No Time | Grey's Anatomy // Book 1 // COMPLETED |

59 | ♪ Chasing Cars ♪

 Song Featured in Chapter: Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol

"Dr. Sloan, are you almost done here?" Meredith asked as we entered Mark's O.R.

"I'm good in two seconds." he replied, "What's up?"

Meredith swallowed hard, "Um, I'll wait."

"I rocked this mandibular repair." Mark told us, not having the slightest clue of what we were about to tell him, "You'd never know this guy's jaw was broken in five places. I'm somewhat of an artist. Not Picasso, because then his jaw would be on his forehead. But like, uh, Chagall, Michelangelo. I'm Michelangelo. There, done. What do you got?"

Meredith and I just stared back at Mark, not being able to make words. No one had seen it coming...it just...appeared. Like that. In two seconds, everything had spiraled out of control.

"What the hell happened?" Mark yelled as he ran out into the ambulance bay with us.

"Car versus truck. That's all we know." Chief Webber replied.

Mark looked around frantically, "And her injuries. What...the baby?"

"We don't know yet," Derek told him.

"Well, why the-why the hell don't you know?" Mark asked, "Someone get me a trauma gown."

The Chief shook his head, "Mark, you need to sit this one out."

Mark refused, "I'm not sitting this one out. That's Callie. That's my kid."

"Which is why you can't." the Chief explained, "I'm sorry. You can't be a doctor on this one."

"Screw you." Mark huffed as he grabbed a gown, "Screw all of you."

The Chief took a few steps towards him, "Look at me, Sloan. Look at me. 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 that you can help your family is to step back and let the rest of us what you can't rationally do...save their lives. Okay?"

Mark nodded as the ambulance approached, "I'm in the room, you hear me? I'm in the room."

The Chief nodded as the ambulance pulled in, "Okay. Hunt, you're in charge."

Owen nodded as we all rushed for the ambulance, "All right, everyone. Multiple blunt trauma protocol. Let's go."

"Tachycardic and hypotensive en route. Obvious head and chest injuries." Arizona announced as she jumped out of the back of the ambulance, her face cut up and bleeding while she held a grey blanket around herself.

"Callie? Callie." Owen called as the stretcher was pulled from the back of the vehicle with an all too familiar face on it, "We've got you, you hear me? Everything is going to be okay."

"She's hemorrhaging," I said.

Teddy stepped up, "Wait. Hold on. Is that blood coming from her chest?"

"What?" Bailey asked as someone pulled away Callie's oxygen mask.

"Calliope means...means music." Callie gurgled out, blood dripping from her mouth.

"Oh, honey, we're gonna fix you up just fine," Bailey assured her as Arizona and Mark stood close by, horrified.

"Seat belt? Airbags?" Alex asked.

"She took it off," Arizona replied.

♪ We'll do it all ♪

"Maintain c-spine immobilization."

"How are her vitals?"

"Last one was eighty over palp."

♪ Everything ♪

"She lost a lot of blood, too. Make sure she gets lots of fluids."

"Callie, can you blink for me?"

♪ On our own ♪

"Pupils equal and reactive."

"Set up a chest tray."

"Let's get the fetal monitor set up."

♪ We don't need ♪

"I need to hold pressure. Let's go! Come on!"

"Out of the way!"

♪ Anything or anyone ♪

As we moved into the hospital, I learned the full story. Callie and Arizona had been driving out to a B&B as a baby shower gift. Arizona asked Callie to marry her and a truck came out of nowhere. They crashed...and Callie wasn't wearing her seat belt.

♪ If I lay here ♪

"Out of the way! Move!"

♪ If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world? ♪

"Torres, you stay with me." Owen ordered as Callie whimpered and shook on the stretcher, "You got that? You stay with me?"

♪ I don't quite know, how to say, how I feel ♪

"One, two, three." Owen counted as we lifted Callie onto a bed in the E.R.

"Get those I.V. s up," Bailey told us.

♪ Those three words ♪

"Make sure her lines are patent."

"Depressed skull fracture with a probable bleed."

"I'll do a trauma ultrasound."

♪ Are said too much ♪

"Tell C.T. to get ready for her."

"No obvious spinal deformities."

"Hang two bags of O neg."

♪ They're not enough ♪

"But she's A positive."

"Scratch that. Type-specific, A positive."

"Is there a fetal heartbeat?" Arizona asked, "Lucy is there a fetal heartbeat?"

"Lucy!" Mark yelled.

Lucy turned to them, "Give me a minute."

"I want an answer!" Arizona demanded.

"Against the wall and silent. You hear me?" Chief Webber pushed them away from the table.

♪ If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world? ♪

"Sterile drapes and betadine."

"Check Morrison's pouch."

"Temp's thirty-five degrees."

"Keep giving warm fluids so she doesn't get hypothermic."

♪ Forget what we're told. Before we get too bold. Show me a garden that's bursting into life ♪

"Uh, rapid infuser."

"She needs a central line."

"I'll do a subclavian."

"Call upstairs and tell them to prep an O.R." Chief Webber ordered, "Where's that blood?"

♪ Let's waste time, chasing cars, around our heads. I need your grace, to remind me, to find my own ♪

As Callie held her hand out, frantically grasping around, Bailey took it and held it tightly, letting Callie know that we were here and that she would be okay.

♪ If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world? ♪

"This monitor's not picking up."

"Okay, let's switch."

♪ Forget what we're told ♪

"How are we doing with that heartbeat, Lucy?"

"Get some heparin to flush the line."

♪ Before we get too old ♪

"If I'm gonna find a heartbeat, I need everybody to shut up for a second," Lucy yelled over everyone else.

"Everyone, quiet." Chief Webber demanded, "Right now."

♪ Show me a garden that's bursting into life ♪

"There it is. Fetal heartbeat." Lucy announced after a few seconds.

"V-Fib!" Jackson yelled.

"She's crashing."

"Start bagging her."

"Come on. Get her on her back."

♪ All that I am, and all that I ever was, is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see ♪

"Charging to one-twenty. Clear."

"Still in V-Fib."

♪I don't know where, confused about how as well ♪

"All right, charge the paddles to two-hundred."

"Charged to two-hundred."

"Clear."

♪ Just know that these things will never change for us at all ♪

"She's back."

"Get the ambu on."

"Let's move."

"Here we go. Everybody, ready? Grab that. Grab it."

"All right, go, go, go."

As we began to roll Callie out of the room and towards the elevator, I kept silently hoping that she would be okay, which was what everyone else was doing as well. As we gathered onto the elevator, some people got kicked off because there wasn't enough room. As the doors began to shut, the others sprinted for the staircase so they could meet us in the O.R.

♪ If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world? ♪