Hey guys, this is my first AI story and I hope you guys like it! This takes place after the S6 finale and it's a few months after everyone has had counseling and things like that. Derek is still Chief of Surgery.
Enjoy!
Alex was in the resident locker room, pulling on his light blue scrubs and lab coat with his name in cursive over his left breast pocket. He thought about how lucky he was. He was brought up in a home with rarely any true family. Sure, he had his mom and dad, and brother and sister, but were they really a family? They never spent much quality time together. His father beat his mom, and he was there to hear it. It was really bad, yet here he was. On his way to becoming a surgeon, a real life surgeon. He still couldn't believe it.
He sighed as he rubbed his face with his hands and yawned. He hadn't been getting much sleep lately since the shooting that had occured a few months ago. He was getting counselling, and everything was going smoothly except for sleep. He had broken it off with Lexie a while ago, considering he never really loved her. It was more of a physical relationship than anything, and they had agreed that maybe they weren't the best for each other. So now he was single, and oddly, he was okay with that.
He stood and began to follow his fellow residents for rounds. He was getting really interested in Pediatrics more and more never really thought that he was good with kids, but he felt like maybe since his childhood was rough, and absolutely horrible, that that was how he connected with the kids, and made them feel better.
Before he could get to the first patient for rounds, he was pulled behind the wall and pushed up against it by one of his closest friends, Meredith Grey. "Um, what the hell, Mer?" He asked as he rubbed his head where it had made contact with the hard wall behind him.
"I'm sorry, Alex. I can't let you go in there." She said, her eyes showing nothing but complete fear and surprise.
"What are you talking about? Why the hell not?" He asked her, confused as to why he wasn't allowed to do rounds.
"Just... If you go in there, I think you'll freak out a little." She warned him.
"Mer, I can handle this. I've handled a lot of shit recently, I'm sure this won't be so bad." He said, pushing the tiny framed woman away from him a little, and walking into the room.
"Okay, who's presenting?" Izzie Stevens said as she looked around the room. This was Alex's case, he was supposed to present, but he was too shocked to speak.
He felt a nudge from Meredith, sending him back into reality, and he cleared his throat as he stepped forward.
"Carlson Young, 15, presented with a malignant glioma close to the sensory and motor cortex of the brain and is scheduled for awake brain surgery this afternoon." He said as he stared at his chart, unable to make eye contact with the blonde doctor.
"Thank you Dr. Karev. You and Dr. Grey will be the residents on this case, everyone else can continue." Izzie said as everyone but Alex and Meredith stayed in the room. "Carlson, Dr. Karev and Dr. Grey are two of the best residents in this hospital. You are very lucky to have them." She said and exited the room, Meredith and Alex close behind.
"Izzie, you're back." Meredith said, surprise evident in her voice.
"Just for this case, Derek asked me to come, and since I have been focused on Peds lately at my practice in Chehalis, he thought this would be a perfect oppurtunity for me." She explained.
Alex couldn't move. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't react, he couldn't blink, he couldn't do anything. He just stared at her as though she had three eyes and an arm sticking out the top of her head.
"Mer, could you take Carlson up for an MRI, and Dr. Karev, update her chart." Izzie said, handing him the chart of the young patient. He gave a small nod, and watched in pure shock as his ex-wife walked away.
"I told you." Meredith said as she walked into the room of their patient, leaving Alex standing in a state of awe.
Well, there you have it. I know it's short, but this is just an intro! Please review!