TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of bomb/bombing, seeing as it follows the events of the series.
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And I feel fine, as we know it, In this ever-changing world, we'll show it. Through ups and downs, we'll stand tall, Embracing the chaos, we'll conquer it all. Together we'll thrive, as we know it, my friend.
The OR was quieter than it would have been if it were a normal day. It was almost silent. Almost. As time passed, the surgeons and nurses in the room grew more and more anxious. The knowledge of an unsteady bomb not far away from them wasn't doing any of them any good either.
"He's got a second bleed under the skull base..." Derek spoke to himself, repeating his words for the third time in that hour. "If I do what the textbooks say, he could lose the power of speech, herniate through the first craniotomy and die. Andi, if I do what I wanna do—"
"It's the same outcome," Amory interjected. "Sorry."
"I've been repeating myself, haven't I?" He asked just as the OR doors swung open. Amory curiously glanced at Cristina when she entered the room, putting a mast over her mouth and nose. "How's it going out there, yang?" Derek asked.
"Everything's fine," Cristina replied. However, Amory seemed to notice something off with the way he spoke.
"How's the girl with the bomb?"
"How's he doing?" Cristina hurriedly changed the subject as though it was taboo to speak about.
"He's almost there. I need suction. Irrigate." Derek requested and Amory immediately followed his order. "That's great." He turned to Cristina once again. "You didn't answer my question, Yang."
"Sir?"
"How is the girl with the bomb?"
Amory looked at Cristina, who stared back at her, her face uncertain and conflicted. "It's Meredith." The brunette finally blurted out. Amory's eyes widened momentarily as her breath caught in her throat. Derek turned his head to the inter, startled. "Th girl with the bomb is Meredith." Goosebumps rose on the back of Amory's neck as she took in the information. How long had Cristina known? She wondered how long they had been hidden in the dark.
All of a sudden, Tucker's heart monitor began to flatline.
"Domn it. We're losing him. Push one of epi." Derek ordered.
Cristina rushed over to give them an extra hand, checking on Tucker's pulse from his wrist. "Thready pulse." She notified.
"Epi in!"
The monitor continued to flatline for a few seconds before Derek jumped into action again. "Nothing. Okay, get me a wet lap." He requested. "We're gonna roll him on three. Okay, let me know when everyone's ready." Everyone immediately started positioning the patient to flip him. "Let's go. We gotta go. Come on! Let's go!"
