Flatline ~ Jackson Avery

TWENTY-SEVEN

  "Hey, what are you all watching?" I asked. "Oh my gosh, are those Ellis Grey's operation tapes?" I asked.

"Yep. Do you wanna watch?" Mer patted the spot beside her, and I took the seat.

"So are we all good? Or..." Jackson whispered.

"Oh, please. I am not going to be 'good' for a while, okay? Happy? I'm trying to be nice." I hissed a little too loudly. Jackson was starting to piss me off. I was trying to forgive him, but each time he asked if we were over it, I just got a little angrier.

"Would you two shut up?" April glared at us. "I'm trying to watch one of the world's best surgeons operate, and you two are bickering so loudly you might as well be yelling." She stopped for a moment. "And you know what? Just forgive him, Kylie. He's sorry, and it's been four months since he...cheated."

I scoffed. "You don't know what he did, Virgin Mary." I realized I said that out loud. I never really said anything mean out loud unless I thought it was absolutely necessary.

"Oh, so now it's about my virginity?" She asked. "Bite me."

Then next morning we were all paged to find Bailey. I ran around the hospital, looking for her.

"Oh, hey, are you looking for Bailey, too?" Cristina asked me when she ran into me.

"Yeah." I replied. "Oh! There!" I pointed to the attending and we both ran over, along with April, Jackson, and Alex.

"Why are we all paged?" Alex asked confusedly as we fell in behind Bailey. She was looking for something in the E.R.

"She's going to fire us, isn't she?" April worried.

"For what?" Cristina scoffed.

"Well, there was that patient mix-up in the E.R." Jackson suggested.

"But we weren't all part of it."

"Oh, you should be fired." Cristina said to April.

"Me? You guys didn't update the board."

"That's why she looks so pissed off." said Alex. I watched as Bailey picked up charts and put them down. She was looking for a patient.

"That's not good for it." She mumbled under her breath. "Oh, let me see that chart." She asked a nurse, who handed it over. "No..." Bailey handed it back. Then she went into a trauma room and asked Callie a question. "What've you got?"

"Uh...field amputation with complicated extrications still assessing her multiple crush injuries, but I felt a broken pelvis for sure. Her B.P.'s in the toilet." Callie recited.

"Yeah, this is a gunther." Bailey smirked, nodding.

"Really?" Callie looked at us, frowning. "Can they handle that?"

"Is she doubting us?" Cristina asked.

"I believe so, Dr. Yang." I responded.

"They need a gunther." Bailey chuckled, and the two of them walked out of the E.R. and told us to wait for them.

"What's a gunther?" Jackson asked. We all shrugged and sat on an empty gurney. I wonder if Mer and Der will get to keep Zola. Pretty soon, the two attendings, Callie and Bailey came back and told us to dress ourselves for the amputee.

"We're just supposed to help her?" Alex asked.

"Without you guys?" April added.

"Well, if you want to improve, then, yes." Bailey urged us.