From the Heart

- C H A P T E R 1 2 -

And the story continues...

"Yes, thank you... Yes, we'll be there in about 4 hours... Yes... Yes... Okay, bye," Amelia hung up the phone. Around here were five people staring at her with hopeful eyes, but she had nothing to give. Not a thing.

Dell, Pete, Sheldon and Cooper decided to stay back at the practice, so they wouldn't have to close fully for, well who knew how long. So, now it was Sam, Naomi, Violet and Charlotte coming along and supporting Amelia and Addison.

"So, tell me who exactly is this Abigail Sloan?" Charlotte asked the group. She had never met the girl and knew little about their lives before they joined the practice, the same with Violet.

"Abs is my sister," Amelia started. "Not by blood, but uhm... her mother was pregnant when their apartment blew up and she was already basically dead when she came into the hospital. So, they had to deliver the baby at just twenty-seven weeks. The mother didn't make it, but the baby did. Nobody knew where Mark and Abi's father was so our family took them in."

Amelia took a sip of her water. "She's the only sister I can relate to in any way." She had no idea what had happened to her little sister or what was going on now. She just knew something must've been very wrong.

Just before, she had called Mark who told her that it wasn't good, but he wouldn't tell her why. She just heard his voice shaking and trembling and that's when she realized it might not only be 'not good', it was probably terrible.

"And why did they ask for you?" Charlotte asked Addison.

"I- I was married to Amy's brother and I've been in a relationship with Abi's brother." She stumbled over her words. Her past relationships weren't her proudest moments, but she got through it. Well, at least she was trying to.

"At the same time," Amelia added, laughing. The others however looked between the two sisters with big eyes and a gaping mouth. "Whoops, wasn't I supposed to tell that? That's too late now, what a bummer."

There was no time for the others to give any type of reaction, because the plane was boarding and they needed to get on.

They took up an entire row. On one side you had Naomi, Addison and Sam, and on the other side, Violet, Amelia and Charlotte.

"So, what's this Abigail girl like?" Charlotte asked Amelia.

Her face lit up, she loved talking about her favorite sister. "She is very smart and witty, she is hilarious and drop-dead gorgeous. I mean if you think about it, it's not funny at all, nor is it fair. She's got everything. Well, except for loving parents," she snickered.

"Why'd your parents take her in?" Now it was the practice's shrink that asked the question.

"Mark, her brother, was seventeen at the time and best friends with my brother. The guy basically already lived with us and never saw his parents, because, well, that's a story for another time. He didn't even know she was pregnant until the day he got the call from the hospital that his mother was admitted with untreatable burns and that she was going to get an emergency c-section. The woman hadn't made it through surgery, but his sister did. Well, barely, I mean twenty-seven weeks for a baby isn't great, but she made it. They had nowhere left to go, so my family took him in." Amelia explained.

Amelia had loved helping raise Abigail. She loved her with all her heart and it was only her little sister of all the sisters that she cared for. She didn't like the other ones too much, just tolerated them, but Abs meant the world to her.

"I thought your family lived on the east-coast," the blonde on her right asked. "Then why are we going to Seattle?"

"Because she is doing her internship there." She hadn't heard about that until after Abigail had accepted the spot at the program. She had begged her little sister to come to LA and do her internship there, but she did understand it when the girl argued for her case. Abs wanted to build a relationship with her brother and wanted to be closer to Derek, who was her biggest help and protector in the world. As much as Amelia didn't like it, she had to admit that Derek meant more to Abs than she did.

After 4 hours they finally arrived at the hospital. Amelia and Addison walked up to the front desk and asked a nurse to page Dr. Webber who had asked them to come over. But the chief had already approached them before the woman could do so.

"Richard," Addie breathed out. "What's going on?"

"Come with me," he gestured. The group of people followed him up the stairs to the cardiology wing. "There's been an issue."

"What kind of issue?" Amelia asked him.

"You need to promise you won't get mad, anyone involved has already been punished."

"Just tell us," the redhead lost her mind.

"She had a different resident today. One who was testing her limits in ways he should not have. He didn't give her a moment of rest, nor a chance to consume any type of drink or food. And she..."

"Had a spell," Addison whispered.

"A what?" Sam asked.

Addison ran her hand through her hair while she turned to the rest of the group. "Because she was such an early preemie, she was born with Tetralogy of Fallot. She had a corrective surgery, but nothing could ever fully heal her, except for a transplant. The lack of food and the excessive stress triggered her and caused a blue spell."

"But there is more," Richard added. All their gazes turned back to Seattle Grace's Chief of Surgery. "She has a leaking valve and she flatlined. So, we rushed her into surgery to repair the valve. She flatlined another three times during surgery." The man's face fell.

"Richard..." Amelia said.

"Dr. Hann did everything she could," he added.

"Richard..."

"But it won't be enough, not for long."

"She- She's still a- alive?" Addison asked.

"She is-"

Everyone let go of their holding breaths. "Oh thank God."

"But we don't know for how long."

"What do you mean?" Naomi asked the man.

"She needs a transplant, and soon, if she wants to have any chance to survive this."