Grey's Anatomy+ Twilight

Another Surgery....

“So...” Addy says, not knowing what to say.

“We're going to go see the others so you can talk.” Mom says, hugging me and Addy as everyone else leaves. Once they are all gone, I turn back to her and go sit down beside her.

“I thought you'd never wake up. I was so worried.” I said, holding back the tears.

“Well, you don't have to worry anymore. I'm okay.” She said

“No, Addy. You're not okay. You had a bleed and a swelling in your brain, and a torn pericardium! So don't say your okay because you're not! You could've died and I would've lost you.” I yell, crying now.

“Your right. I'm not okay. I'm sorry.” She says, crying too.

“Don't be. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I'm sorry.” I say, wiping my tears.

“Come here.” She says, scooting over and patting the bed, signaling for me to lay down with her. Once I lay down, she pulls me into a hug and we stay like that a while, drifting off to sleep. When I wake up, I see that she's already awake and Amelia, along with Charlotte are in the room, checking on Addison. When they see I'm awake, they smile at me.

“How am I doing?” Addison asks them.

“better than you were earlier.” Charlotte says, making Addison smile and hug me. When she's hugging me, I look at Amelia and Charlotte and see them exchange a look.

“We'll be back later.” Amelia says, turning and leaving. I decide to follow them out. When I get outside and close the door, they turn towards me, ready to talk.

“What are you not telling her?” I ask, serious.

“We thought it'd be best not t-”

“I don't care what you thought it'd be best to do! I want to know what you didn't tell her.” I yell, mad.

“We have to go back in. The suture we used to sew the pericardium opened. It won't last much longer until-”

“Until she bleeds out.” I say, finishing the sentence. I was so shocked that I backed up and slid down the wall. They both slide down on either side of me and we just sit there for a few minutes.

“We have to tell her.” I said, breaking the silence.

“You're right. I'll do it.” Amelia says, getting up.

“No. I will. This whole thing was all my fault so it should be me.” I say, getting up, along with Charlotte.

“This wasn't your fault. Don't say that.” Charlotte says, rubbing my back.

“Yes it was. They were on their way to see me and Lilly when they got in the wreck.” I explain, crying.

“Bella, I don't care where they were going. It could've happened on their way home for all we know.” Amelia says, trying to calm me down.

“But it didn't! It happened on their way to mine.” I shout, crying harder.

“And now we have to accept that it happened.” Charlotte says, hugging me to her.

“I guess. But I still blame myself.” I said, finally calming down and wiping my tears.

“Come on. We'll tell her together.” Charlotte says, pulling out of the hug. As I wipe my tears, they both put their arms around my shoulders in a loving way, as we get ready to open the door. When we go in, Addison smiles at us, but it fades away when she sees our expressions.

“Just say it. What's wrong?”She asks, confused.

“The suture I used to sew your pericardium is opening. It won't be long until it's completely open and you bleed out. We have to go back in.” Charlotte explains to her, looking down. When Addison hears this, her expression turns to sadness.

“Dammit.” She says, looking down.

“Addy, I'm SO sorry. This is all my fault.” I say, going over and sitting on the edge of her bed.

“No. It isn't. The idiot who hit it, it was his fault. Never say it was your fault EVER again.” She says, pulling me into a hug.

“So. When am I scheduled for surgery?” She asks Charlotte, once we finish hugging.

“In three hours. You can't eat anything else until after wards.” She explains to us.

“OK. I guess I should go tell everyone else what's going on then.” I say, getting up and leaving the room. As soon as I get in the hall, I look down, fighting back the tears as I walk to the waiting room to tell everyone.

“What is it?” Sam asks, standing up.

“The suture Charlotte used to sew Addy's pericardium opened a little. If they don't operate soon, she'll bleed out. Charlotte's going to operate in three hours.” I explain, as Mark comes over pulls me into his chest while I cry.

“This is all my fault. I shouldn't have agreed to let them come see me and Lilly when they got off.” I say, crying even harder.

“Look at me. This isn't your fault. It never was. It could've happened to anyone anywhere. Don't blame yourself.” Mark says, trying to calm me down.

“Can we see her before surgery?” Sam asks.

“Yes. Anyone of us can. But remember, her surgery's in three hours.” I tell them, looking at everyone as they head towards her room.

“Are you coming?” Derek asks, worried.