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Daphne Torres, younger sister of Calliope Torres and young genius. When the famous playboy plastic surgeon comes to town, everything changes. But will it be for the better, or for the worse?
[greys s2/3 - ?]
[mark sloan x oc]
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3x16 & 3x17 (⚠︎panic attack⚠︎)
On the second floor of Seattle Grace Hospital sits a young Latina intern, her head lying on the tile wall as her ring fingers tap on the tile floor.
"Is she okay?"
The rest of the interns stand at the doors to the hallway to Meredith's hospital room, "Is she alive?"
With those words, the hazel eyes of Daphne snap to her friends bodies, "I'm alive. I just don't want to talk. I can not talk."
"I feel like my heart is in my stomach. I feel like my brain is scrambled into puzzle pieces that can fit. I feel lost Izzie. So please, stop whispering about me a-and just s-stop."
She starts to shake as tears form in her eyes, she starts to shift on the ground, suddenly very uncomfortable. She looks back up at her friends with wide eyes, "G-get Ma-Mark or Call-Callie."
Christina gets up, running to find her friends' loved ones. Finally she finds them together, chatting, "Mark, Callie, Daphne needs you guys."
Mark and Callie jump up, rushing through the hospital with Chris behind them. Finally they come across a shaking Daphne.
"Doll? Are you okay Daph?"
The young girl looks up into Mark's blue eyes, "I-i think I'm h-having-g a-a pa-anic attack." Mark looks to Callie alarmed, not knowing what to do.
Callie let's out a shaky breath and sits down next to her sister, laying her head on her shoulder, lightly caressing her sisters face, "I'm here Daphne. I'm here."
Tears start to leave Daphne's eyes as she whispers out, "Meredith could be dead right now. My best friend might be dead right now."
Mark sits down next to the Torres sisters and holds Daphnes hand, "She's a Grey, nothing can kill her. She'll be here far longer than any of us."
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In a hospital room, lays a certain blonde with her friend laying on her lap. As the morning sun rises, Meredith eyes open, her head turning to the weight on her lap, "Daphne?"
It had been a couple hours since she had woken up, but Daphne hadn't visited her due to the panic attack she had hours prior. Mark and Callie were to scared of what might happen, but now that Meredith is definitely okay, they let her visit her.
"Daphne?"
The young latina's head shot up as she heard the voice of her blonde best friend, "Mere?!"
Daphnes face broke out into a smile as she wrapped her arms around Meredith, "Ay, dios mio! Thank you, thank you!"
Meredith chuckled as she watched her friend thank the lord, "Daphne? Are you okay?"
Daphne chuckled and held Meredith's hand, "Yeah, you um you just scared me earlier. I thought you died."
Meredith smiled and squeezed Daphnes hand, "I'm not leaving you that easy."
"So... tell me, did you see god? Or.. better yet, is god a women?"
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Hey y'all sorry this chapter is short! How's y'all's summer going? I just went to the city for my birthday and got some cute shit!
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