Sarah vs the world | Greys anatomy

part five.

"Good morning Sarah!" Someone said, walking into my room, I recognized their voice but I couldn't tell who it was. I stretched and looked up to see who was there. Amelia? "Hey" I said smiling, barely awake. She jumped up into my bed next to me. I squealed a little. "Okay, so I was wondering if you want to spend the day with me again? I already asked Derek and Meredith and they said it's okay, but it's up to you." Amelia said, she was talking super fast, I could hardly understand her. "Yeah!" I replied, my voice raspy because my seasonal allergies are kicking my butt right now. Amelia started to feel my head. "Are you okay? Your voice is raspy. Does your throat hurt?" Amelia asked, going 90 mph, as usual. "I'm fine, it's just allergies." I replied. "Oh, Okay, you should probably go take a Fexofenadine." She replied. What the heck is that!? I just stared at her with a blank stare. "Oh" she said with a giggle. "I meant Allegra sorry" she said, still giggling.

"Sarah hurry up!! I need to use the bathroom!!" Zola yelled, banging on the bathroom door. I've only been in the shower for like 3 minutes. "Okay, I'm hurrying!" I yelled back. I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me. As soon as I opened the door, Zola fell into the ground. I giggled, then asked if she was okay. She started laughing too. "Yeah I'm fine" she replied, still laughing.

      I went into my room to get dressed. My bed is made, I didn't make it, maybe Meredith did? I chose out an outfit and got dressed.

        As I opened my door Amelia was standing right in front of it about to knock. I didn't expect to see her there, so my natural reaction was to scream. "Sarah!! Why are you screaming?" She asked. "You scared me!!" She laughed at my response. "Anyways,  are you ready to go?" She asked. I nodded up and down. "Bye guys, love you!" I said, walking out the door. I ran to the car and got in the passenger seat.

I'm so nervous, I have no clue why, I've been to the hospital so many times. My leg is bouncing and I can't stop picking at my cuticles. I feel like I'm gonna throw up, omg, what if it's not just allergies, what if there's something actually wrong with me? God, why am I thinking like this? Amelia looked over at me. "Are you okay?" She asked. How do I respond?? Do I tell the truth, and probably embarrass myself, or do I just nod and say mhm?? Tears started streaming down my face. Why am I crying? I look down at my hands, I'm shaking so much. I cant breath, am I dying? What if I'm dying? Amelia said something, but I couldn't understand her. At this point I'm gasping for air. Amelia pulled over the car. She grabbed my hand. "Sarah" she said calmly. "Take a deep breath. Breath in, and out" I did as she said, she continued to hold my hand. "You alright?" She asked. "Yea" I said, I sniffled a bit. She continued to hold my hand for the rest of the drive to the hospital.

"Annnddd we're here!" Amelia said, pulling into a parking space, at the hospital. "C'mon let's go!" She said excitedly, practically jumping out of the car.

"I have to do a consult, do you want to come with me or do you wanna wait in the waiting room till I'm done?" Amelia asked. "I'll come with you" I replied. "Okay, let's go!!" She said happily. "Elevator or stairs?" She asked. "Stairs!" I replied. "I knew you were gonna say that." She said with a giggle.

      "Hi Mr.Davis! This is my friend Sarah, she'll be helping me out today." Amelia said as we walking into the room. "Okay sweetie." The man said with a southern accent. "Say, are you one of those interns? You sure look mighty young." He asked me. "No, I'm Dr.Shepherd's niece, sorta. I just came to work with her today." I replied with a small smile. "Oohh. You aren't gonna operate on me are ya?" He said with a small chuckle. "Nope, I don't think a 12 year old with barely any medical knowledge could be trusted in the O.R" I said, laughing. Amelia let out a giggle at my response. Amelia looked at his files and scans. "Okay, so it looks like you have a mid-sized tumor on your pre-frontal cortex, which explains why your daughter said you have no impulse control. The pre-frontal cortex controls all of that stuff. I'd like to schedule your surgery asap. I think I could get an O.R at around 5, I'll have to check for sure. Is your daughter still here? We can push it back one to two days if needed." He looked over at Amelia and said "do whatever you need to, I just want to feel better. I can call my daughter in a few minutes and let her know what's going on, and when she comes will you explain everything to her in more details please?" He sounded sad, I felt bad for him. "Yeah, of course!" Amelia said, understandingly. "Okay, we'll be back in about an hour. See you later!" Amelia said with a comforting smile as we left the room.

"Follow me" Amelia said, leading me to a conference room. We walked in and it was empty. "What's going on?" I asked. "I want you to be honest with me." Amelia said. "Am I in trouble?" I asked. "No no no. You're not in trouble." She replied. My leg started bouncing, I tried to stop it but I couldn't, even with my foot flat on the floor, it wouldn't stop. "Are you okay? Seriously." Amelia asked. That got me. I fell into her arms, crying like a baby. Sobs racked through my whole body uncontrollably. "Shhh it's okay" Amelia whispered slowly swinging side to side, holding my head. "I'm sorry" I let out, I feel bad for throwing myself on her. "No baby it's okay" she said, her voice was soft and comforting. "You wanna talk about it?" She asked. "It's just all too much" I replied, tears heavily streaming down my face. "Both of my parents are dead, and there's nothing I can do about it, I feel like it's all my fault" I said. "Nothing is your fault Sarah. Stuff happens, it's life, but some things impact your life more than others. It's okay to be upset about it, you have every right to. I know how you feel, I lost my dad at a young age too, you have no idea how much that impacted me." I looked up at her and looked into her eyes. "Really?" I said. "Yeah, But this isn't about me honey." She replied. I cried some more, I couldn't stop. I was just laying in her lap sobbing, and she was holding me. I finally got some control over myself, I sniffled. "You're the best aunt in the whole world" I said softly. She hugged me.

She stood up from the chair and helped me up. She wiped the tears off my face. "Come on, we have some work to do." She said with a soft smile.

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A/n: Omg I'm so sorry I haven't updated in like 5 months I honestly forgot about this. I'll try to update again soon.
Also,
I have a question- would y'all like more writing about Sarah dealing with both her parents' deaths??