After years of picking up the pieces and trying to fix what was broken, Savannah Peters knew that she needed a new beginning .
Here she is with her two feet stepping into the hopeful unknown.
A story of finding hope and love from the world of Grey's...
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"Mark where are you going?" Derek asked his best friend, who looked distraught and in a hurry to leave.
He watched Mark toss his blue gown inside the bin and when he looked at him, Mark's eyes were filled with worry — that something bad might've happened to Savannah. "I can't just stay here and wait, Derek. I have to go see if she's okay."
"The ambulance left twenty minutes ago. They could be on their way back."
"I don't care Derek, I have to go." Derek knew there was no way he could convince Mark to stay. If it was Meredith, he would've left running to her too.
"Go."
Mark ran to his car, in a hurry to get to her. He needed to see her soon, because his heart and mind won't give him any answers. His thoughts were flooded with the worst case scenarios. Was she okay? Hurt? Was she bleeding? Unconscious? It just made him feel more heavy.
A few moments of driving and his phone rang. It was Derek who was calling.
