pov- imagines

VIVIAN- M. SLOAN

pairings: mark sloan x reader, alex karev x reader
warnings: hospital shooting, guns, blood, shooting, death
about: there's a shooter at seattle grace
a/n: you're basically lexie grey in this lol

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"mark- can you just sign the order-" you asked, annoyance clear in your voice as you stared at mark. you were about to ask him again- one last goddamn time- when a loud bang pierced your ears, and mark was suddenly on top of you and pushing you to the floor.

your hands were over your ears and your eyes were wide, mind racing and trying to figure out what just happened, and why you were on the floor, and what the hell was that sound and why are people screaming-

a flash of something came to you, and you remembered vivian, one of your favorite nurses- she was always sweet, and she knew what you were thinking before you even thought it in the OR, and she made the best cake- raising her voice at someone, and your eyes widened when you remembered you saw her drop when you heard the awful noise.

then you heard panicked screaming, but one made you freeze.

"he shot the nurse!"

vivian.

you army crawled your way from under mark's body to where she had stood before; a hand reached up to cover your mouth when you saw her, blood gushing from her chest as her eyes stared blankly at nothing behind you.

you pulled your hand away to feel her pulse, shaking your head numbly when you couldn't find it. people were screaming all around you, and your voice was nonexistent as you whispered.

"no, no, no, no, vivian, no-"

you moved your fingers, frantically attempting to find a pulse, but mark's voice interrupted yours, his arms pulling you up roughly.

"come on, i'm getting you out of here."

he pulled you in as you continued to stare at vivan, "she's dead-" you heard yourself say, but you weren't sure, screams from all over deafening you.

you let mark put his arms around you and guide you, blinking quickly to try to get the image of vivian out of your mind, trying to concentrate on what was going on around you, but it seemed impossible to do so.

mark stopped in front of the elevator, pushing the button repeatedly, and you looked around, mouth parting at all the chaos going on; people screaming, running, crying.

"come on! come on!" mark begged loudly, slamming a hand onto the elevator, and you looked back to see the elevator doors opening.

your breath caught in your throat as you saw the inside; your boyfriend lying on the floor, unconscious, blood surrounding him.

a brief image of vivian flashed through your mind before you screamed, running out of mark's arms and onto the floor next to alex. you ran your hands over his abdomen, trying to find the source and putting pressure on it once you found it.

you realized mark wasn't inside and the elevator doors were closing. you stretched out a leg, stopping the doors and looking up at mark, realizing he was frozen, staring at the man on the floor.