"Can we just stay home and in bed all day?" Jackson asks Ivy, who was reading over some protocols to go over at the next board meeting.
"No. We're board members and fellows. We can't just take the day off," Ivy laughs at him.
He traces patterns on her stomach, kissing along her arm, "Can I convince you? Cause I can be very convincing."
As they start to make out, Ivys phone buzzes. Jackson whines as she pulls away to check it, "Oh, knock it off, you big baby. Gas tanker slammed into an S.U.V. on the I-5. There's a huge pileup. Oh, there's going to be so many traumas."
She is up and getting dressed before Jackson could try and convince her to stay. He groans before getting up as well.
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Ivy skips up to the other attendings as Hunt tells them, "The tanker did not blow."
"Don't look so disappointed. And people worry about my enthusiasm for traumas," Ivy scoffs.
"Yes. Because it is concerning the amount of joy you get from breaking bones," Derek tells his little sister.
Ivy throws a gown at his head as the other attendings laugh and follow her out to the ambulance bay.
"Cam Miller, restrained passenger in a vehicle t-boned on its side. Vital signs stable. G.C.S. is 14. He's been disoriented," the paramedic opens the doors and immediately, they all start gagging, "Yeah, the tankers been leaking gas all over the road. We did a primary decontamination on scene, but we had to get him outta there."
"Okay, no open flames, no smokers, no use of cauteries. We need to be safe and smart," Ivy warns, going with Cam.
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Ivy leaves Cam with Webber and Bailey as she looks over the E.R., "Shepherd, how we doing?"
Hunt comes over with a little boy, "Well, take a look. From ambulance arrival, this entire intake took less than 22 and a half minutes. Our new E.R. works and beats our previous record of 30 minutes."
"Wouldn't expect anything else from you," then a booming sound happens and the building shakes.
"What was that?!" Ivy asks.
"The tanker must have blown," as soon as he says that, Ivy heads towards the desk to tell them to prepare more beds.
Ivy then sees a man on fire, "Um, and let's call the burn unit. We're gonna need a gurney."
The nurse nods in agreement.
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Owen and Ivy stand together at the front of the E.R., "Listen up everyone. We're gonna be receiving more patients. Buckle up and get ready, it's gonna be a long day."
With that, Ivy meets the next stretcher, "Elyse Cruse, 37 weeks pregnant, hypotensive in the field, with abdominal bruising and second degree burns on her right arm."
"Page O.B., Kepner. This one's yours," Ivy calls before stepping away.
She doesn't have time to think about it. Now is not the time. But those burns are so similar to hers. But it's not her, it's a pregnant woman that needs the best care. She isn't in any form to help that woman at the level she needs. Ivy shakes her head, gathers herself and heads back into the E.R.
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Sister, Sister¹
FanfictionBeing the youngest of 6 kids isn't easy, its especially harder having them all be doctors. Ivy Shepherd is in her 3rd year of residency when her hospital merges with another, bringing her to work with the older brother with the even bigger career. T...