Bella groaned as she woke up in Grace's room. She was cramped up on a tiny chair with Meredith. The older woman had drool which was dropping onto Bella's hand.
Izzie was asleep on a chair on their left while Alex and Cristina slept in chairs either side of Grace's bed.
Grace had a surgery the night before to remove a cancerous tumour from her brain. The six residents had refused to leave. Wanting to be there for her.
The door opened and Bailey quietly walked in. She looked to the interns and sighed as she picked up the chart. Bella stretched a little and sighed. "Morning Dr B," she mumbled.
"Any overnight changes?" Bailey asked, waking up the others who all shook their heads.
Bella checked her pager to see she had nothing from Mark. She didn't know what was going on with their relationship lately. They were having a lot of ups and downs.
Bailey's pager went off. "Oh! It's the chief. Somebody better make a coffee run. You all look like hell," she said.
Bella stood up and stretched again. She saw George who looked to her. "I need to be in surgery in less than an hour," he said.
"I have no idea what I'm doing today," Bella said as she flicked a little water at Meredith who was dropping off back to sleep. "Sleeping beauty. We gotta work."
"Bella. I like you better when you're with Sloan," Esmè mumbled as she stood up. She saw Grace asleep. "Anything happen?"
"No."
****
Bella had been called to a patient. She made her way outside as the ambulance arrived. "Unidentified male. Dragged by a bus. He's clamped down. So we couldn't intubate," they said.
Bella frowned. "Did they not stop or anything?" She asked, looking the guy, feeling completely bad for him.
"Bus driver didn't know he was there until he got halfway down the block."
Bella looked up as a woman climbed out the ambulance. Callie had taken over CPR. "Push 20 of etomidate and 100 of sux," Owen instructed.
The John Doe was wheeled into the ER. The female patient who's name was Amanda watched on.
Bella, Callie and Owen were all in the trauma room. Callie was performing CPR. Amanda ran in. "He saved my life. The bus was gonna hit me. He threw me out the way," she said.
Bella turned to her intern. "Lex. Get her out of here," she told her.
Lexie tried to get Amanda out. She wasn't listening though. "It was supposed to me under the bus. He's all alone. They don't even know who he is. Please," she begged Lexie.
Lexie nodded and sighed. "All right. Stand over there. And just don't move," she told her.
After a few moments, Callie spoke. "Okay. He's back," she said as she sighed. "Okay. Let's get a trauma series. Trauma labs and O-Neg blood in here. Severe avulsion injury to the left forearm."
The bandages were removed from the patients head. Bella felt sick. But she kept it together. "Woah," Lexie said.
Bella frowned. "His skull is bashed in. Page Shepherd and Sloan. Start antibiotics and start clearing out those wounds," she said as Amanda threw up.
Callie turned to Lexie. "Uh. Now can you get her out of here?" She said.
Lexie looked down as she left the room with Amanda.
****
Mark walked into the trauma room. Bella smiled to Mark who smiled back. "Woah."
"Man versus bus. The bus won. Check out the left arm," Callie said.
Mark assessed the left arm as the patient crashed. "He's crashing again!" A nurse yelled.
Derek walked into the room. "What do we have?" He asked, looking for an answer.
"We got roadkill," Mark said. He flinched as Bella kicked him. "What?"
"He stepped out in front of a bus to save someone's life."
"He's a hero."
Bella looked to Mark. "Can you fix his arm?" She asked, wanting to make sure their patient got the best treatment possible.
"Fingers are already blue. If it's gonna happen, it's gotta be in the next few hours," Mark told them.
The patient crashed again. Derek spoke. "Pupils blown. Stop CPR. Give me a cranial drill please. Bella, want to practice your burr holes?" He asked, looking to Bella.
Bella nodded and sighed. Derek nodded. "Stabilise his neck please nurse. Okay. Hand her the drill. Okay. Go in slowly. When you feel it grab, stop. Cause otherwise you're gonna be hitting the brain. Okay. Let's go," Derek told her.
