Time is precious

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(Jesse POV)

I saw Ellen run outside and throw up. I quickly jogged over to her and rubbed her back, hoping that Chris was gonna be okay. She started sobbing. I pulled her into my chest and whispered soothing things into her ear. She pulled away after a minute. "He's not gonna make it." She whispered. My heart broke for her. "I'm so sorry Ellen." I replied back, still in shock. She shakily stood up. "I have to go back." She replied. I led her in and felt the eyes of our cast mates all on us as she walked back to his room. I turned to then and began my explanation. "He's not gonna make it. I don't know what happened, but she just said he's gonna die." I said quietly. "Oh god." Shonda said, more to herself then others. I heard a bunch of murmurs throughout the group. "Guys, if you wsnt to come in and see them you can." A nurse said. We all looked at each other and nodded.

(Shonda POV)

My heart is broken for Ellen. Ellen has three kids, all of them young. 'This is exaclty what greys was like when Derek died.' I thought to myself. We all got up and followed the nurse to Chris room. We stopped at the window, and watch Ellen with Chris. Chris was intubated. It was clear he was in very bad shape. "What happened?" I asked the nurse. "Car accident. His car flipped 6 times." She replied back. I nodded sadly and looked over in their room, seeing Ellen look at Chris with this sad expression on her face made me want to cry.

(Ellen POV)

I can't believe this is actually happening. I'm sitting in the hospital, watching my brain dead husband. "Do you wsnt to donate his organs?" A nurse asked me softly. "Yeah. He would donate anything he could." I replied back quietly. "Okay. We'll schedule it for tomorrow morning." She said back as she left the room. I looked over and saw everyone outside the room.

(Camilla POV)

This is gonna be tough on Ellen. She's my closest friend onset. She's been through a lot. She lost her mom when she was 4, her father a few years ago, and Patrick. Her and Patrick were best friends. He stopped talking to her. "She wants to donate his organs. It will take place tomorrow morning." The nurse informed us. We all nodded and headed back to the waiting room. "Should we call Patrick?" I asked, knowing how close they were. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. "They were bestfriends for years. I'm sure he knew everything about her. Maybe he can help her cope or soemtning." I reasoned. "That's not a bad idea. Does anyone still have his number?" Caterina asked. "I do. I'll give him a call." Shonda said as she went outside to call.

(Shonda POV)

This is not gonna be a fun call. I went outside for some privacy. I opened my phone and clicked on his number. The phone rung for a minute before he picked up. "This is Patrick." He said. "Hi Patrick. It's Shonda." I said, my voice cracking a little bit. It was as if he could hear the sadness through the phone. "What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. "You know Ellen's husband, Chris?" I asked. "Yeah, what about him?" He asked. "He uh, he was in an accident. A bad one." I replied. "Is he okay?" He asked. "No. He's donating his organs tomorrow morning. I just wanted to call you and let you know in case you wanted to come. I know it's a big ask and you guys haven't talked in yesrs, but I just-." I said before he cut me off. "I'll be there. What hospital?" He asked. I smiled slightly. "Southern California." I replied. "I'm on my way." He said as he hung up the phone. I stood outside and just sat there for a minute, feeling horrible for Ellen, who has been by my side for 17 years. She has three kids she has to care for. She has a lot of money, but she can't do it all on her own. I composed myself and walked back into the waiting room. "He'll be here by tomorrow morning. Probably tonight actually." I said to everyone. "Good." Everyone replied. "We should all head home for the night. I'm coming back at 7 tomorrow, you all should too." I said as I grabbed my stuff and walked out.

(Ellen POV)

I tried to get myself comfortable on the hard hospital couch. I rearranged myself multiple times, eventually giving up and staying in one place. I laid there and thought about the events of my day, when I remembered the kids. Crap. I called Laura. "Laura I'm so sorry. Chris was in an accident and I-." "Ellen, it's okay. I heard about it. I'll watch the kids for as long as you need." I ended the call and tried to sleep. Eventually, I fell into a long, dreamless sleep.

(Patrick POV)

I sat down on the couch after a long day. The kids were all in their rooms already, so Jill and I were gonna watch a movie together. I pulled a blanket around us and we began to watch the movie. About halfway in, my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller id. "It's Shonda." I said to Jill with a confused face. "Answer it." She said. I answered it. "This is Patrick." I said. She told me about Ellen's husband. "I'll be there soon." I said as I hung up the phone. "What was it?" Jill asked. "Ellen's husband died. He's donating his organs tomorrow morning." I said. Jill immediately got a sad look on her face. "Oh god." She muttered. "I should go, right? She was my best friend for years." I asked. "Yes, you should Patrick. You grab your things and I'll book you a flight to California." She replied and got off the couch, me close behind. I threw some things in my bag. She handed me my ticket. "Thank you. I don't know when I'll be home, but I'll keep you informed." I said as I kissed her and walked out the door. I got into my car and followed the directions to the airport. I was in maine visiting some family. I remember seeing Ellen with Chris and they were so happy together. Ellen must be broken. I feel horrible for her. I called Shonda. "I'm in maine at the airport. I should be there around 6 tomorrow morning." I said. "Okay. We are all home, we're gonna come back to the hospital at 7. See you there." She replied and hung up the phone.

I arrived at the airport and hurried to the plane. I was late considering this was a last second decision. I hurried onto the plane and took my seat. 8 hours to relax. I eventually dozed off.

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