Grey's anatomy.
In which Helena Campos, a surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, tries to navigate a whole new world of medicine, friendship and and a fair amount of drama.
How will she preform in this new arena?
season 1 - on going
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Helena Campos' first encounter with loss had been a violent one. Most kids first experience it with the loss of a pet, found dead by their parents. Or perhaps by the loss of a distant relative, once whose name you knew but you'd only met on special occasions, no more than a couple times a year.
Not Helena. Somehow, it was like life wanted to prepare her for what was to come from a young age.
The Campos family had always been happy, almost blissfully so. They loved each other, and they weren't afraid to show it. Either by hugs and kisses, by times spent together or words, they were unashamedly fond of one another. It wasn't limited to the family love that seems to be instilled on you as necessary, either. They genuinely loved one another for who they were, not only for the blood they shared.
Until one Saturday afternoon changed everything.
The family was happily chatting as they came back from the park. The four of them had gone out for a picnic together, where they had not only eaten but played card games under the sun. It wasn't always that Henrique Campos was free from work, but when he was, he knew how to make the most of it with his family.
One second, Helena was telling her little brother about how she was almost starting university. The next, the fourteen year old was upside down in the car, the seat next to her empty, as little Daniel had flown off of the vehicle.
But what she remembered the most was her father's face. As she looked forward, Henrique's head was in the space between the two front seats, staring blanky at her.
Henrique's death had been instant, caused by the impact of the crash. When the paramedics got there, he was already gone. There was nothing anyone could have done.
Helena Campos' first encounter with loss has been a violent one. Because she hadn't only heard of death, not only loss a distant but loved figure. She's been confronted with it, in the face of the most important man on her life.
Seventeen years later, blue and red lights shining into her living room, Helena felt it in her bones, the same feeling that she'd felt so many times before. She felt death closing its claws around her life, ready to rip someone away from her once more.
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The day before
Mark was in the passenger seat of Derek's car, the two speaking on the phone with Amelia.
"You're never gonna make your flight." She told her brother, teasingly.
"I'll make it." He told her.
"You won't, you're gonna miss your flight." Bailey let out, in the OR with the neurosurgeon.
"Who's that, Bailey? I'm not gonna miss my flight." He insisted.
