Romans & histoires Why Did They Kill Off George On Grey's Anatomy

“What?” “You’re going to stop seeing him, and I mean forever, or he will just end up another robbery that went wrong,” my jaw drops the moment he says that, and I start piecing the pieces together. George was attacked, he was doing okay, and then a few days later he was dead, mysteriously. The tears keep falling, and my whole body is shaking right now as it dawns on me. I didn’t think he would go that far. “You… you killed him,” I say, and the tears fall.

He unlocked his phone and handed it over. She plugged in her number and pressed it to her ear. He wished she'd listen to him. Maybe if he'd been...softer, she'd take his advice. People split from jobs all the time without a backward glance. The way he saw it, she needed to get as far away as she could and damn the consequences. Fiona stopped in the middle of the dirt road, her eyes wide. "What?" He didn't like the look on her face. "George...he's dead." She tapped the phone screen and replayed a message from someone named Eli. The details were sparse. George was dead, and they needed her to help sort out where George was at on a few things.

Skylar A yawn left my lips as I lazily blinked my slightly glossy eyes. Watching Grey’s anatomy is never a bad idea, maybe it is seeing how they killed all of my favorite characters, okay not all but still. Why the hell did Derek die? Or George? I could never wrap my head around why the writer must kill one of the most important characters, to depress the watchers? Isn’t life depressing enough?

George was surprised. I told him before that my mother had died of illness, but I didn't tell him any details. So when he suddenly knew about this, he was naturally very surprised. I smiled reluctantly. "So even if I still love Leo now, I can't stay with him." "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was like this," George said, putting his hand around me. I didn't refuse his hug and even put my head on his shoulder. My head was still hurt. Maybe killing Leo could completely eliminate the pain. I thought and put my hand around George's waist. I had no hesitation about killing Leo and banishing him at this time.

Thought he was safe now that his mate had recovered, now that they had their precious daughter. But George wasn't finished. The office door opened and one of George's few remaining associates, entered carrying a tablet. He took in the scene, the empty bottles, the white residue on the desk and his expression tightened with concern. "George, we need to talk." "Not now." George waved him off, his movements jerky with chemical energy. "Yes, now." He closed the door behind him. "This has gone too far. The failed assassination attempts, the exposure of Dr. Thornton, the money we've burned through, George, it's over. We need to cut our losses and walk away."

When he raised the question, George pulled out a dagger from the back of his hips. “Because the grim reaper’s taken your son. I can’t bring him back, so I can only send you to see him!” Before Jett could react, he was stabbed twice. The attack stupefied him. His mind failed to process the events. “I’ve spent money to hire you. W-Why are you killing me?” “Because you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t!” That was all George said before the rest of his actions became gory… George met up with Herschel that night.

George said somberly. Oh my God…” I breathed, my eyes wide. “So… you’re saying everything he sacrificed was…” I couldn’t even finish my sentence. “Yeah… meaningless. Just imagine the pain it caused Nick, learning the truth. Aside from knowing Don Agustin wasn’t his father, there’s also all the suffering Jessica went through because of him…” George said weakly. “How did he even manage to go on?” I whispered, barely able to speak. “He attempted suicide,” George admitted heavily. The pain and pity in his eyes were clear as he said the words.

"Why? Because you owe Ginny, you owe me, and you owe the Warde family!" Elizabeth was filled with sorrow and anger. "Do you know why I knew about your illness and why I was so strongly opposed to you and Vicky? Because I've witnessed it. George was pushed off the second floor when he was trying to talk you out of it. That's why he died so quickly because he was so badly hurt. Do you know how terrifying you look during that state? You can't control yourself. If you continue being with Vicky, she'll end up dead because of you!" Elizabeth recalled the past and expressed her resentment. "She's a girl of not even 20. She doesn't know what your other side is like. Otherwise, she would be too scare

That is all she says before she collapses on the floor bleeding to death. I turn around and rush over to her. My eyes full of tears as I start to scream at Jordan. “Help me, please.” He rushes into the living room to see what is going on before he hits the deck as he watches George open the door. Quickly he removes his gun from its holster and shoots him in his arm that is holding the gun. George drops his weapon and falls back to the floor in shock. With everything going on around me, I can’t take it anymore, so I fall to the floor and cradle my baby daughter because she is dead, and George is at fault. Crying for hours, I sit there while Jordan calls the police and they come.

“Simple, before anyone notices you’re gone. I’ll take Xavier by a secret portal to where we’ll meet. If anyone asks, I’m getting rid of the dog, sorry Xavier, since you’ll have no use for it. You know how many here fear dogs. I’m sure many will be happy to see the last or nothing of Xavier.” She nodded. It was a thin excuse of a reason he’d be leaving with a dog, but they might buy into it because it was flawed. “Okay, lead the way George, let’s get this over with then. I’m really struggling here with all of this. I wasn’t allowed to see my mother and sister’s funeral. This happened over a week ago. What kind of monster does that?” “That monster would be Tatiana, love.” George inwardly wince