falling for you [m.s.]

seventy two

"you made it all the way home from iraq alive and now there's this guy with his people-shooting hat on right here in a hospital wich is the safest place in the world." gwen says to owen as they wheeled the patient down the hall.

they walked down the hall until owen stops when he saw a dead doctor on the ground.

"oh, my god." gwen gasps.

owen kneeled down to search for a pulse.

"he's dead." owen confirms. "we can't go to the icu. we stay here, we're sitting ducks. we're taking this patient out of here."

"who are you calling?" gwen asks as owen grabbed his phone.

"911." he replies making gwen nod.

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gwen brought their patient outside with owen. both raised their hands at the police officers.

"we got a gsw straight from the o.r, he's still critical." owen explains.

"let's get him to the paramedics." one of the officers shouts.

"have you gotten the shooter?" gwen asks the police officer.

"we need to clear you..." the officer tells them.

"you gotten the doctors out?" gwen asks panicked.

"no." the officer replies.

"ma'am, this is a secure area. we need to move you go holding." the officers looked if they had any weapons on them.

but gwen kept looking around not seeing mark, nor callie or derek.

"he's still in there." owen states referring to mark.

"yeah." gwen nods.

owen knew that she needs to get inside again so when she sprinted back inside he stood in front of the officer.

"ma'am, i'm gonna need you to come back! ma'am!" the officer shout but gwen didn't listen.

she had to find mark. she didn't care that there is a gun man.

she runned down the hall. she ran around corners but she stopped walking when she heard a gun clicking behind her. she stopped breathing for a minute.

this has to be a bad joke. a really bad joke.

"turn around." a male voice instructs.

gwen trembled while turning around with glossy eyes. she looked at an older man with a gun pointed at her.

"what's your name?" mr.clark asks.

"gwendolyn... gwen shepherd." gwen stutterts.

she was never so scared. she never thought she would have a gun pointing at her.

she saw in tv but she never could imagine to really stand in front of a gun.

it was like her whole body trembled so hard she almost felt down to her knees.

"i didn't plan to shoot all those people." mr.clark says his gun still pointed at her.

this tiny, black gun that could end her life within seconds.

"of course, you didn't... no, you were sad, you were grieving." gwen stammers.

derek had told gwen about the lawsuit. she knows why he was grieving. his wife died.

"i only planned to shot dr.shepherd. and dr.webber. and dr. grey. they killed my wife." he says calmly wich made gwen only more nervous.

gwen was never the type of person who like violence or guns. she more the talking kind of girl.