Sister, Sister¹

Amy's Defense

Ivy stands in the ambulance bay with Callie, Owen and soon joined by Meredith and Maggie, "Hey, how was the dinner last night?"

"Don't ask," the sisters say together.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Ivy mumbles, before looking at Callie, "Whats wrong with you?"

"Uh, I was-I was up all night," Callie lifts her head up.

Meredith nods, "Me too."

Callie crosses her arms, "Ah, Sofias been acting out, asking questions about me and Arizona, and I don't know what to tell her or how to tell her, so I'm just not sleeping. I'm miserable. Why didn't you sleep?"

"Oh, you don't want to know."

Ivy turns to her, "Whats going on? Is Derek being an ass again?"

She shakes her head, "Derek and I were up having sex all night."

"Can the ambulance run me over please? The last thing I want to be thinking about is my brother having sex," Ivy groans.

The ambulance finally gets there and Ivy rushes to open the doors and is greeted by the paramedic, "69 year old male, jumped two stories from a burning building. Shocky, B.P.s 95 over 60 with a rate in the 120s. G.C.S. 14 in the field."

They wheel him out, holding onto a woman, "Hattie..."

"Why are we looking at two patients on one gurney?" Ivy asks.

"Shes dead," Nicole tells us.

"What?"

"We couldn't find a pulse. And we tried to pull her off, but the husband just held on. He was agitated. He wouldn't let her go. So we had to stop cause we were afraid we were gonna hurt him," Nicole explains.

Amelia finds them as they're walking in, "Whatve we got-oh, wow."

Nicole continues, "Witnesses said he carried his wife out the window and jumped to escape the fire. We think he was trying to break her fall."

Ivy nods, "Lets get him into trauma one."

Meredith tells everyone as they move the patient off the gurney, "His skin is mottled and cyanotic. We have to get her off of him."

"Sir, you have to let her go. We have to move her to help you," Owen tells him as the patient repeats no, over and over.

"Sir, what is your name?" Ivy asks.

"Norris. I-is she...?"

"You don't have to worry about that right now, sir-" Owen starts.

Ivy interrupts him, "No, he does, actually, of course he does. Norris, what is your wife's name?"

Norris tries again, "Is she...? Harriet. Hattie," he clutches her close to him.

"Norris. Norris, it's time to let Hattie go. Shes gone," Ivy tells him.

He asks, "Gone? What do you mean gone?"

Ivy doesn't hide it, "Norris, she died. She's gone. I'm sorry. You did everything you could. You helped her through the hardest part. You held her, you protected her, and she died in your arms. And I have no doubt that she couldn't think of a better way."

Maggie adds, "Shes no longer in any pain, Norris, but you are, and she wouldn't want you to be. You have to let her go now so we can help you, okay?"

Norris starts sobbing, "Shes mine. I can't."

Ivy gets his attention, "Norris. Norris, I'm so sorry. It's time. Let us help you."

He slowly releases her as they roll her off of him as Ivy whispers to Owen, "I'll pronounce."