Christina's POV:
I left Seattle Grace in a hurry. Owen is such an idiot! I could have saved that poor girl if his damned feelings hadn't gotten in the way.
That was supposed to be my last surgery before leaving and he ruined it. I just want to leave. Good thing I can. I put my helmet on and start my bike. I need this. This is good. I just hope that I don't go to that dark and twisty place again.
I am so outraged and filled with my own thoughts that I forget where I am, what I'm doing. In this moment, I am free. I forget that I am on my bike, that I am supposed to be driving. That there are other obstacles in my way. And then, I am flying.
I don't fly for very long and suddenly I smash into something very hard and very flat. It hurts, but my vision is going dark and it starts to hurt slightly less.
Meredith's POV
My pager went off and I was afraid that it would be Mark's room. He's been in a coma for almost a year. At first, he was getting better but then... At least it was just to the ER.
I ran to the ER and saw lots of people. Maybe a crash of some sort. Good. I need a distraction. Christina left today and I am happy for he but it's not the same without her. I burst through the ER doors and run towards the line of gurneys being brought in by paramedics.
Kepner has the first and Owen has the second one. I go for the third victim and notice something familiar about her. She is indistinguishable with her lacerated face but the hair... It looks just like Christina's.
I close the gap between myself and the patient. "Christina Yang, 34 years old, believed to have caused the accident." My heart sinks and I start screaming and crying. Lots of people look at me.
Do they not know who this is! This person right here, is an amazing surgeon and doctor. She saved me and I saved her. How dare they look at me like this.
I turn back to Christina. She was looking at me. I wiped away my tears and told the medic to take her to exam room 4. On the way there I hear her whisper "you will always be my person."
Then, she starts coding. Together we ran to the exam room. By the time we were there a few other friends of mine were too.
They had heard me screaming and were most likely wondering what was wrong. They took one look at the "patient" and could obviously tell. I avoided them and got to work on my patient. She started coding. I got some paddles and yelled "Charge to 200!"
I knew she wasn't going to make it from the minute I saw her. The paddles administered the shock and her body went limp. "Charge again! 250!" She can't die.
I won't let her. She has to have a successful career and be in charge of a whole hospital to boss around. "Charge to 300!" I yelled. I heard Derek whisper to a nurse "Time of death, 2:54"
Owen's POV:
I can't believe that I did that to Christina. That was supposed to be her last surgery, he final BANG as she left this hospital. Instead, I ruined it.
I just hope that she is happy wherever she is. My pager beeps in my pocket. I check it to see that there is a 911 in the ER. I run down as fast as I can
I open the doors and see Kepner with the first patient and I run to the second. Meredith comes out a few seconds later. I look back to see her standing there staring at the patient.
She starts screaming and crying. I focus on my patient and lead him to exam room 2. We get in and he starts coughing up blood then goes unconcious. He starts coding and I get the paddles. "Charge 250!"
Nothing. "300!" Nothing again. Damnit. Out of the corner of my eye I see meredith running for an exam room. "Charge 350!" Noting. I look at the clock.
"Time of death 2:50." I run back out to help the next patient and see Meredith crying and a handful of people around her crying too.
I honestly just pray that she is ok. Karev is there. He looks up and I think I see some sort of sad emotion on his face. Odd. Something bad must have happened. Shit.
Derek's POV
After I tell the nurse the time of death I walk over to Meredith. I look her in the eyes and kiss her forehead pulling her into my arms.
She just lost her best friend. I would say that I can't imagine what that feels like, but sadly, I do. Mark is still in a coma and not getting any better.
There is no one else to make any decisions on his behalf but myself and Callie. We both decided that if he wasn't better by the end of this month we would pull the plug.
But we said that last month and the month before that. I know that he won't get better and I think Callie knows it too. We can't keep him going on machines forever.
Karev's POV:
"Ya, she's dead, so what?" I've been practicing that exact line in my head for when people start asking-and ya know they will. She was a patient and she died.
That happens to patients. Except I knew this patient. She was a great surgeon and I always thought that it would be me and her in the end.
To me and most of the staff here, she wasn't just some patient who came in and died. She was our friend.
But she's gone now. And I'm starting to think Meredith is too.