Jackson Avery Imagines

1. Emergency

Season: Based on S7 E6 - the shooting documentary episode.

A/N:  italicized paragraphs at the beginning and/or end are like the voice overs in the episodes. Just fluffy jackson, nothing really relationship-y.

Word count: ~2980 oof. don't expect them all to be this long. it kind of got away from me. it's 1AM

Warnings: mentions of death, and a shooting. One slap. Language.
There's a lot of exposition-type stuff before we get to jackson.

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Things never happen the way you think they will or how you plan. Like when I was little - I wanted to be a ballerina. The dream started out good. I took lessons, but stopped when I was in 4th grade. When middle and high school came, I wanted to be a pro soccer player, go to FIFA one day. But after my senior year, I decided I didn't want to play in college. By the time I graduated high school and later college, my final dream was actually realized: being a surgeon. But working in a level I trauma center, especially working in trauma, things rarely go as planned.

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The day starts off like any other day: wild. Shortly after we all arrive and change into our scrubs, a trauma comes in. We all run down to the pit and start taking gurneys as they come. A person with a camera goes to Meredith and Christina and asks them about what they're doing. I forgot they were coming today. A crew from Seattle Medical is here to make a documentary about us and how we're doing post-shooting. It'll air in a couple weeks.

We are within the first few days of having a new security system - due to the shooting - which I think is one of the worst times to have people filming us. We're still getting the kinks out and the alarms go off a little more often than they should. 

After helping with the initial trauma, I begin my day with Karev and Arizona. Our patient, Lily, has a benign  tumor on her trachea. Though benign, it's unfortunately recurring. I make it to the Peds wing and walk by Lily's room, seeing a tube hooked up to her throat to help her breathe.

"What happened?"

"Her numbers bottomed out and we had to do an emergency trach." Arizona tells me.

"Shit. Is she okay?"

"For now. You and Karev are going to to take her in for an MRI. I'll be down later." I nod and go into Lily's room.

We prep her and begin wheeling her that way. Another small crew that's on this floor follows us. 

"Where have you been?" Karev asks me.

"Helping with the trauma that came in."

"You're working to be a peds surgeon. You need to come here when you get here."

I look at the camera from the corner of my eye, then back at him, talking in a low voice, "I got paged. Now is not really the time to have this argument." He eyes the camera too and nods curtly. 

When we get to the MRI room I go into the  booth while Karev explains to Lily what's going to happen and what to do, second-handedly explaining to the cameraman that followed him in as well. He kicks them out and comes out shortly after, coming into the booth with me. 

After she's finished, we take her back to her room and retrieve her scans. After looking at them with Arizona, we go back to talk to Lily's mother. It's not good.

"So you're saying, that if you operate...it's a death sentence, and if you don't operate, it's a death sentence?" she looks at us with sad eyes as tears run down her face. We look at her with sadness and silence. Then, something pops into my head. "Excuse us."