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CAMILLA GROANED AS THE DOOR TO HER BEDROOM OPENED,
"You up?" Cristina asked, walking through the doors with coffee in both her hands,
"I am now, I guess." Camilla responded, grabbing a pillow and putting it over her head,
Cristina placed one coffee down on the bedside table before sitting against the headboard next Camilla, "The Wicked Witch is dead." Cristina smirked,
Camilla removed the pillow, "Metaphorically dead or dead dead?"
"Her name is off the surgical board and her surgeries have been cancelled. I don't know how or why, but I do know Hahn is gone." Cristina explained,
Camilla sat up and grabbed the coffee, "Thank god, I was starting to hate cardio."
Cristina waited for Camilla to get up and dressed before they both went to the hospital together. Camilla was quickly assigned to the pit, which was something she was really excited about for once.
She was outside the ambulance bay, trying to tie her yellow smock when someone stepped in to help, "Hello, Dr. Hunt." Camilla smiled,
"Good morning, Dr. Nieves." He replied lowly, swiping her hair to one side, his fingers brushing the back of her neck.
"Hey, what do we got?" At the sound of Dr. Torres' voice, Owen stepped away,
"Crush injuries." Camilla answered, moving to help Callie with her smock,
"Couple minutes out." Owen stated,
"Hey, what do you know about Hahn?" Camilla asked the attending,
"Um, she's gone." Callie answered,
"Yeah, but why?"
"I don't know."
Camilla bit her lip, knowing that Callie did know why, but didn't want to talk about it, "Well, I'm sorry. I know you guys were close."
"Look, I don't want to talk about it. I want blood and guts and mangled bones." Callie responded, "I want a guy so badly smashed up that it takes all day to fix him. I want to rock a surgery. I don't want to talk about Hahn."
Camilla nodded, "So it was a bad breakup, then." She mumbled,
The ambulance came to a stop in front of them and the driver moved to open the back doors, "Unidentified man with prolonged extrication time. They had to fish him out of a working garbage truck. Multiple crush injuries, open fractures, GCS 3, and we couldn't unhook him in the field." The paramedic explained,
"Unhook him?" Owen questioned,
"His femur's broken in half and it's puncturing his torso." The paramedic replied, "He's impaled."
