"Carnage in the pit. My day's improving." I mutter before hurrying out of the locker room
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"Whatta we got?" Dr. Webber asks as we walk over to Callie and George and I tie my trauma gown
"Uh, gas main blew in an apartment building. Five injured, some badly." Callie says as we follow her into the trauma bay
"Excellent!" Cristina exclaims earning a look from the Chief and Callie
"Horrible. It's horribly sad." Cristina lies
"Marla Kristler, thirty-four-year-old female, abdomen blown out, skull fracture, third-degree burns over at least forty percent of her body." An E.M.T says as they unload Marla
"Okay, I got this. Open OR two. Page Dr. Shepherd. Torres, triage the rest." Webber calls out as he pushes Marla into the ER
"Yes, sir. Yang, you're with the chief. Go." Callie says
"Oh, thank you. Uh, one, four, come with me." Cristina tells her interns
"What about us?" Lexie asks
"Uh... go help Bailey in the clinic." Cristina tells them before they hurry off and Crisitna hurries into the ER and Another ambulance pulls up
I pull open the doors revealing a sobbing toddler and a man
"My wife-- she came in...in another ambulance. Is she here? Where-- where'd they take her?" The Man asks as I take the toddler from the E.M.T
"Walk and talk." I tell the E.M.T as we hurry into the ER
"Brian Kristler, Eighteen months old, contusions, possible head injury. BP and pulse are elevated." The EM.T. tells me as I lay the little boy on the gurney
"Karev!" Callie calls out as she reaches us and I pull my stethoscope from my pocket
"I've got it, Callie." I tell her as I listen to the boy's breathing
"You're supposed to be on plastics. Not in my ER." Callie says
"I said I've got it. Alex can take my place on plastics today." I say
"I called Karev. You're with Sloan." She tells me
"And I said I got this." I say as I glare at her
"You look a little tired. You up late last night? Perhaps you should sit this one out." Callie suggests, suspiciously before I step closer to her
"How bout you go talk to your husband and get the hell outta my face?" I whisper to her
"Tyler, lets start him on oxygen." I say as I step back over to the little boy
"And, uh, let's start him on fluids. And let's order a chest x-ray." I tell Tyler
"You got it, Anna." Tyler says
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"How close to the explosion was he?" Derek asks Mr. Kristler as I look in the boy's ears
"Oh, we were, uh, we were in the living room, his mom was in the kitchen. And..." Mr. Kristler trails off
"The gas line blew?" Derek asks
"I-I think it was the stove." Mr. Kristler says
"Alright, we're gonna run some tests on the baby. Anna, I'm going into surgery with the chief. Keep me posted!" Derek shouts over the screams of the boy
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The Youngest Shepherd
FanfictionAnnabelle Shepherd- 24 years old. The Youngest Shepherd sibling. She is five foot five inches, she has medium length light brown hair, and grey-blue eyes. She is about to start her first year as a surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital
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