━━ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐕? 🩺🫀💋
❝ what's love?
it should be about us,
be about trust ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Jackson Avery falls
in love with Sage Chang
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season 7, episode 18 - song beneath the song
⋅──⊱༺ 🩺🫀💋 ༻⊰──⋅
CALLIE AND ARIZONA were supposed to be on their way to spend some quality time together before the baby came when a truck hit them. Arizona was pretty beat up, cuts and bruises covering her body, but she was conscious and could walk. Callie and the baby weren't so lucky. The impact and the fact that she hadn't been wearing a seatbelt had sent Callie through the windshield.
"What the hell happened?" Mark shouted, running to the group of doctors waiting in the ambulance bay. April finished tying on Sage's yellow trauma gown as Owen spoke up.
"Car versus truck. That's all we know," Owen told the plastic surgeon.
And her injuries?" Mark asked frantically, turning from Owen to Derek. "What—the baby?"
"We don't know yet," Derek told his best friend.
"Well, why the—why the hell don't you know?" Mark snapped, his eyes wide, "Someone get me a trauma gown."
"Mark—" Sage began but Webber beat her to it.
"Mark, you need to sit this one out."
"I'm not sitting this one out. That's Callie. That's my kid," Mark insisted, turning to the other doctors.
"Which is why you can't," Webber explained, "I'm sorry, you can't be a doctor on this one."
"Screw you." His eyes scanned over all the doctors, his face bright red.
"Mark—" Owen began but Mark would have none of it.
"Screw all of you." Mark began to put on a trauma gown but Webber stopped him.
"Look at me, Sloan, look at me," Webber said, placing his hands on Mark's shoulders, "Maybe I don't understand what you two have, how you have it, but I understand this, she is your family. Callie Torres and that baby are your family, and the best way to help your family is to step back and let the rest of us do what you can't rationally—save their lives. Okay?"
"Mark," Derek urged.
"I'm in the room, you hear me?" Mark demanded. It wasn't the most ideal thing, but it was better than someone having to restrain him from helping. "I'm in the room."
