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'stood on the cliff side screaming "give me a reason", your faithless love's the only hoax i believe in'
Victoria had experienced pain before. She remembered being seven years old, falling off her bike and spraining her ankle. Or when she had to get her tonsils and adenoids out at 12. Her first break-up had hurt pretty badly, she remembered being in high school and coming home crying because of it. Then she remembered the excruciating pain she felt when the theatre caught fire in college and her director couldn't get out, he had died, and that moment had made her realize that she wanted to be a firefighter. She remembered hurting herself on the job, or crying when she couldn't save someone. But no pain in the world could ever compare to what she was feeling right now.
Her chest was tight and she couldn't breathe as she watched his eyes close and the heart monitor flatline. "No," she choked out, falling into his body, laying down beside him, and pressing a kiss to neck, but she couldn't feel his pulse under her lips and she choked out a sob at the harsh reality. He was gone. Dr.Pierce came back in and gave her a solemn look as Vic stood slowly from the hospital bed, her legs were unsteady under her as she walked out of his hospital room, glancing behind her once to look at him. He looked peaceful. At least one of them was, she thought. She wasn't though, not when she was leaving a piece of her heart in that hospital room.
She tried to stop her tears as she left the room, all of the department's eyes on her, but she wasn't paying attention to any of them. She didn't care. She heard the doctor announce his time of death, and she felt the tears make their way down her face.
This wasn't supposed to be their story. They were supposed to get married and be together forever. She had never loved anyone the way she loved Lucas Ripley, and now he was gone, and she was alone. She didn't understand why it had to be this way, why the universe had chosen to give her love so good and then rip it away from her so quickly. Vic pushed the door of Grey Sloan open and took a deep breath, trying to get a grip because she knew she was on the verge of a panic attack. A sob broke through and she sunk down against the door, letting all of her emotions out. She heard the other door open and she didn't bother look at who had joined her.
"I'm so sorry, Vic." She heard Travis say, and she felt his hand on her back. He didn't bother trying to tell her that it was going to be ok and she was thankful for that. Travis didn't say anything else, he just sat beside his best friend and allowed her to sob into his shoulder. He knew this feeling, the feeling of absolute pain, and he hated that Vic had to go through this, because this was a pain that he wouldn't wish on his worst enemy.
Travis knew deep down that this pain would never go away, but it would scar over, and the pain would become less and she would be able to go on, even if a part of her heart was missing.