45. THE FALLOUT.

A heart wrenching parallel occurred the Olivia slipped her fingers through her aunt's frail ones. A hand once full of life as they walked through that entrance was now limp and tender, soft with her tips turning blue.

Or purple, Liv couldn't really make our color with her foggy eyes. She couldn't make out her environment in entirety—and the last thing she remembered was making the conscious decision to climb into the back of the ambulance while her name soared the skies.

It was Agatha.

Of course she would give the whole world for her aunt, who was her only family left. And Olivia dreaded a life where she was no longer with her. Something as tragic as this was the constant reminder that no matter how invincible you think a person is, life has other plans. And with the speed of light, her entire world came crashing down as she looked to her body.

Her eyes closed and her left arm grazing the floor. She held Agatha still as they went on the bumpy roads, ambulance sirens blaring in the air. "Stay with me" She muttered, unable to fathom all the events that had happened that night.

How could someone go from being perfectly healthy to just collapsing to the ground—except it was something Agatha hid from her.

And even at that, all she could do was blame herself for getting so embroiled with the Archer Brothers that she forsook her own family. Be it Vienna, or Luke, she couldn't help but feel selfish that none of this would have happened if she had just stayed.

If she had known.

And suddenly drifting her out of thoughts was the repetitive beeping of the monitor next to her and Agatha began to jerk across the plastic board, drawing the attention of the several paramedics in the back of the ambulance. They crowded Agatha, pushing Liv to the side as she raised her arms.

"What's happening?" There was a crack in her voice as she ran her hands through her hair. The tears had dried in her eyes, knowing from the sight and sound of whatever before her, that it wasn't good. The paramedics immediately tore through her aunt's shirt with a pair of scissors as one stuck an electric tape to her tape. "Push a round of EPI" There was a thunderous roar through the unstable vehicle.

"One"

"Two"

"Charge to fifty" Olivia could hear her ears gaze into his words as the defibrillator was placed against her chest and charged. A whiny sound pierced through the tube alongside electric impulses that shot directly at her heart, forcing her to jerk up forcefully.

Olivia couldn't bear to see her aunt in pain so she turned away to the echoes she was bound to never forget. "She's crashing" The paramedic held unto her. "We're five minutes away from Grey Sloan. We can hold unto her for five fucking minutes" Agatha was intubated the moment her heart started to beat again and his firm hands beat into her chest. "Start compressions" He yelled, before a crack sound shot through her ears.

And then the tear finally dropped.

-

And the same moment it did, Damien held his hand in a tight fist, dashing Luke a punch against his jaw. His brother retracted, falling with his back against the railing as the color of the fireworks still precipitated in the skies.

"Of all the women!" He was outraged, piecing it together from the cufflink that was once in her messy bun. He realized he was there that day, that day he and around to confess his feelings with a fucking rose he thought she'd like. But Luke had gotten to her first, and the thought of both of them together only made him angrier. Less than the feeling of dumbness.

Damien hated feeling dumb.

He hated being played. And the scene replaying in his head only close Luke another blow to his face. He struck out his arm, retaliating with a punch and Damien stepped back. He spat out blood between his teeth as he rolled up his sleeves. "To think all this time, you were the first person i told about how much i loved this girl" Luke was lost for words, having to massage his jaws.

"Do you think i wanted all of this to happen?" He threw a question back at him. "What the fuck do you mean by that?" Damien hated the sight of the ring still around his finger, a scene Olivia wasn't here to witness thankfully and he was overcome with that cranial rage. "It just did Damien" Luke stepped back.

"And i'm not sorry it did"

"Because i love her, just as much as you do. But unlike you i had no problem letting he know from the very instant. But it doesn't matter" Luke's voice fell but Damien's heart fell deeper. He threw himself at his brother who clasped his fists.

"Son of a bitch" It took all the self control he had in him to resist the tears from falling down his cheeks. "Her heart obviously belongs to y—" The sound of the door barging drew both of their attentions and they looked to Amanda accompanied by Raznak.

"What in Gods name is going on?" He thundered as Damien's eyes met his mother's disappointment glare. "I hate to be the one to break this childish whatever but Agatha was rushed to the hospital unconscious and Liv went with her" She slithered as they let go off each other grudgingly, passing stares around the room as the fireworks finally quieted.

And Luke's eyes fell at the news.

"She's going to need you." The probability of either of them being that 'you' was left up to them to decide as Amanda blew raspberry into the tense air.

-

The wheels of the bed gnashed against the concrete grounds as the paramedics rushed her aunt in, barging through the doors that led into the emergency room. A pair of hands on her chest and an another holding unto the bed—

—Agatha seemed like was already on life support. And behind that door was an operating room. They were faster than Liv was, that when she stepped out from the back of the vehicle, the winds swayed her red hair across her face. One swipe, she placed it behind her ears and the doors closed in her face.

It took more than a minute, perhaps an hour for Liv to surrender to her tears. To completely break down in front of the doors. And her knees reached the grounds before her arms did and she let out a scream, wailing with tears running down her face. This was it—this was rock bottom. This was the fallout.

To be continued...