Owen suddenly stopped Bella. "Pull it back! That's it!"
Mark smiled. "That's enough. Nice work Bella. I'm gonna go get some bacitracin for that face," he said as he left the room.
****
Grace looked up as Bella walked in. She smiled. "Hey you. Where you been hiding?" She asked as she smiled.
Bella shook her head and sighed. "Well... Mark and I are bickering over him asking me to move in. So I freaked. And now I'm thinking... why do things need to be complicated," she said.
Grace rolled her eyes. "You and Sloan are even more back and forth than me and Derek. And we've been at it for so long."
Bella took her hand. She smiled. "How you feeling?" She asked.
"I'm okay. I think I'm okay anyway. I don't know. I think I'm sort of okay. I'm not normal. I'm best friends with you. So I am definitely not normal, I'm tired. And my head feels achy."
Bella kissed the top of her head and smiled. "I'll let you get some rest. We have a John Doe who got hit by a bus pushing someone out the way."
"Oh gruesome. I miss all the good cases."
"You'll bounce back soon. You're Grace Grey."
****
Mark found Bella who was doing sutures on Amanda. Amanda looked to Bella. "Do you think he's going to make it?" She asked.
Bella smiled. "I hope so. What he did, he's a hero," she said, looking to her.
"He really has to make it."
"Oh! Dr Sloan."
Mark checked over Bella's sutures. He sighed. "There's going to be too much tension. Start over and do a layered closure," he told her.
Bella smiled to Amanda. "I'll be right back," she said as she stood up. She walked over to Mark. "Can I ask a question about that?" She asked.
"Okay."
Bella nodded and sighed. "Okay. You brought up moving in together. I put it off. But I never said yes or no. And now you're embarrassed. You won't make eye contact with me. You feel like I have all the power in the relationship. But I don't want to have that power. I want to share. I'm happy to share. Can we skip this part?" She said as she looked to him.
Mark ignored Bella. He finished the sutures on Amanda. "Get some 4-0 vicryl. So you can redo your patients sutures," he told her.
Bella rolled her eyes and walked off. Amanda smiled to Mark. "I'll totally pretend I didn't hear any of that," she said.
"Women do this to me. I don't do this. 'Let's buy a house together. I proposed to her in front of a gorgeous Seattle view."
Amanda smiled again. "Sucks being the girl right?" She asked, looking to Mark.
Mark scoffed. "I'm not the girl. What do girls do?" He asked, wanting to understand Bella.
Amanda thought for a moment before she spoke. "Well... we start with the cold shoulder. So you're right on track. And we say to our girlfriends and we bitch. And our girlfriends say 'you wanna build a future, build it yourself. You don't need a man to give you that, do you want to buy a house, buy a house," she told him.
Mark nodded. He smiled. "Huh. You're good at this."
"I ought to help someone get a love life. I suck at my own. He jumped in front of a bus... for me," Amanda said.
****
Bella, Meredith, Alex and Cristina were all in the canteen. Callie walked over with Bailey. "Okay. Uh, at 6pm, your idiot colleague George O'Malley will finish his surgery with the chief. And at 6pm, you will be standing beside us in the OR hallway. Prepared to join in an intervention. What polite company may call an intervention. Though I'm not sure interventions involve whooping people on the behind with a belt," she said.
Bella frowned. "What? Has he got a drinking problem?" She asked, looking towards her former resident.
Meredith looked to her. "He joined the army."
Cristina's eyes widened. "What?! 007? He can't go to the army. He's the guy that gets killed."
Bella nodded. "He'll be the guy who gets killed cleaning his own gun. No offence Georgie wherever you are," she said.
Bailey nodded and spoke again. "Big Grey is going to coax him back as a loving friend. Bella, you're going to use logic and reason. Maybe try sweet talking. Stevens you're going to point out the idiocy of his ways. Mini Grey will make sad cancer eyes. And if all of that doesn't work, Karev you're gonna pull out your 'I was raised out back with the trash cans' roots and just beat the crap out of him," she told them.
