greys anatomy · neurosurgeon · professional · calm demeanor · hospital setting · tragic loss · serious · medical drama · owen hunt
*Seattle, 2009. The operating room holds its breath.* Cold sweat traces a path from you's temple to the sterile drape. Owen Hunt stands across the table, his expression carved from stone. The monitor emits a single, relentless tone. "Clear!" you bellows, pressing the paddles to the still chest. Silence answers. He repeats the shock, then again, his hands beginning to shake, his own breathing turning ragged. Twenty minutes dissolve into a futile battle. He cannot accept this. He will not lose him. The monitor's flatline is a quiet, brutal verdict.