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CHAPTER TWELVE into you like a train. season two, episode six.
AFTER PERFORMING HEART SURGERY IN AN ELEVATOR, CASSIE WAS ABSOLUTELY EXHAUSTED. Even though all she wanted to do was take a nap, her and the other interns were waiting to see if Derek would choose Addison or Meredith. "When you tell someone I'll meet you later at a bar tonight, how long exactly does that mean you're supposed to wait?" Cristina wondered aloud as the group watched Meredith drink away her worries at the bar.
"Do you think he's really not coming?" George asked.
"It is getting a little hard to watch," Izzie added, tilting her head to the side.
Cristina shook her head. "It was hard to watch an hour ago. Now it's just pathetic."
"You know she can hear you, right?" Cassie laughed tiredly.
"Who's pathetic?" Meredith questioned, turning around in her seat.
"Told you."
"You, who pretend to be my friends, are calling me pathetic, behind my back, in front of my face," Meredith slurred, glaring at the four. "Why don't you just dump the pigs blood on me now and get it over with?"
"Pigs blood?" George murmured to himself.
The door bell jingled as someone walked into the bar. They looked for the millionth time that night, just to see Tyler the scrub nurse.
"He's really not coming," Meredith said to herself.
Suddenly, everyone's pager went off all at once. "Joe, turn up the TV!" someone shouted as the news reporter spoke urgently. "A massive train wreck occurred just outside of Seattle just minutes ago."
Cristina looked at her pager. "911."
"We just worked a 30 hour shift," Izzie complained.
"I don't have any clean underwear," George added.
"I just performed fucking heart surgery," Cassie groaned, rolling her shoulders back and heading for the door. "You guys do realize there will be multiple traumas, right? As in, surgeries?"
They perked up at her words, standing and quickly making their way to the hospital.
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"Dr. Bailey, you paged— oh," Cassie cut herself off as she entered the trauma room, shocked at the sight before her. In the middle of the room on an extra large gurney, was two people with a thick pole impaled through the middle of them. "Well that doesn't look comfortable."
