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There was a collective gas, and a small "Oh my God." from Callie, as the group of doctors began recognizing their injured coworker. Each doctor had a look of sorrow on their face. Everything went silent for a moment, and they all just stood there.

"Well, luckily she wasn't the one hit by the semi." Owen offered, trying to break the tension surrounding them. Derek grunted in agreement and Bailey nodded her head, her hand still over her mouth. "It looks like not all of us will be needed for her. Derek, stay here and run a work up on April. The rest of us will get ready for the second victim." Owen dismissed his fellow doctors with a flick of his hand.

20 minutes went by and, finally, Teddy made her way into the ER. She had just finished a pulmonary bypass. Owen immediately came over to brief her on the situation. Teddy's face slowly morphed from shock, to sorrow, to anger, and the finally ending in a look of exasperation. Callie and Mark had begun arguing in the corner. Bailey was pacing back and forth, no doubt worrying about April. Meredith just stood there staring at the glass doors separating the blizzard outside from the warm ER. There were never many cases this late at night, so none of them were paged to help any other patients. Suddenly, Derek exited April's trauma room, a smile on his face.

"April is fine." Derek said, startling all the doctors. "Aside from a small concussion, she will be fine. She'll probably be out for a few more hours, but she'll be fine by this time tomorrow." Everyone in the room let out a sigh of relief, as if they had been holding it since April was rolled in on the gurney. The tension in the room seemed to dissipate and all the doctors seemed a little more relaxed. Meredith turned her attention once more to the door. Derek walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her in close and planted a soft kiss on the top of her head. Meredith loved these soft, tender moments, especially since their job took up so much of their time. It was hard to get alone time.

"Should we call Jackson?" Meredith asked Derek, still wrapped in his arms.

"Why?"Derek looked at her.

"Well, April has no boyfriend, and she and Jackson are best friends. I bet she would like it if he was there when she woke up." The couple stood there quietly for a few moments. Owen looked over at the couple and nodded.

"Yeah. I think Jackson should know. Mullaney!" Hunt hollered at the terrified intern. The thin man ran up to the chief trauma surgeon. Hunt tossed him his phone. "Call Dr. Avery. Tell him that Dr. Kepner received a concussion and lost consciousness. She is stable, but would probably like it if he was there when she woke up." Mullaney nodded his head and walked off, dialing the number as he went. "Good call Grey." Owen gave her a curt nod. The doctors resumed their monotonous activities. Then, the phone rang.

The loud noise snapped all the doctors out of their lull, bringing them all back to reality. Callie, who was the closest to the phone, picked it up and answered it groggily.

"Seattle Grace Emergency." Callie yawned. There was a long pause. Callie's eyes slowly got larger and larger as she listened to the paramedic on the other end of the line. "A-are you sure?" Callie stuttered." Um, yeah. Okay. Okay. See you in 15." Callie slowly hung up the phone, her hands trembling. She looked over at the other doctors, her brow creased.

"What is it Torres?" prodded.

"It was the paramedic from the crash site." Callie said slowly. "They managed to pull the van away to get the person out." She looked slightly disturbed. Mark gave her shoulder a gentle shake, urging her to go on. "They called and said they needed another doctor on the case. They said they needed a pediatrician." Her eyes dropped to the ground.

It took a moment for all of them to grasp what they had just heard. They all just stood there, staring. Suddenly, there was a loud thumping sound. Teddy had dropped the files she was holding on the ground. Bailey gasped, her hand once again going up to cover her mouth. Mark began running his hands through his hair. Nobody said anything.

A kid.

"So, the person who saved April, is a kid?" Derek stuttered, breaking the eerie silence. "That's just...that's..."

"Are they alive?" Teddy said.

"Barely. Barely." Callow whispered. "They said the kid was still alive, but they lost a lot of blood. It will be surprising if they last the ambulance ride."

"Let's hope they do." Bailey looks as if she was on the verge of crying. Obviously she was thinking about her own son, imagining him in that position. "Well, let's page Robbins." Bailey wiped her eyes and stood up straight. "If this is a kid, I want to do everything we possibly can to save them."

"I'll page her." Callie walked off, pulling her pager out of her pocket.

Meredith just stood there, not doing anything. She just couldn't wrap her mind around it. Sure. Mer had done her fair share of heroics, putting her hand on a bomb, offering to be shot. But, this was more than that. What Meredith did, was just plain stupid. What this kid did, it was amazing. How many other people could jump in front of a semi for a complete stranger?

Meredith couldn't do that.

There was another elephant in the room. Who was this kid and why were they outside in the middle of a blizzard? And, even if there was a legitimate reason for being outside, how did they see the semi, but April didn't?

Arizona entered the ER at a run. She was still wearing a scrub cap from the appendectomy she had just performed.

"What"s this page I got about a semi?" She asked no one in particular. Owen looked at Callie and gave her a small nod. Torres understood immediately, and took Arizona's hand. The two began to talk in the corner. Arizona's expressions almost completely mirrored Teddy'

"When should we expect the ambulance?" Derek looked at Meredith, intertwining his hand with was still deep in thought. He looked at her with an intense, blue gaze, trying to decipher what is gorgeous wife was thinking. She was generally a very closed off person, and it was very difficult to get anything out of her. "Mer!"

"Oh. Yeah. What?." Meredith mumbled. She didn't hear his question.

"I asked when the ambulance will get here."

"Right. Well, they called about..." A loud siren interrupted her thought. "Well, right now I guess!" she hollered as she ran out into the snow. Derek followed her with equal speed. FINALLY! Meredith thought as she awaited the rig.

The ambulance came to a stop right as the rest of the attendings made their way outside. The snow was now up to their calves, but none of them seemed to care. All they were focused on was the child in the back of the rig. Lisa, a paramedic, climbed out the front.

"Unidentified female. BP 70/45 and dropping." She yelled with urgency. "Unconscious in the field. Massive blood loss, extensive crush injuries, several broken bones, multiple puncture wounds, and obvious head trauma. " Lisa pulled her feet through the snow, towards the back of the rig. The door swung open and Owen grabbed the end of the gurney. He and the paramedic in the back lifted the stretcher up and placed it on the freezing ground.

They could barely see the patient because there was so much snow. The doctors each grabbed one side of the gurney and carried it inside the ER. They ran in and placed the patient on a bed. They were finally able to fully take in the extent of the child's injuries. None of them were prepared for what they saw.

None of them.

The girl was pale, almost white. Both of her legs were facing the wrong direction. Her leg was bent, and her femur was impaling her abdomen. Several large shards of metal and glass were lodged in her chest, back, arms, and legs. One shard was lodged directly where her heart was. Her left shoulder was popped out of place and her left hand was broken.

That wasn't the worst part.

When Lisa said head trauma, she was serious.

The girl's head was bashed in. The back of her head was dented. It was in the shape of a C. There was a gaping hole above her right ear, and you could see straight to her brain.

That still wasn't the worst part.

The girl could not have been older than 12.