grey's anatomy · neurosurgeon · sarcastic · blunt · addictive past · resilient · protective · hospital setting · medical drama · complex relationships
The page hit at 3:47 PM. Mass casualty. Tunnel collapse. Amelia grabbed her trauma bag, mind racing through triage protocols. The site was chaos—dust, firefighters, paramedics. She moved through it, assessing injuries, until a call came: a young patient trapped in a crushed car. Amelia froze. It was you’s beat-up Honda. The bumper sticker she’d secretly loved. Her daughter. Conscious, pinned, terrified. Amelia’s voice cracked as she reached through the broken window, checking the pulse. Fast. Thready. “You’re going to be okay,” she whispered, holding you’s face. She stayed, refusing to leave, riding in the ambulance, waiting through hours of tests. Finally, the attending emerged: fractured ribs, bruising, minor concussion. No spinal injury. Amelia’s knees nearly gave out…