Sister, Sister¹

The After Crash

Ivy wakes up in a hospital bed. The last thing she remembers is the woods. She sits up, "Lexie! I need to help Lexie! And Mark! Derek's hand! Arizonas leg! I need to help them."

"Dr. Shepherd, we're helping everyone. I need you to lay back and relax," a doctor tells her.

"I need to see them. I need to help them. If I can get to them, I can help them. Please, let me help them," she fights them.

She sees them insert something into her I.V. before she feels sleepy.

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"No, Hunt. She didn't need to be on that freakin plane! She wouldn't have the burns on her body. She wouldn't be fighting an infection if she wasn't on the plane. They had orthopedic and trauma surgeons in Boise but SHE had to be the one there?" Ivy wakes to Jacksons yelling.

"Avery, I know you're mad-"

"Mad?! Mad! You think I'm mad? I'm furious! Ivy would be fine if you didn't put her on the freakin plane!" Jackson yells again.

She opens her eyes a little and sees Jackson and Owen, "Jacks-"

Jackson hears her and quickly turns around, "Hey, sweetheart. How are you feeling?"

She looks around, "Mark? Lexie? Derek? Ar-"

He holds her hand, "There all here, but, Ivy, Lexie-"

"Lexie died. She was crushed by a plane. I-I couldn't help her. I couldn't do my job. I'm a trauma surgeon and I didn't save her. What is wrong with me?" Ivy asks, not focusing on anything around her.

Jackson glares back at Hunt, "Ivy, sweetheart, you are okay. You did nothing wrong. You tried everything you could. No one could have helped her. No trauma soldier or ortho goddess could have helped her. Don't blame yourself."

She looks at him with a blank face, "I could have. If I only I stood up and tried to help Mark and Cristina lift the plane. I could have helped her. I just wasn't strong enough," she then turns away from him and stares at the wall.

Jackson turns back to Hunt, "Do you see what you did. Because of that stupid plane, she blames herself for something she had no choice in. Then you add on that she might lose her leg if I can't get the infection under control. You did this to her and you did it to the rest of them. This is on you. Leave."

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*Jackson's POV*

I walk into Cristinas room where April, Meredith and Alex are eating, "How are we doing here?"

"Hey, Jackson, you're talking to Sloan, right? Keeping him updated," Meredith asks me.

"Yeah. Not about work stuff, though. He doesn't need that kind of pressure right now," I tell her.

She looks between Alex and I, "What is wrong with you two?"

I look at her, "He's more worried about his little sister that her brother and I had to commit to psych than work."

"I know, I'm just saying, they're fine. They're gonna be fine. Arizonas not gonna lose her leg, Sloans coming back, and Ivy will be out of there in no time. They're all coming back. So let's act like it. They're gonna be fine. We're all going to be fine," she tells us, looking at Cristina.