"What are you talking about?" Meredith frantically asked, her head scrambling with so many scenarios that she didn't want to picture.
"There's been a hostage situation," the nurse responded, "We don't know why…all we know is that Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Sloan have both been taken."
"Taken? Taken where?!"
The nurse hesitated, looking behind her.
"TAKEN WHERE?!" she yelled. Her voice was hard, determined, and scared as hell.
"We, we don't know. Last time we checked they were in the lobby but they could be anywhere now," the nurse whispered, making sure no one else heard.
Meredith shook her head, not fully believing the words she was hearing. "Wait here," she instructed the tall nurse as she breezed past her. Surprisingly, her heart wasn't beating as fast as she thought it would. Her head wasn't reeling as much as it had when she kissed Mark, and her world wasn't totally broken. "They're still alive," she murmured to herself, taking great care in avoiding anyone she knew. Sneaking down the stairs she took a deep breath. As she made her way down to the lobby her hands began to shake. But once she reached her destination everything seemed normal. Except for one big difference…no one was in the lobby. There was no crying babies, no panicking mothers, no kids with broken limbs…no one.
"Oh God," she breathed, her breath puffing into the chilly air. "Hello?" she asked, her voice high, but not shaky. "Anyone here?"
She felt a hand grab her shoulder and she immediately started to scream. A hand flew to her mouth and prevented her from making any noise.
"Shhhh, stop, it's just me."
She relaxed, her tense shoulders feeling more at ease. "Alex…God why did you scare me like that?!"
"What the hell are you doing down here?" His voice was low, and his eyes were cold, fierce.
"I was…Derek and Mark are down here, they could be hurt!" She jerked away from his grip and began walking until he grabbed her arm right back.
"So what, you decided to come down here and fight the bad guys off? Are you crazy?!" he exclaimed.
"Well what are you doing down here then?"
"Looking for you idiot, now we got to get upstairs…" He held onto her arm and began to drag her up the stairs.
"Wait, Alex, wait…where is everyone?"
He turned around. "No one knows."
"Are you kidding me?!"
"Look Meredith we'll figure this out when we get upstairs now come on." They began to hurry up the stairs until voices traveled to their ears, causing them both to horridly face the opposite direction.
"Oh my God…what was that?" she asked, ducking down with her friend.
"I don't-"
His voice was cut off by Derek and Mark being pushed across the lobby, their hands tied together and a piece of tape strapped onto their mouths.
"Now you stay quiet!" One man instructed them, pointing a gun at their heads.
Meredith felt her whole body go limp. She felt the urge to get up and scream but her body was inept of doing anything. She was glued in her spot, watching in horror. Alex grabbed her hand and tugged it, signaling to sneak up the stairs. All she did was shake her head. Suddenly her body regained its composure and without thinking she stood up, pushing Alex away and screamed, "STOP IT! DON'T HURT THEM!"
All heads turned towards her. "Excuse you?" the man said, loading his gun before pointing it directly at her.
Alex quickly stepped in front of her. "Quit it man, just let them go. What do you want?"
"Why don't you let your little girlfriend come down here and explain to me why I should let these fellows go…?" He smiled revealing rotting teeth. He was about 55 years old with dark raven hair. His eyes were a deep gray, and a black jacket draped over his scrawny body.
Mark and Derek began to squirm, trying desperately to stop this man from doing anything to the woman they both loved.
"I'll tell you what pretty lady," the man continued, slowly walking up to her. "How about I let you choose the one you want to let go. I only need one man to do the job I want. So I'll be nice and let you take your pick."
Alex continued to close in as the man drew closer and closer.
"Alex its okay," Meredith whispered, her face etched in fear. "I can handle this."
"Stop it Meredith," Alex warned, getting ready to deck the guy out as he came inches away from his face.
"Come on Dr…" the man squinted at Alex's nametag and smiled. "Karev…wow, you look so much like your dad too."
Meredith felt Alex freeze against her body.
"Oh yeah I know all about your father…we do business with him. Crazy fellow, but of course, you would know."
"What…what the hell are you talking about," Alex choked out, his hands trembling.
The man grinned, placing two fingers in his mouth. As he whistled, five guys hurried out from closed doors and chairs. But one man looked too familiar. Especially to Alex.
"Recognize anyone Dr. Karev?" the man smirked, his gun traveling around the men.
"Oh my God…dad?"
"That's right," the man nodded. "That's your father, but he wouldn't recognize you. He doesn't recognize anyone really. All he does is drink and kill."
He was at a loss for words. His father, his dad, was apart of this? Feeling so useless, so defeated, he collapsed.
"Alex!" Meredith cried bending down to care to her unconscious friend. "Oh my God, oh my God," she repeated. "Wake up!"
"He fainted my darling…nothing I did," the man chuckled. "Now how about that deal I made…?"
"Wha- what?" She looked up, her voice barely above a whisper, the tears already coming down.
"I said you could choose one of these guys to set free…or, I could just kill both of them now." He resumed the position of the gun and asked, "So, what's it gonna be?"
She looked back at the two men she loved, the two men who understood her. How did it come to this? She slowly shook her head, unable to comprehend everything that was happening so very fast. We're all going to die she thought, the tears running faster and faster down her cheeks. "No," she stumbled, "Please, no…don't kill them, please."
That was the last thing she remembered. After, she heard gunshots and screams…the magnitude of her decision coming to a heed.
…and they were all changed forever.
A/N: Don't worry; you are supposed to be confused! In fact, I'm confused! But something DID happen that I didn't write, which you will find out in the next chapter. Ahh don't you just love hostage situations?
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