Chapter 6
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Ten minutes later…
"What happened?", asked the swat team officer.
"He shot my wife and he shot Teddy", cried a frantic Callie. She sobbed and looked at Arizona, who was slipping into unconsciousness from blood loss. "It hurts to b-b-breathe", stammered Teddy, who was starting to lose consciousness too.
George was still pinned under Mark. "I'm guessing you took him down", the officer said to Mark. "Yup", Mark replied, getting up so George could be handcuffed. "Damn it", George muttered under his breath, as he was handcuffed.
"I'm gonna need some paramedics up here", the officer said into his walkie talkie. In less than two minutes four paramedics and Owen arrived to their location.
"GSW to the chest, lost consciousness about three minutes ago, difficulty breathing ", recited Mark pointing to Teddy, who was being loaded onto a gurney. "GSW to the abdomen, massive loss of blood, losing consciousness", recited Callie gesturing to Arizona, who was being wheeled out of the hospital. Callie and Mark followed them out. "They'll both be at Seattle Presbyterian", said the paramedic, before shutting the doors of the ambulance.
Owen walked over to them. "Nice job Sloan", he congratulated. "Thanks", replied Mark. Owen walked away to find Cristina. Callie looked at Mark and then at the ground."Let's pick-up Sophia from the babysitter's house and drive over to Seattle Pres.", said Callie. "Okay", said Mark.
Thirty minutes later…
"Where is Arizona Robbins from the shooting earlier today?", asked Callie. The nurse pointed across the hall "room 302, just out of surgery". Quickly said thanks and rushed over to Mark, who was holding a sound asleep Sophia. "Come on", she said. Mark slowly got up and they both walked to Arizona's room.
"Oh my god", Callie whispered, as a tears fell from her eye.
Arizona lay frailly with an I.V in her left arm and tube down her throat. Her heart monitor beeped rhythmically. Callie sat next to her bed and held her hand. "Please wake up honey", she cried. Mark stepped out and went to look for Teddy's room.
Mark walked into Teddy's room and saw Owen and Nico sitting next to each other chatting softly. "Hey mind if I sit?", he asked pulling up a chair. "The doctor said she was lucky. She didn't need any of her lungs removed and she should make a full recovery", said Nico, quietly. Teddy, like Arizona had an I.V in and had a tube down her throat.
"How's Yang? Did the shooter find her?", asked Mark. Owen looked down and back up, with tears in his eyes. "Ummm… Yeah. He did. Shot her right through her heart, she died in my arms", Owen told him. "Dude, I'm so sorry", Mark said, giving him a sympathetic glance.
Mark felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and looked at it.
"Ari is waking up. How is Sophia? U ok?", Callie texted him
"That's gr8! She is doing fine. Be there in a minute", Mark quickly replied to her.
He got up and walked to Arizona's room. Arizona's tube had been removed and she was sitting up.
Sophia started to stir. "Mama?", she asked sleepily. She rubbed her eyes and blinked. "I'll take her", said Callie reaching out to take her Sophia. Callie cooed softly to her.
"How you doing?", Mark asked Arizona. "I'm okay, a little sore though. What happened?", Arizona replied weakly. "A patient's father shot you in the abdomen. You needed surgery, but you're gonna be fine", answered Callie. "Oh okay then", said Arizona.
Meanwhile across the hall…
"Teddy?", Owen said getting up and rushing to Teddy's bedside.
Teddy slowly opened her eyes. She coughed loudly, and then gagged. She choked a little on the tube.
"Here let me get that for you", said Owen, reaching for the tube in her throat. He gently pulled the tube out. "Thanks", she said with a raspy voice. Owen looked at her lovingly and stroked her soft hair. Nico arrived with a coffee for Owen. "Hey glad you're up!", she said to Teddy. Teddy nodded and coughed again.
"Owww", she moaned clutching where the stitches were. Owen asked her if she was okay and if she needed anything. "I'm sore", she whined. "You're going to be for a little while until you heal", said Owen. Pressing a small kiss to her cheek.
"Where's Cristina?", Teddy asked. Owen looked at her with more tears. "She didn't make it. Another guy shot her", Owen told her sadly. Teddy smiled apologetically and nodded. "I'm so sorry Owen. It's gonna be okay", she said. Owen looked at her and started sobbing. "Come here", she said and scooted over a little. Owen climbed next to her and sobbed on her shoulder. Teddy stroked his hair and whispered softly to him.
"I should leave them alone for now", Nico thought. Nico said goodbye and drove to the apartment she and Teddy shared. When she arrived, she took off her shoes and walked to her room. She slipped into a pair of sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt and turned on the T.V.
"Wow, today was really screwed up.", she said to no one in particular.