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Enough is enough, a declaration so bold,
When burdens become too heavy to hold.No longer will we tolerate the pain,It's time to break free from this chain.With strength and courage, we reclaim our own domain.
Amory Madden had never fitted in. As a child, she had an above-average sensitivity to the world and an even more outstanding intellectual capacity. As a kid, she was always younger than her classmates, often being bullied for it and her wits. Now, as an intern, even with amazing friends, her social anxiety had never truly allowed her to let her guard down.
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As she walks into the bathroom in the morning, along with Izzie and George, she finds Cristina in the bathtub and Meredith on the floor, both hungover.
"Okay, what did I miss?" The boy asked as Amory poured the girls some water.
"You came into full-on vomit drama. Apparently, she dumped Derek and her? She's been sleeping with Burke." Izzie informed.
"I knew that," George told her, receiving a shocked look.
"Drink up, come on, you'll feel better." The short intern encouraged them, putting some toothpaste onto her toothbrush.
"I feel empty," Meredith muttered.
"Two hours of vomiting will do that to you."
"No... I feel empty."
"You're lucky, I feel pissed off," Cristina commented, laying back on the bathtub.
"Drink some water. I'm going to make you two some breakfast if you want." Amory offered, in an attempt to help.
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"Male, 55, victim of head-in collision." The paramedic informed the group as he took their patient out of the ambulance. "GCS is 3. Skull fracture, multiple internal injuries. His veins blew so we've been pushing meds down the tube. PEA on arrival."
"How long has he been down?" Bailey inquired.
"We've been doing CPR for about 20 minutes, it took fire twenty minutes to get him out of the car. He's pretty much gone."
"No, he's not gone until we say he's gone. O'Malley, take him to a bay and save him."
"But... he's dead." The boy pointed out awkwardly.
"Did you not hear me?!" The woman aggressively asked. "He's not dead until we say he's dead. You know what to do, so do it." The boy looked confused as the woman went on. "Grey, Madden, you're on this too, move."
"But he's dead..." The male intern whispered and Amory pat his back in comfort as they went toward the ER.
