Alone Together - Amezona

Prologue

Brionna Davis, 32 years old; died in her arms. One cut. Michael Davis, her husband, crying holding into her while telling him. Another cut. Two kids left without a mother because of her. Another cut.

- Amelia? - She stopped and held her breath, afraid of being caught. - Shepherd, are you here? - She heard Arizona Robbins ask, entering the restroom. Amelia heard her sighing and starting to walk away.

- I'm here - She said with a broken voice, then she cleared her throat. She stood outside of the toilet compartment putting a smile on and making herself a ponytail. - You needed me? -

- Yeah, I paged you like a hundred times, Grey told me you were here. - Arizona looked at her while Amelia was cleaning her hands.

- Sorry, I just lost a patient. I was putting myself together. - She said with a breathy laugh while smiling. - Let's go.

- You okay, Shepherd? - Arizona asked while they were entering the E.R. Amelia turned her head to face her and slightly smiled at her.

- Fine. - Amelia said, putting her hands inside her coat pockets.

- Okay, so, this case... I need you to take a look at this 'cause I don't understand what's going on - The brunette gave a strange look to Arizona while she was opening the trauma room's door.

- What the-... - She suddenly forgot how to formulate words.

- I know - She nodded knowingly.

- Dr. Robbins, we should page Psych and, untie this woman for the love of God! - She said pointing to the strange-looking lady tied to the gurney.

- Amelia, we can't. Mrs. Dickenson has already bitten a nurse, she's being attended next door. - Owen Hunt replied to her.- But that's not the worst part. Look at this. - He said pointing the Brain Function Monitor. Amelia's eyes widened, she was staring at a flat line. That woman, laying in bed, visibly alive and screaming and biting nurses around, had no brain function.

- This can't be. - She whispered to herself.

- We checked every single wire. Nothing's wrong, her brain is dead. And we've already turned off the cardiac monitor. Also a flat line. - The redheaded continued.

- But I just-... I-... - Amelia couldn't talk, she didn't understand anything.

- What would you do? - Arizona asked her for the first time they entered the room. - We can't take her to the morgue but she can't stay here.

- I don't know I-... - She was cut by a scream outside the room. It was usual to hear screams in the E.R., but no this kind of scream. This scream meant terror, afraidness. Amelia took a step backward and looked outside, wondering what was going on. Everything she saw was an intern running directly to her, panic written on his face.

- RUN! YOU HAVE TO GO UPSTAIRS! - He grabbed her by her lab coat. - You have to get out of here, people are going crazy. - Amelia was still in shock, her brain wasn't understanding the information.

Suddenly, they heard a loud noise inside the room, Mrs, Dickenson broke her ties and became free. Owen, who was the nearest to the lady, grabbed the nurse who was there by his arm and rushed through the door, also grabbing Amelia and Arizona.

- We must get out of here before this floor gets shut down and we get trapped in here. - Their 'doctor mind' changed to their 'rationally survivor human mind' as they took the stair, getting to the first floor where they almost didn't make it through the door because some doctors and nurses were blocking the door. That was serious.