Chapter 5

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"Oh god I'm gonna die", she thought. She started sobbing. She wasn't supposed to die this young.

"Sir please let me go", she cried. The man laughed, "You, Dr. Robbins, and Dr. Yang killed my daughter." "I want my revenge", he laughed. He removed his mask and smiled evilly. "Now I am gonna get it."

The man released his tight grip. Teddy coughed and gasped. She looked at the big man who had to be double her weight and six inches taller. She instantly remembered his daughter. She, Arizona, and Cristina were working on her. She had a huge tumor on her heart. During surgery she flatlined and couldn't be resuscitated. "Oh my god! I thought he was dead when she said her dad wasn't in the picture anymore", she thought trying to piece everything together.

"George Miller, father of Julia Miller? I-I thought you were dead. Your daughter said you weren't in the picture anymore", Teddy choked out, with tears falling down her cheeks.

"I was working three jobs to pay for her damn medical bills! Of course I wasn't in the picture! And that's Mr. Miller to you little lady!", he told her. The man gave her the same evil smirk

"Why don't we calmly work this out", Teddy tried reasoning with the man.

"I prefer my way", said George, lifting the gun to her head again.

Teddy shuddered. "Think! What should I do!", Teddy rapidly thought.

"Please don't kill me. I-I-I have a family too", Teddy quickly lied. Her shaky hand reached into her lab coat's pocket. She pulled out the picture of her and Henry that she always kept.

"He is my husband", she lied tearfully. She took out another picture of her older brother's three-year-old son, Darren. "This is my son, Darren. He's three", she said. She sniffled as she handed the man the photos.

"Like I care! You ruined my family, not I get to ruin yours!", he laughed as he threw the pictures on the floor. George raised the gun once again and steadied his hand.

As he pulled the trigger, he was side tackled by someone. The bullet missed Teddy by a couple of inches.

"OWWW WHAT THE HELL!", George screamed as he was punched in the gut. Teddy stared in horror, while trying to make out George's attacker.

When George was pinned down, the hero was sitting on top of him and taking a picture with his iphone. "This should be an awesome Facebook post", said a very pleased Mark Sloan. Teddy gasped. "Oh my god Mark!", Teddy said, with relief. "You okay?", Mark asked. "I'm a little shaken up, but other than that I guess I'm fine", she replied. They both looked down at George, who was cradling his probably broken hand. Mark snapped another picture. "It's for the police", he told Teddy.

Callie, Arizona, and Nico came out of the lounge and looked at Mark, then Teddy, and then George.

"SLOAN! WHAT THE HELL MAN?", yelled Arizona, slapping his arm. "What?", Mark asked innocently, rubbing his arm. "You have a child, why on earth would you try to take down an armed man alone!", asked an equally upset Callie. "He was about to shoot Desert Storm Barbie", he answered, pointing to Teddy. Nico hugged Teddy. "Thank god you okay!", she exclaimed.

Arizona looked down at George. "So what do we do about the wounded jackass on the ground?", asked Arizona. George was moaning in pain and rubbing his sore head. Nico called the police. "The police said that he was the last guy loose and that they are coming to get him", Nico reported to everyone.

Suddenly without warning George rose from the fetal position and pointed his gun at Teddy.

He pulled the trigger, shooting poor Teddy in the chest. Teddy fell back, with a gasp. He then turned and shot Arizona in the abdomen. Callie caught her before she hit the floor. Nico started crying and kneeled next to Teddy. Callie gently laid Arizona down and applied pressure to the wound and told Nico to do the same for Teddy. Teddy gasped and coughed. Tears fell down Arizona's cheeks. Mark tackled George again and kept him pinned while they all waited for help.