Who Are You?
Lena woke in an unfamiliar hospital bed, in an unusual room, filled with strange people. The only person that Lena knew was Alex, her lifelong best friend. Three little girls stood in a line in order from tallest to shortest, all holding hands. There was another girl about a foot shorter than Alex, but she wore an NCPD jacket, so Lena assumed she was an adult. Alex was wearing an FBI uniform, but Lena had no idea why she would be, or why this cop would be wrapped around her. Finally, next to Alex, sat a blonde woman with piercing greyish-blue eyes and a sparklingly charming smile.
"Where am I?" Lena groaned, throwing her hands over her face.
"Hey, Lee. You're up." The blonde woman smiled, placing a hand on Lena's bedrail.
"I can see that thanks," Lena muttered, glaring at the woman.
"Someone's grumpy," Alex mumbled.
"Shut up!" Lena laughed, taking the pillow from beneath her head to whack Alex.
"What'd I do?" The blonde woman exclaimed, throwing one of her arms in the air, the other in a cast. "You didn't miss me?"
"Sorry, who are you?" Lena asked, glancing at the kids, then at the woman who now had her arms wrapped around Alex's waist.
"Be like that, then. Kayla, show Mama your drawing!" The blonde woman replied, sticking out her tongue playfully. The shortest of the three girls broke their chain of hands, bouncing over to show Lena her drawing.
"Wait, Mama? Me, Mama?" Lena asked, looking to Alex for help.
"Of course, silly goose!" The middle girl giggled, bounding over to her mother with a wide grin that was missing a couple of teeth. The tallest of the girls was the only one who seemed to understand, though she only looked a few years older than the middle girl. Lena assumed that at least the blonde girls were sisters, but the third girl looked so different that Lena was baffled. She had the eyes of a Luthor, piercing green, and jet-black hair that reached her waist. If any of these kids were Lena's, she would assume that it was her.
"Alex?" Lena asked frantically. "What's going on?"
"Guys, why don't you guys take Mom back to her room? Aunt Maggs can help you." Alex faked a smile as she shooed the kids away.
"If she can reach the handles." The blonde woman mumbled as the group walked out the door.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Alex asked.
"Ange leaving and the kidnapping,"
"Okay, well that's something." Alex sighed, walking away from the bed as Lena scrunched up her eyebrows, deep in thought.
"Alex, what's happening to me?" Lena asked, staring fiercely at her best and only friend.
"You fainted. You had a heart attack. During your fall, you hit your head on the wheel of a gurney, or rather, the metal over it. You had surgery to fix the damage to your skull, so it's either a complication or it just happens. Hit the nurse button." Alex explained, pacing around the room. Lena obeyed, hitting the red button beside her bed, but just after she did, her arms locked, her monitors began beeping loudly. Her entire body shook uncontrollably, and Alex froze.
"She's having a seizure, page Shepherd!" Someone yelled, and doctors came running.
"On three!" Someone shouted, "One, two, three!" And the beeping slowed to a halt. Another doctor, about as tall as Maggie entered the room.
"Wilson, order a head x-ray. Intern, why do we do an x-ray first on this patient?"
"It's Helm, and she had a fractured skull, so there could have been a piece of bone that came loose." The intern replied.
"Yes, and I don't need your name. Go scout surgeries somewhere else." The woman replied, earning a collective groan from the group of doctors.
"But it's Lena Luthor, Dr. Shepherd!" One exclaimed.
"But she's still a patient, Glasses! Go away!" 'Dr. Shepherd' replied. "You're family?"
"Sister-in-law, but I've known her more than half our lives. She's my best friend." Alex replied, clearly shaken.
"Right, yes. Sorry, working on celebrities is hard, because the part of them that's injured is always the part of them they're famous for. Lena Luthor needs brain surgery, Julie Andrews and throat surgery, Olympian skiers' legs. Always." The doctor sighed, shaking her head. Alex was confused. What was wrong with Lena? And what was wrong with this doctor?
"Sorry, I'm Dr. Amelia Shepherd, Chief of Neurosurgery here at Grey-Sloan. Miss Luthor just had a seizure, so we rolled her on her side to stop it. I'm not sure what caused it, but we'll give her a quick x-ray to see if it was something I missed." The short woman explained. Alex didn't know how to reply.
"I-I think that she would want you to call her Lena." Alex stammered.
"It's protocol, ma'am." The doctor replied simply.
"Then, call her Dr. Luthor, please. She's got too many Ph.D.'s to count. Plus, it makes her feel smart." Alex managed to joke.
"Of course. Dr. Grey will take her to the x-ray." Dr. Shepherd smiled politely. She motioned toward a woman who had lingered in the doorway, who looked strangely similar to Alex, other than her long hair. "Lexie, get her down stat, and bring someone with you just in case she seizes again." The woman nodded and stepped closer, cautiously.
"She doesn't bite. Most of the time." Alex smiled, hoping to relieve a bit of the tension in the room. Lexie smiled, quickening her pace. Just as she stopped beside the bed, Lena groaned.
"I must be more messed up than I thought. There's two of you, Al." She muttered.
"Yeah, well, that's not you." Alex smiled, leaning over to kiss Lena's cheek. "Don't you have another seizure just to make the kid's life harder. And you'd better not forget me, too." Alex's doppelgänger rolled Lena away before she could answer.
"What do you mean you, too?" Amelia asked, raising her eyebrows, her jaw clenched.
"When she woke up, she had forgotten everything from the past nineteen years. She didn't remember her kids, her wife, nothing. She only remembered me." Alex replied, spitting out her words as quickly as she could, obviously intimidated.
"She suffers from memory loss, seizures, post CABG and skull repair, she's hit her head, what else?" Dr. Shepherd muttered to herself. "She has kids? How many?"
"Three, but she only carried one," Alex answered.
"How old is she? Will she know any medical history? And where is the wife?" The doctor fires questions as fast as bullets, each stunning Alex. Even though she's married, Alex finds herself mildly attracted to the woman's intelligence.
"All three kids, her wife, and mine are in the ICU," Alex stammered, and they were off to Kara's room.