𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗘, greys anatomy

readiness is all.

ch 22. readiness is all.
time skip | year six | seventeen

Amelia returns to the sister house to find charlotte sitting alone on the porch swing, "charlie? what are you doing here, i thought you were out with—"

charlotte looks up at amelia revealing a black eye and split lip, scratches littering her face. a suspicious red handprint lingers over her right eye. "can i stay here? please?" she asks with a shaky voice.

amelia freezes in her tracks, staring in concern at the injured teenager. she blinks, snapping out of her sudden shock, "of course, yeah. come in."

charlotte follows the doctor inside, taking a seat on the couch as the latter retrieves an ice pack. the teen accepts it gratefully, wincing as she holds it to her injured face. she flinches slightly at the cold and pulls it away briefly.

amelia gently guides the ice pack to
its previous spot and places a comforting hand on the teenagers back, "what happened?"

charlotte sniffles, "we were arguing," she speaks, regarding the 'slightly' older boy she had recently begun seeing, "he kept saying that he couldn't trust me, that i was a liar, that—that," she breaks off in tears, unable to continue explaining.

"he hit you." amelia concludes angrily.

charlotte lets out a sob, covering her mouth with the hand not holding the ice pack. "it just got so bad."

amelia rises from beside charlotte on the couch, gently moving the teens legs up onto the furniture and easing her back to lie down.

"i don't know what's gonna happen now," charlotte stresses.

"nothings gonna happen." amelia grabs a blanket draped over the couch and lays it over the distraught girl. "you're safe here."

amelia grabs a pillow from the other end of the couch and tucks it under charlottes head. "alright, you're safe here. you just need to get some sleep, alright? just try and sleep." she stands back up, grabbing her keys from the coffee table. "if you need anything, i'll have my cell."

charlotte sits back up, calling after amelia as the surgeon races to the front door of the house. "where are you going?"

amelia doesn't respond. charlotte continues to call, "amelia, what are you gonna do?" the doctor grabs her coat and shrugs it on, shutting the front door behind her.

Amelia stands in a trauma room with dr koracick as he shines a light into the eyes of gavin; the boy charlotte had been seeing as of late.

"what happened?" an intern asks, looking through gavin's scans.

"what does it look like?" amelia retorts rather dryly.

koracick asks his intern, "what do you see?"

"like someone super messed him up."

koracick stands up straight from leaning over the patient, "talk like a doctor."

"um, temporal bone fracture with an epidural hemorrhage." the intern answers.

"and how soon does the bleed need to be evacuated?"

the intern turns to the surgeon. "like yesterday."