PLAYING WITH FIRE

Chapter 48: Grey Sloan Memorial

But Maya didn't respond, her eyes remained shut tight. The only sound she made was another soft moan.

Andy risked a glance at Maya, her expression creased with worry. "She's not responding. Do you think she can hear us?"
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Megan, her own fears mirroring Andy's, didn't take her eyes off the road. "I don't know. But we can't lose hope. She's strong, she'll pull through."

Andy fidgeted in her seat, the weight of worry pressing down on her chest. "What if she doesn't wake up? What if there's permanent damage? Or worse, brain damage?"

Megan, ever the voice of reason, tried to console her friend. "Andy, don't think like that. We can only deal with what's in front of us. We'll cross the bridge when we get to it. Right now, we just need to get her to the hospital. And we will."

She hit the gas even harder, the car's speed increasing as they closed in on Grey Sloan.

As they sped towards the hospital, a police car pulled up behind them, its lights flashing.

Andy saw it in the rearview mirror and muttered under her breath. "Damn it. We don't have time for this."

Megan was equally frustrated, but she knew they couldn't afford to get held up. She groaned in frustration. "Great, just what we need."

They pulled over on the side of the road, and a young police officer, Officer Ryan Tanner, approached the car. He looked stern but concerned. "Do you know how fast you were going?"

Megan rolled down her window, her tone tense. "Listen, officer, I know we were speeding, but we have a situation here. We need to get to Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital. Our friend is injured and needs medical attention urgently."

Officer Tanner looked at Megan, his gaze softening a little. He could see the panic in their eyes and the concern etched on their faces. "Whoa, whoa, take it easy. Can you tell me what happened?"

Andy quickly filled him in on the situation, her words coming out in a rush. "Captain Maya Bishop, a firefighter, sustained a head injury at home. She's unconscious, and we're bringing her to Grey Sloan for treatment. We need to get there now."

Officer Tanner nodded, clearly conflicted between his duty and the obvious emergency. He looked at the unconscious form of Maya in the back seat, the blood-soaked cloth pressed against her forehead. His eyes flickered back to them, and he made a decision. "Alright, I'm letting you off with a warning this time. But I'm escorting you to the hospital. Drive fast but safely."

Despite the dire situation, Megan couldn't help but feel a flicker of relief. "Thank you, officer. We appreciate it."

As Officer Tanner hurried back to his car, they pulled back onto the road, the police car's siren blaring as it cleared the path for them.

The drive to Grey Sloan was a blur of lights and sirens, the cityscape flying by in a haze.

In the backseat, Maya stirred occasionally, but never regained consciousness. Each time she moved, Andy's and Megan's hearts leapt into their throats.

As they pulled up to Grey Sloan Memorial, the familiar ambulance bay came into view, packed with medical personnel. The lights above the bay gleamed, casting a sterile glow over the chaos.

Megan parked the car, the engine shuddering to a halt. Andy wasted no time, hurrying to the back door and opening it.

As they emerged from the car, the sight that greeted them was a regular meeting of the Grey-Sloan Memorial team.