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Chapter 7: Shatter All Around
Later that afternoon, Doctors Hunt and Webber arrived at the crash site to meet up with the shift leader, from the search and rescue team, with the hope that Little Grey's body had been found to take home. Doctor Bailey had remained behind with Zola and was working with Boise's hospital administrator to coordinate transferring their injured Doctors back to Seattle Grace. Arizona and Derek had woken up from the emergency surgeries but were going to need additional work done to repair the damage created from the crash. Mark on the other hand had yet to regain consciousness and they were worried that complications from his "in the field" procedure to fix the Cardiac Tamponade might have caused an infection, so that wanted to get him home to monitor him better. Christina was still catatonic from the shock and would probably need psychiatric help. And Meredith was doing better, especially with Zola around, but she had remembered that Lexie's body had not been with them when they had been rescued and kept asking about her. Owen had decided to hold off from telling her about Little Greys fate until he spoke with the search party.
Exiting the helicopter, the pair made their way through the small meadow on the outskirts of the crash to shake hands with the shift leader, Al Roberts. They introduced themselves and began to walk toward the wreckage until they got to the tail end of the plane which lay deeper into the forest. Once there the three men stood in a semi-circle looking down at the blood soaked ground that had been taped off by the FAA.
"Have you had any luck in recovering Doctor Grey's body?" Hunt asked.
"Not yet." Al said sadly. "As you can see we are doing a grid search, up to half mile around the crash site, with any luck we should find something soon. Are you sure she was dead?"
"Well according to the survivors, she died about an hour after they found her trapped under the wreckage, why?" asked Hunt.
"Well, it's just that the blood looks like it hadn't congealed before her body had been taken, which means that she may have been alive. We've had similar instances when we find the remains of hikers that had been alive before being attacked and killed by a cougar or wolves."
"Oh Lord." Groaned Hunt as he ran his hand through his hair, "Do you think Doctor Grey could still be alive?"
"Well if she was, she isn't now." Al said as he moved away from the taped off area to look at several large prints on the ground. "Look at the size of these prints; according to our zoologist they appear to be made by a Wolf, but the size and depth of the print makes this animal to almost be as big as a bear. We've never seen a wolf of this size and the fact that it was strong enough to move the wreckage away to get access to her whole body, instead of just ripping off the accessible limbs, means that there might not be much left to recover."
Turning back to the Doctors, Al noticed that Doctor Webber had turned slightly green and stopped to apologize, "Oh Jeez, I'm sorry to go like that… I just figured with you guys being doctors and all that you would be able to handle the truth about what we might find."
"Normally I can. I mean some of the things we've seen come through the ER, would just stun you." Richard Webber said as he fought back the nausea. "But this is one of our people you are talking about. Doctor Alexandra Grey was a beautiful young woman, both inside and out. She had a promising surgical career with family and friends that loved her. Yet you talk about her like she was a piece of meat! ... How do you think we are going to react with this kind of news! It's just…. wrong!" Moving a few feet away from Owen Hunt and Al Roberts, he looked at the remains of the plane and shook his head.
"I just can't believe this is happening." He hesitated. "It's bad enough, they thought she had died, but to have to go back and tell them… No… tell Meredith that she can't bury her sister's body because some animal dragged it off and…. and… God knows what…!" Looking back to Owen with tears in his eyes, he continued. "They had finally gotten close, like sisters are supposed to be… I just don't know if Meredith can survive this… I just don't know…..how we tell her."
Owen walked over to Richard and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, but didn't speak; there were just no comforting words he could say about this tragedy.
Uncomfortable with the whole conversation, the shift leader decided it was time to go.
"Look, I meant no disrespect to Doctor Grey. I was just trying to explain the situation and well, I wasn't thinking about how awful this would be for you or the remaining survivors. I'm really sorry for your loss." Glancing down to his watch, he continued. "I think you both better head back before it gets dark. Please be assured we are going to continue searching for her remains until the FAA has collected all of the wreckage. We'll let you know if we find her." Nodding, the Doctors made their way back to the helicopter and watched the crash site disappear as it flew away. "We can't tell them that she might have been alive before…." Doctor Webber's voice trailed off. Hunt gave his head a stiff nod in agreement. "We'll keep that information between us."
Half an hour later, they arrived back to Boise Memorial and made their way down to meet up with Miranda Bailey outside Derek Shepherds room.
"Well, what did you find out? Did they find her yet?" she nervously asked, but could tell by the look in their eyes that it wasn't good news.
"No, they still haven't found her body and if they do, it sounds like there won't be much left." Hunt started. "They're going to keep searching until all of the wreckage has been recovered by the FAA. Have you scheduled the flight for our return to Seattle?"
"Oh, that sweet girl," she said sadly, then focused at the task at hand. "Yes they are going to put us on a Cargo plane, so that way our people can be sedated while strapped to the gurneys. It's scheduled to leave at 8 am tomorrow morning. I've already called Doctor Kepner to have everyone at Seattle Grace prepared for our arrival." Looking through the glass partition, she watched Meredith talking to Derek while holding his good hand. She still couldn't believe that tragedy had once again struck her former intern; she was like a lightning rod for pain.
"Miranda, we have to tell Meredith and Derek about Lexie." Richard said as he joined her gaze to watch the couple in the room. Miranda looked down and closed her eyes dreading what they had to do next, sighing she nodded yes, and then followed them into the room. Out in the hallway, all is still for a moment until hysterical screams crying the name "Lexie!" over and over bounce off the walls.
