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Flight to Russia

Chloe's POV:

An hour later I sneaked into the on-call room, making sure nobody had seen me.

Only a few minutes later Doctor Avery got there as well. "Are you ready?", he wanted to know from me and handed me one of those doctor outfits, "Wear this."

After I had changed clothes I was ready to go. "Okay, this is the plan...as soon as we leave this room, we'll rush into the elevator to the left. We'll go all the way up to the roof, where the jet is waiting. You'll hop in and you'll be flown to New World Hospital in Russia. The heart is ready to be picked up so when you are there you just need to ask for...", he began but I interrupted him:
"Jackson, I know how to get a transplant. I've been a doctor for quite a few years even if I'm not working here anymore."

He raised one of his brows and I slowly started opening the door. No one was on the hallway. "Go", I whispered and the two of us ran to the elevator. I pressed the button and nervously waited for it to open.

When we reached the last floor, the roof of the building, we got out and my red hair was blowing in the wind.
"There you go", the man shouted and pointed to the small airplane, "Be safe and text me when you get back. I'll be here to make sure nobody sees you."
I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, Jackson", I said and gave the young doctor a hug. "No need to thank me. I will have to thank you", he responded.

I jumped into the machine and put on my seatbelt.

The flight took several hours and all I could think about was Beca. I needed to save her. I needed to have her in my life.

When I arrived at the russian hospital I stepped into the elevator down to the first floor where the reception was.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Beale. I'm from Grey-Sloan Memorial Hospital in Seattle and I'm here to pick up the transplant for Miss Beca Mitchell", I introduced myself. The woman sitting behind the counter looked at me in confusion. "No English?", I asked and took a deep breath. The woman made a weird face shook her head.
"Ugh", I muttered and turned around.

After ages of asking around this place I finally held the box with the transplant in my hand.

On my flight back I texted Jackson.

Me: I'll be there in a few hours
sent 3:35pm

The jet landed and I hopped off, approaching the male doctor, who had been waiting for me.
"Hey, did it go well?", he wondered and I nodded. "Here", I replied and showed him the white box. "I'm glad, Chloe. As soon as we reach the third floor, right into the on-call room okay?", Doctor Avery made clear and we made our way to the lift.

"Will you bring Beca into the OR immediately?", I wondered when I changed back into my normal clothes.
"No, the earliest her surgery can take place is tomorrow morning. She has to stay strong one more night", he explained.

"But what if she doesn't make it through the night?"

Hey, do you still like it? I'm not really proud of this chapter :/ It took ages to write and it doesn't have anything special :(
And yes I'm aware of the fact that a flight from Seattle to Russia usually takes way longer :)
Thank you