Resident Black

007

"How long have I been dead?" O'mally whispered.

The sound of rushing water as all five shower heads beamed down in a steamy fog around the room hiding his face.

Mark Sloan sat on the opposite end of the room. His clothes soaked to his skin he engulfed himself in this trodden sad feeling that George seemed to give off so intensely. "It's been a few years now... your name barely sweeps these halls anymore."

"I've noticed that." He felt himself breathing. He could hear his own heartbeat. He could feel the cotton sticking to his flesh as though his body was actually on the abandoned corridor bathroom floor. "Do you feel like somethings wrong?" George O'mally changed the subject.

"Very much so... but I roam these halls to protect Callie and Arizona you know that. They're the mother's of my child. I'd do anything to keep them safe."

"I don't feel like she's safe anymore Sloan. It's Christina, there's something dangerous about her." He was referring to the sudden changes happening at Grey Sloan Memorial.

The staff cuts, the new technology put in downstairs, the sudden darkness that seemed to be growing from the ground up. Maybe they were sinking. Maybe soon Grey Sloan Memorial hospital would be underground. A place of vile and demented concepts. A place of torture. A place where science and magic combine to consume the world one patient at a time.

Or maybe... he was just being paranoid.

Now that Callie had explained to him that all the bodies were DNR patients who had donated their bodies to science and that all of their vital organs were being donated to people who really needed them, Kevin Quinn's mind was at ease. He rested in his chair looking up at the sky as he watched the snow fall. Winter was his favorite season. Spring is birth, Summer is youth, Autumn is wisdom, and Winter is death. Death represented the passing over to something new. He didn't fear death. He merely feared dying in a place he's only ever felt less than human. Dying at the hands of that which he dedicated his life to fighting against.

A new heart for him means a second chance at life. A life he can spend working towards making sure all those people who were still trapped in the place he escaped got out. A life where he can change the world. He just wouldn't tell anyone his plan.

Callie and Arizona stood nearby.

"Where did we get all the money in the budget for these new changes." Arizona asked her wife.

"Between thinning the staff and my father leaving me everything in his will-"

"Your father passed?" Arizona gasped. "I'm so sorry." Her arms linked behind Callie's back as she pulled her in for a hug. Their puffy coats making that really annoying sound as their fabric slid together in the damp atmosphere of the cold air surrounding them.

"I'll be fine... and so will you Kevin. This clinical trial is almost over." She called over to him.

He smiled back at her watching as they both made their way back over to him. Fresh powder crunching beneath their feet.

Arizona grabbed the handle bars. "You ready to go back in?"

He nodded. The wind howled and as they spun him in the direction of the tunnels he felt the cries of a world in agony. They were leading him right back into that feeling. The uncomfortable feeling that something just wasn't right.

O'mally stepped out into the hall and felt the rush of people as they passed through his invisible essence on their way to where ever they were going. People he had never seen before. Most of them weren't even doctors. Just select staff officials on their way to deposit paper work, find errors in files, and the break room for coffee. His eyes landed on Meredith Gray across the hall.

A woman beyond her time. A woman who looked around at the 'New' and called it 'Unnecessary.'

For the first time since Christina arrived they spotted each other. "Christina! There you are... where have you been it's been three days, you never even had lunch with me the other day."

"I'm sorry Mer' I've been working with Callie on her latest Clinical trial I got caught up."

"Callie's doing a clinical trial?"

"She is the Chief Meredith."

"Okay... you weren't here were you... you don't know what she did."

George needed to do something and fast. If Christina found out that Callie did a failed Whipple on a heart without being cleared to do so in the middle of a standard bone repair surgery he feared Christina might deem Dr. Torres a hazard and get rid of her.

Looking over he spotted Dr. Bailey. An odd thought crossed his mind and he decided to reveal himself but only to her. Dr. Bailey paused in her tracks dropping her coffee which splattered onto several new attendings. She let out this shrill scream just as he vanished from sight again. The way he was looking at her. The energy she felt. The destruction she suddenly sensed all around her. She just wouldn't stop screaming.

Meredith and Christina raced over to her.

Dr. Gray placed her hands on the shorter woman's shoulders and calmed her down by saying. "It's okay... it's alright. Tell me what's wrong."

"I must be going crazy..." She whispered. "O'mally... he was standing right there... looking right at me."

Christina's heart dropped and she took a deep breath looking around.

"Everyone go back to every day business this doesn't concern you." Meredith gave them her signature glare causing the interns who were staring to turn and run.

"Maybe you've been working too hard Dr. Bailey." Christina suggested. "You should go home and be with Tuck..." She gave a half smile in her attempt to be kind.

But when Bailey looked into Dr, Yang's eyes she saw an evil much scarier than she felt from 007's mysterious appearance. She even considered the possibility that the woman before her had made a deal with the devil himself. Or maybe I should say... herself.