Addison's View

Once we got Callie and the twins to Seattle Presbyterian, I rushed to meet Alex and Kallye in the ER. Kallye was unconscious and having contractions. Alex was beside himself.

"Addison what's wrong with her? Addison she's only twenty four weeks, the babies aren't viable." Alex said while I was trying to find fetal heart beats.

"Someone get him out of here." I ordered.

"No way! I'm not leaving. Those are my kids, that's my wife." Alex said fighting the nurse.

"Alex don't make me call security." I threatened as two fetal heart beats filled the room. I couldn't find the girl's heartbeat. Alex reluctantly left without a further fight.

"I need to fix her heart now." Cristina told me. I nodded.

"I need to deliver the girl." I decided. I wasn't sure if she was even alive anymore.

"OR 3 is prepped and ready." A Seattle Presbyterian nurse told us. Cristina nodded to me and we pushed Kallye out of the trauma room, through the ER and to the elevator. Kallye coded twice before I even got the girl out. The girl was hardly breathing and so tiny. I handed her to Seattle Presbyterian's head of Pediatrics and then went to close Kallye up. Cristina was still working diligently on her heart. I made sure the two boys were stable before closing Kallye, then I helped the head of Peds with the girl. About an hour later we had the girl stable and on a vent. She was critical though, and we doubted she would make it. Kallye was in critical condition in the CCU. Carolyn had flown in immediately when she heard about the bombing and was currently glued to Kallye's side. Alex was attached the girl's side. I sighed and found an on call room to crash in.

Two Weeks Later

Callie's View

Mark rocked Cloey gently in his arms. She was beautiful. Mark claimed she was the spitting image of me, but I was convinced she had Mark's nose. Kyson Daniel Sloan was still at the hospital being monitored. He had been born with fluid in his lungs. Addison had put a shunt in to drain the fluid and he'd been doing great ever since. However, he was under observation to make sure he continued to breathe okay, and to make sure that his lungs didn't fill with fluid again. Kallye was still unconscious in the CCU, and the girl Alex had started to call Aubree was hanging on by a thread. Their kids had been spending two nights at our house and two nights at Addison and Derek's. Alex had been furious with Addison for almost an entire week for delivering Aubree so early. It took Addison explaining about ten times that it was what was best for Kallye and the other babies, for Alex to forgive her. Kallye was in a medically induced coma to give her body time to heal. Alex and Carolyn hadn't left the hospital in two weeks, they both refused. Whitney wandered into the nursery, her left arm was wrapped in a light blue cast.

"Pretty." Whitney said pointing to Cloey. I smiled.

"Very pretty." Mark agreed gesturing for Whitney to come closer. Whitney slowly approached Mark and Cloey.

"Tiny." She said after Mark had knelt down to give her a better look at Cloey. Mark nodded. Only Toby knew about Aubree, and it broke my heart to think the Aubree was even tinier than Cloey. Apart from Kallye and Trey pretty much everyone got out of the bombing with only minor injuries. Derek's hand was crushed, my shoulder was dislocated and my radius broken, Kallye was in the CCU recovering from a tear in her heart, Trey was in the ICU recovering from a tear in his liver. Honestly I considered us very lucky.

Addison's View

Jacob came in hobbling, he hated his cast. It was really pitiful and heart breaking to see my baby boy's foot in a bulky green cast.

"Momma cast off." Jacob pleaded. I sighed and shook my head.

"Sorry baby. Not yet." I told him. Jacob whined.

"It hurts." He complained and plopped down on the couch with me. He put his head on my arm and snuggled in close. Derek came in a few minutes later, his hand was still in a bulky plaster cast to allow room for swelling.

"I hate not being able to operate." Derek sighed.

"I need to go in soon and check on Kallye, Aubree, and Kyson." I told him. He nodded.

"Kallye's kids are coming tonight too." Derek reminded me. I nodded. One of the babies kicked.

"Derek come feel." I told him grinning. He put his good hand on my stomach. A smile spread across his face.

"That's awesome." He said. "Is that the boy or one of the girls?" He asked.

"That's baby C's position so that would be one of the girls." I told him. Jacob was fast asleep by now. I carefully slid away from him and stood up. He only shifted slightly in his sleep when I moved. I smiled and kissed Derek on the cheek.

"Be safe." He told me. I nodded and disappeared into the bedroom and changed into some red Seattle Presbyterian scrubs. The hospital had given me privileges to work on Kallye, Kyson, and Aubree's cases. Seattle Grace Mercy West was now under construction and investigation. I drove myself to Seattle Pres and found my way up to the Pediatric ward. I checked on Kyson first. He was wiggling around in his crib and looking around at everything. He had Callie's eyes. He looked so much like her. Really the only Sloan kid that didn't look like Callie was Shelby. Shelby was the spitting image of Mark. Kyson's stats were doing great.

"You can probably go home tomorrow little boy." I told him smiling. I reached in and picked him up. He squirmed at first before settling down. I carried him around for a while before placing him back in his crib. Then I went to check on Aubree. Alex was staring with blood shot eyes at her incubator. She wasn't getting any better. In fact she was declining slowly. Alex glanced up at me.

"I know she's not going to make it, I see her stats falling every day." He told me with tears slipping down his cheeks. "How do I tell Kallye when she wakes up that our baby girl is dead when she didn't even know she was born?" Alex asked. I sat down next to him and cried with him. Kallye was my best friend and like a sister to me. This was going to be an extremely hard recovery for her. The Karev family was being shaken to it's very core yet again. Sadly there was nothing any of us could do to help besides be there for them. After composing myself and calming Alex down I went to check on Kallye and the boys still growing and developing inside of her. When I got to her room I started to check her stats. She was still in a coma and on a ventilator. Her chest rose and fell in a perfect breathing rhythm.

"Hey Kal." I said. I knew she couldn't hear me but I still talked to her. I ran an ultrasound and found that the two boys were developing exactly as they should be. "I'm pretty confident that these two will make it no problem." I told her happily. Cristina came into Kallye's room to check on her heart.

"How are the babies?" She asked.

"Good, how is her heart?" I asked.

"I'm reversing the coma, her heart is doing great." Cristina told me proudly and undid Kallye's IV of coma medication.

"That's awesome." I smiled.

"Now we just wait." She sighed after she had properly disposed of the waste. "How's Aubree?" Cristina asked.

"I don't think she's going to make it." I told her sadly. She frowned.

"How are we going to tell her?" She asked.

"No idea." I admitted sadly.

"She's going to freak out when she wakes up with a tube shoved down her throat." Cristina sighed.

"Can't you take the tube out?" I asked. Cristina shook her head.

"She's not going to be able to breathe on her own yet. Her lungs are still weak." Cristina told me sadly.