Bella shrugged. "Why does Karev get to kick ass? I have a lot of pent up frustrations," she said.
"Quiet."
"Shutting up now."
****
Bella was in surgery with her brother and Mark. Derek looked over to Mark. "How's the arm?" He questioned.
Mark nodded. He sighed. "The nerves are still intact. Just have to reattach the vessels," he told him
"You ready for me?" Callie asked from where she was stood with Bella.
Owen nodded. "I'm almost done with the major internal crush injuries. Pelvis will be all yours in a minute."
Derek sighed. "Give me some more laps, please. You think you could do it? Step in front of a bus for a perfect stranger?" He asked.
Callie shrugged and spoke. "We'd all like to think we would, but..."
"That's more or less what major hunt's been doing Every day for the last couple of years," Derek said as he looked to Owen.
Owen shook his head. "Oh, no, the guys did. I just came in behind 'em with a dustpan and a broom and swept up."
"You sewed up soldiers under fire. You didn't sweep up."
Mark looked up. He smiled through his mask. "How do you think O'Malley is gonna do over there? You think ... you think he can handle it?" He asked.
"No, I don't."
"I think he's gonna surprise us all."
Mark shrugged and smirked. "I think he's coming back in a body bag."
Bella rolled her eyes. "I think you all should just shut up. Just shut the hell up. Please. shut up," she said.
****
Bella walked into Grace's room. She smiled as she sat with her. Grace was sleeping. Bella took her hand and sighed. "You're missing one hell of a day Grace. O'Malley is joining the army. And he told me he loved me last night. I haven't told Mark. Mark is the one I love. And the man I'm marrying. I miss you. I miss my best friend giving me advice and telling me what to do," she said.
She knew how Grace was unwell at the moment. And it felt weird to her that she was bossing interns on her own.
****
Bella walked into an empty office. She saw Mark there. He was looking at houses. "Babe? I thought you were operating on John Doe?" She asked.
"I already did. Right now I'm looking at houses. One has a stone fireplace, which I like. This one has a backyard the size of Montana," Mark told her.
Bella nodded. "Uh-huh. So you're buying a house?"
"Yeah."
"Right. Okay."
Mark turned to her. "I'm buying a house right now. It's a buyers market. And I'm buying a house," he told her.
Bella rolled her eyes. She sighed. "Mark. The only reason you're even talking about a house is to make me feel bad. You're trying to prove that you're moving on without me. So then I'll regret my decision and change my mind."
Mark frowned. "Okay. Is this what women are doing when they say they're moving on?" He asked.
"They usually don't take a home loan to do it..."
"Pathetic. Let me clear. I'm moving on. I'm a better woman than you," Mark said, looking to her.
Bella raised her eyebrows. "You did not just... I didn't realise I was engaged to a female named Marcy Sloan!" She called.
****
Meredith was in the room with John Doe. He grabbed onto Meredith's hand. "You want to try and write again?" She asked.
Meredith fumbled for a pen. She helped the patient. "Can you hold the pen? No. Okay. O? O. Seven? Double O... seven."
Realisation dawned on Meredith's face. "Oh god! Oh god!" She took off to find someone.
****
Bella walked over to Mark. She didn't care if he was stood with Derek and Owen. "Are you gonna stop being mad at me?" She asked as she turned to him.
"What?"
Bella rolled her eyes. "You're mad at me. I know. But I haven't done anything wrong. You're just pissed because I hesitated when you asked me to move in with you. You didn't give me time to think. And now you're throwing your toys out the pram," she said.
Mark turned to Derek who nodded. He took Bella's hand and took her into an on call room. "You realise that I want the whole future with you. I want kids. I want a home with you. But you're making it hard for me."
Bella frowned. "I'm making it hard? Mark... I want that too. But you're an attending. I'm a resident.... My time isn't my own. You know that as well as I do. And I'd love nothing more than for us to have a home of our own. But how? We're both here 97% of the time. It's just... it's hard," she told him.
****
Meredith ran through the corridors until she found the attendings. "It's George! It's George. John Doe is George..."