I've Loved and I've Lost

Chapter 63

Danica POV

My heart pounds against my rib cage as I run through the hospital, the worst thoughts floating through my head. This can't be happening. This can't be happening. This cannot be happening! I make it to the E.R, everyone standing outside in trauma gowns. "Where is she?" My voice comes out with a crack. "Where's Callie?" Mark grabs me gently as my body begins to shake. 

"Dani, you can't be on this case," Chief informs me, this knowledge already being aware to me. 

"Why do you have scrubs on?" I question, my attention turning to Mark. "You-you can't scrub in," 

"Fine, but we're in the room," 

"Okay," Chief says simply with a nod of his head. The sound of siren wails catches our attention. I run after the others, my hands shaking as I hold them to my chest. 

"Alright, multiple blunt trauma protocol," Owen informs as the doors open. Arizona is the first one out. 

"Tachycardic and hypotensive en route," She announces, her faces scarred up. "Obvious head and chest injuries," Everyone pulls out the gurney, Callie laying on top of it. 

"Callie, Callie," Owen calls her name multiple times. Everyone's voices start to slowly fade as I take shaky steps back. The sight of Callie reminding me too much of George. Reminding me of the pain I felt when I lost him. Without a second of hesitation, I turn around and throw up. I feel a hand on my back and Mark's muffled voice next to my ear. 

I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand before following Mark and Arizona to the trauma room. Everyone bustles around Callie and I can see people talking but their words aren't clear. "Is there a fetal heartbeat?" My words sound quiet to me but Lucy does look at me, signalling she heard me. 

"Lucy!" Mark yells due to Lucy's unresponsiveness. 

"You three need to back up, against the windows and stay silent," Chief instructs, despite me barely hearing him. My heart thrums in my ears to the point where my head feels like it's throbbing. My hands shake at my sides, the all too familiar feeling running through my blood as I stand and watch as my best friend looks around terrified. My vision blurs as my eyes well, the blurry body on the table looking too much like George's. 

My brain is screaming at me to run. To get out. To get as far away as I can but I do the opposite. I step forward, shrugging Mark's hand off my shoulder as he tries to stop me. I stand in a way that I'm not hindering anyone else. I grab onto Callie's hand, her hand immediately reacting and gripping onto my hand. "I'm here ok?" My voice is choked but firm as I stare into her fearful eyes. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere," Tears trail down my face as my throat feels like it's closing but I don't break eye contact with her. 

I might be scared but she's terrified. I avoid looking at her baby bump, the presence of her baby only making this harder. Everyone's voices are muffled before they quiet down. I break away from Callie's eyes to see everyone looking at Lucy. "There it is! Fetal heartbeat!" 

Thank you God. My head whips around at the monitor as it starts rapidly beating. "V-Fib!" Jackson yells. I look back at Callie and see her eyes closing. 

"Get her on a bag now!" I don't mean to yell but I can't help it. My best friend is dying in front of my eyes. 

"Dani, you have to move," Bailey tries to guide me away but I shrug her off. I feel a pair of hands firmly grip my arms. 

"You have to let them save her," Marks voice is shaky but firm as he tugs me away from Callie. For some reason that breaks me. My knees give out as a sob escapes my lips. I watch as they place the paddles on her chest, her body jolting before everyone looks to the monitor.