New to Seattle

21. Hold the damn baby.

This has been the most painful week of my life, that's saying something with the childhood I've had. Arizona kept telling me i was being dramatic. It has just been so mind numbingly boring. After 2 days of being at home, i tried to sneak into the hospital, just so I could at least watch a surgery. Typically the chief was in the gallery i walked into and sent me home again. On the 3rd day i tried again but this time he got me escorted off of the premises by security. I don't get it i'm not banned from the hospital, Why can't I just watch other people working, i don't have to do the cutting. He told me i needed to heal and spend time away from the hospital, otherwise he would extend my leave, a week is long enough. Arizona isn't making it any easier for me to stay away. She keeps telling me about her awesome surgeries she has done or what other people have done and its driving me insane. I must admit it is good to see her happy again. I just wish I could get there too. I don't feel broken or numb like I was before but something just feels different... something, but i just can't figure out what. To be honest, I think we have all changed in some way since the plane crash. Maybe because we all survived something unthinkable, we all survived hell and back. It was around 8 in the evening, on my 5th day at home. I was laying on the couch, listening to the wind and rain outside, when Arizona arrived home soaking wet.

Arizona- it's really coming down out there.

Shell(laughing)- no shit.

Arizona- oh, shut it you.

Shell- I saw they reported a massive storm is on the way. Do you think it will be all hands on deck at work?

Arizona- I have only come home to shower then i have to go back, so yes definitely.

Shell- do you think that might include me?

Arizona- I cant see the chief turning you away if you just turn up, under the circumstances of course.

Shell- Yes! I'm going to get ready...

With that there was an extremely loud crashing sound from the street downstairs, followed by a complete blackout.

Shell- what the fuck was that?

We both looked towards each other and rushed over to the window to see if we could spot what had happened. The whole street was out of power and there was a truck which looked like it had crashed into the front of our apartment unit. There was debris all over the street.

Shell- looks like we are stuck here for a while.

Arizona- i will try to call it in. Go see if Callie is okay. She was heading home when i left the hospital.

Shell- okay.

I slipped my shoes on and rushed around the corner towards Callie's apartment. As I got to the door I heard a moan of pain coming from inside. Thankfully her door was unlocked so I let myself in. I followed the sounds of moaning to her bedroom door and cautiously let myself in.

Callie- owww, Shell! Get Arizona, I think i am in labour. Owwww

Shell- huh! Okay. I will be right back...

I rushed out the door back towards my apartment shouting for Arizona to come quickly. We rushed back to Callie's apartment to find Callie on the floor at the end of her bed.

Callie- the pain is getting worse, there's something wrong, its too early. I'm only 30 weeks.

Arizona- it's going to be okay, lots of baby's survive at this gestation... (quietly) Grey sit behind Callie and keep her as calm as you can. I'm going to examine her.

Shell- okay...

I knelt leaning against Callie's bed with her leaning on my chest, holding onto both of my hands. I lent my chin on her shoulder and explained to her what Arizona was doing, in a calm voice. Even though inside i was shitting myself.