All kinds of staff of the hospital stood and sat waiting for some kind of news. As the story got around the hospital, more people began to arrive.
"What happened? There was a shooter?" She asked panicked as she rounded the corner.
"Yeah, in the ER," Callie told her getting up from her seat to go towards her.
"Are they still her?" Arizona asked, her voice shaking.
"No, security and the police got on it really fast," she said trying to comfort Arizona, "someone must have seen him before it happened."
"Was anyone hurt?" Arizona asked as she began to calm down a bit.
"Hanna," Callie told her, the fear rising in her chest again, "she's in surgery with Bailey, Meredith and Maggie, she got three to the chest and abdomen."
"Shit," Arizona mumbled as she sat down on the nearest flat surface.
"Has anybody called Jackson?" Teddy asked as she leaned against the wall staring at the floor, "he'll wanna know."
"And her dad," Callie added, "doesn't she have sisters as well?"
"Yeah, she has two," Amelia said speaking for the first time since she sat down, "I'll call her dad, tell him what's going. He'll tell her sisters."
"Okay, you want me to call Jackson?" Callie asked.
"Yeah go ahead," Teddy said pushing herself off of the wall, "we'll come get you if there's any news."
Waiting was the hardest part. The limbo in which you live in in those few hours is torture. While Hanna O'Reilly was in that OR she was like schrodinger's cat. Is she alive? Or is she dead? They wouldn't know for sure until she came out of it.
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FanfictionA young doctor has comes to the Grey-Sloan memorial hospital, old nicknames return and drama it caused when Dr. Hanna O'Reily starts working with the doctors of Grey-Sloan.
