the one that held her when Ellis had had enough of her crying. He was the one that changed her diapers. He was the one who held her when Ellis got pulled into surgery. He told her nursery rhymes when Ellis wasn't listening. Ellis only wanted her to learn important things. Big words, medical speak. He was like her father. He loved her like a daughter. He was scared. He was scared that he was going to lose his little girl.
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"Walk." The man told Meredith.
"Uh." Meredith said.
Her legs wouldn't let her move. She felt like she had concrete blocks on her feet. She looked around the room. She wasn't sure why the man was here. She had gathered something about them not letting him see her. Possibly a patient, she thought. Maybe she could escape. He wanted something. He wasn't here for his health. He definitely wanted something. Maybe she could escape. He wasn't going to blow himself up before he at least tried to get what he wanted, right? She was doing it. She twisted her arm. It was free. She started to run, and then she heard it. The click of a gun.
"Stop right there." He yelled. She stopped in her tracks. He walked up and grabbed her arm again. "Wrong move, bitch." He seethed.
He looked around. He was out in the open. No doubt, the police would be on their way. He was out in the open where they could shoot him. They could get to him. He need to move, and he needed to move fast.
"Lets go!" He said as he began to drag her down the hallway.
"Where?" She asked. Her arm was going numb he was holding it so tightly.
"We have to move. Somewhere with windows. But not windows to the outside. The room has to have blinds, and a phone. Go! Now!" He yelled. She didn't move. "You are really stupid. You know that, right?" He asked. He pressed the gun up against her temple. She began to walk.
"If anyone moves, I will blow us all away." He yelled.
Meredith walked down the hallway. She didn't know where to go. She looked at the faces of everyone as she walked by. Faces she may never see again. The nurses. No one ever respected them. She wished she had said thank you more. And Critsina. She wished she could see her one last time. And George, Izzie, Alex, Burke, Addison, Bailey, and Derek. She would miss Derek the most. At least she had never committed to him. He wouldn't feel so bad at her funeral. I wonder what they do. I imagine there will be no body when I am blown to smithereens, she thought. She walked. Maybe she could just continue to walk laps. He would get tired and fall asleep. Maybe he would just give up on his mission.
"Hey!" He yelled. "Let's get there today, okay?" Maybe not.
"We're almost there." She said as she walked towards the conference room.
She could feel the cold metal of the gun against her temple. He was pressing it hard. She was sure he was leaving a mark on her skin. They walked, slowly. She was wondering how unstable the bomb was. As far as bombs go, it looked like a well made one, she thought. She noticed that there was no one around anymore. The hallways were empty. Finally they made it. They arrived at the conference room. He shoved her in and shut and locked the door.
"Shut the blinds." He said. She stood there. "Are you deaf? Shut the fucking blinds!" He yelled. She rushed around and began shutting the blinds. He stood there in the middle, with the gun pointed at her head.
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"Chief!" Miranda yelled as he walked up.
"Oh God, Miranda." Richard said. "She's like a daughter to me." He muttered.
"You told him?" Miranda asked Cristina.
"He's the Chief." She said with a shrug.
"What do we know?" Dr. Bailey asked.
The bomb squad and SWAT rushed into the doors. They were all in black. They looked focused. They looked like they were going to save the world. Cristina prayed to whoever that they could save her person. She wasn't religious, but at this point she would pray to anyone. The Chief began talking to them. They had plans. They knew what they were doing. Or so she hoped.
"Do we know where they are?" Bill, the head of the bomb squad asked.
"Last anyone saw, they were heading down the south hallway." Richard responded.
"Did he say what he wanted?" Bill asked.
"He mentioned something about it ending today, and something about them not letting him see her. He was vague." Miranda said nervously.
"Okay. I need blueprints of this floor. No one has saw them move to any other floor, correct?" Bill asked.
"No." Richard responded. "What do I do about my staff?"
"You need to evacuate everyone who doesn't need to be here. We have no idea how much explosive we are dealing with here. We don't know how unstable it is." Bill explained.
"What is the worst case scenario?" Richard asked reluctantly.
"The whole hospital could go." Bill said simply.
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"Uh. Dr. Shepherd?" Betty, the scrub nurse asked.
"Yes?" Derek asked, looking up.
"Your pager says there is a "code black"?" She said, shaking her head with confusion.
"Code black. Are you sure?" He asked.
"Mine says it too." Alex said. "What's code black?"
"That's a bomb. There is a bomb in the hospital." Derek stated in shock.
"It says we are to evacuate as soon as possible." Betty replied.
"If anyone feels that they need to go, I understand." He said, looking around the room. Several people left. Alex stood there, along with the anesthesiologist, and two nurses.
"We have about an hour left." Derek stated.
"I wonder what the hell is going on." Alex muttered.
"In this hospital...who knows." Derek said. "You know what? Karev, why don't you get some details and hurry back." Derek asked. Alex nodded his head and left the operating room.
Alex walked down the hallway. Everything was quiet. There was no one around, and the people that were there, were silent. There were still patients in the rooms. That was a good sign, he figured. He wasn't sure where to go. He figured the front lobby was a good place. He walked in the elevator, and hit the button for the ground floor. The minute the doors opened, guns were pointed at him. Richard said something, and they dropped their weapons. Alex looked around at the SWAT team and walked up to Richard.
"Shepherd sent me to see what was going on." Alex said plainly. He wasn't worried. He never worried.
"Just tell him to hurry up." Richard muttered, and turned his attention to Bill.
Alex spotted Cristina standing off to the side. She looked worried. Maybe it had something to do with Burke. He walked over to see what she knew.
"Hey. Do you know what's going on?" Alex asked nosily. She was looking off into space. "Earth to Crackwhore." He said.
"Screw you." She said as she walked away. He followed her.
"Seriously. What is going on? Shepherd wants to know." Alex said, softening his face.
"The guy has a bomb strapped to his chest..." Cristina said distractedly. "He took a hostage. They went down the south hallway on floor one. No one knows what room they are in..."
"Well, who is the unlucky bastard?" He asked.
"It's Meredith. That son-of-a-bitch took Meredith." She sputtered as she walked away.
Alex walked quickly into the elevator. If she had said they took a nurse, it would have been no big deal. She was one of them. She was a friend. He quickened his pace as he walked to the operating room. He scrubbed his hands quickly, threw on gloves and put on a mask.
"So what's going on?" Derek asked, looking up.
"Some dude has a bomb strapped to him." Alex said, trying to make light of the situation.
"That's not good." Derek said. "Is the bomb squad here?"
"Oh yeah. And SWAT." Alex responded.
"Well, I'm sure they will talk him out of it..." Derek said optimistically.
"They would if they knew where he was. They aren't even sure who he is. He took the hostage and headed down the south hallway. They have no idea where he and the hostage went." Alex explained. Derek's looked up.
"Hostage?" Derek asked as he looked down at the patient. "That changes things. Who is it?"
"It's, um-- It's Meredith." He sputtered nervously.
"Meredith?" Derek said as he head shot up. "Meredith? Meredith Grey?" He asked in a panic.
"Yes..." Alex said, not wanting to admit it.
"Well what the hell are they doing?" Derek asked. "What are they doing?" He yelled. Alex shrugged his shoulders. Derek immediately felt ill. Meredith was in danger. His Meredith could die...
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I had to re-install my operating system on my laptop, and everything was lost. I had to re-write this chapter last night, hence there was no update. So on the show last night, I think Derek could have been a little nicer. I understand the way he feels, but he shouldn't have just let her walk away...pretty crappy. I was half thinking about our bomb guy shooting him in this fic. Not fatally, just enough to hurt. :) But I won't.