July 1, 2004

"Hello, Dr. Bailey." Sam smiled and stood next to Bailey at the nurses' station. "And how are you doing this morning?"

"Why are you being so cheerful?" Bailey's eyes were wide.

"I have a day full of surgeries today." Sam picked up a chart off the rack. "Why do you seem so frustrated?"

"My new interns are coming in today." Bailey turned to face her. "You wouldn't by any chance want them, would you?"

"I don't have any time. Sorry." Sam smirked and walked down the hall. She walked over to the elevator and pressed the button to call it. She opened the chart and started reading.

"Dr. Olson." Dr. Shepherd greeted. "I hear we're sharing a patient today."

"You mean, you stole half of my patient?" She closed the chart as she chuckled. "So, I saw you leave Joe's with that girl last night."

"You saw nothing of the sort." Derek laughed. "What about you?"

"I went home alone, thank you." She smiled as the elevator door opened and they stepped in. "I can't seem to find anyone worth it. Oh, did you hear that Bailey has a group of interns starting today?"

"I did hear that." Derek confirmed. "Are you excited not to be the bottom of the totem pole?"

"Shut up, Shepherd." Sam cracked. "Doesn't it mean anything that I'm the only fourth year resident left?"

"What happened to the others?" Derek asked.

"Well, Bobby dropped out first year." Sam started the list. "Amber got pregnant and left the program a few weeks into the second year. And Mark decided he wanted to be a nurse. He now works at a hospital in Mississippi."

"That just means that you're a great doctor." Derek smiled his gorgeous smile and ran one of his hands through his gorgeous head of hair.

"Thank you, Dr. Shepherd." The elevator doors opened and four nervous looking people in scrubs entered the elevator. "You must be Bailey's new interns."

"How'd you know?" The blonde girl asked.

"You look exactly the way I did when I found out that The Nazi would be controlling the most important year of my career."

"So you're the fifth intern?" The hot guy piped in.

"No, I was an intern four years ago." Sam laughed. "I'm Dr. Sam Olson." She held out her hand and shook each of the four interns' hands. "So there's a fifth intern?"

"Yes, my best friend, Meredith." The girl with the brown hair assured them. "She'll be here. I'm Christina Yang."

"You look a little young to be a fourth year resident." The hot one commented. "How old are you?"

The quiet one looked at him and whispered. "You're never supposed to ask a woman how old she is."

"Thank you…" Sam trailed off, remembering that she didn't know his name. "I'm sorry. You are?"

"I'm George O'Malley." He answered quickly.

"You're one to watch, O'Malley." Sam smiled.

Derek looked at Sam. "How old are you anyway?"

Sam laughed. "Shut up, Shepherd."

"What if a girl asks?" Derek questioned. "Can one of you ask how old she is?"

Yang sighed. "Just tell them how old you are."

"Christina!" The blonde one shouted. "She's a fourth year resident." She whispered.

"It's okay." Sam smiled at the blonde girl. "I'm twenty-six."

"How are you a fourth year resident?" The hot one shot at her.

"I graduated high school when I was fifteen. I got my bachelor's when I was eighteen and started my internship when I just turned twenty-three."

"That's impressive." Dr. Shepherd smiled wide as the elevator doors opened up. "This is my stop. I'll see you later, Dr. Olson."

"Later, Dr. Shepherd." Sam smiled as the elevator doors shut behind Derek. "Good luck with Dr. Bailey today. If you any help, try and find someone else, and if they don't help, I might be able to." Sam laughed and waited for the elevators doors to open.

July 1, 2004

"I'm so exhausted." Andrew sighed. "I've been on call for like three days in a row now." He laid his head on the desk of the nurse's station. "What's new with you? I need something interesting to keep me awake."

"Well, there are new interns coming in today." Sam hoped up and sat on the desk next to Andrew's head. "Bailey is super excited about that."

"I bet." He yawned. "I hate interns. They think doctors are so much better than us nurses."

"That's because we are." Sam joked. "I'm kidding. You know you're my favorite nurse. You're the cutest, at least."

Andrew pretended to laugh. "I mean this in the nicest way possible; shut up."

Sam let out a real laugh. "I don't know what I would do without seeing your face every day." She lightly bumped his chin with her fist. "Oh, how your date go last night?"

"Eh, it was alright." Andrew informed her. "I don't think she's the one, but who knows."

"I know what you're saying, the closest thing I have to a boyfriend is Dr. Shepherd."

"Excuse me, sweet thing." A smooth voice came from behind Sam.

She turned around quickly to see Mark Sloan. "Let me guess, Mark Sloan?"

"How'd you know?" Mark asked.

Sam chuckled. "Derek has told me all about you." She slid off the counter and held out her hand to shake his.

Instead he pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm a hugger."

"I see that." Sam managed, a little out of breath.

July 1, 2004

"Hi, Mr. Jones. I'm Dr. Olson. I'll be your surgeon today." Sam greeted as she walked into her patient's room. "How are you feeling?" She picked up his chart from the end of his bed and began to read over it.

"I'm a little nervous." Mr. Jones admitted. "I've never had surgery before."

"Don't you worry, Mr. Jones." Sam set the chart back on the end of the bed. "I've done this surgery many, many times."

"And you haven't killed anyone doing it?" He mumbled.

"Not one." She smiled to comfort him. "Look, Mr. Jones, you're going to be just fine. You can live without an appendix."

"Are you sure?" He blinked slowly. "How long have you been a doctor?"

Sam was used to people questioning her age, but she knew she was a great surgeon. "I may look young, but that's just because I exercise. I'm a fourth-year resident here at Seattle Grace."

"So, you know what you're doing?" He questioned.

"Yes, I do." Sam smiled.

Bailey popped in the room with her interns. She recognized the four from the elevator and she recognized the fifth one as the girl who Derek left the bar with last night. "Hello, Dr. Bailey."

"Would you mind presenting for my interns?" She asked as nicely as she could.

"Of course." Sam looked at the interns. "Michael Jones, age forty-nine, came in yesterday afternoon complaining of stomach pains, which was diagnosed as appendicitis. He's scheduled for surgery at noon."

"Alright, do you want one my interns?" Bailey begged Sam with her eyes.

"Dr. O'Malley, would you like to scrub in on the surgery today?" Sam asked.

George nodded.

"O'Malley you're with Dr. Olson." Bailey left the room with the other four interns.

"Mr. Jones, this is Dr. O'Malley." Sam pointed to George. "He's going to help me prep you for surgery."

"He doesn't look old enough to be a doctor either." Mr. Jones half smiled.

"You're in great hands, Mr. Jones." Sam placed her hand on his. "I'm going to make sure the OR is ready for you and then we'll get you into surgery and you'll be good as new." She began to walk out of the room. "Dr. O'Malley, if you'll come with me."

George nodded and followed her out of the patient's room. "Thank you, Dr. Olson."

"Don't thank me, Dr. O'Malley; just show me what you learned." Sam walked to the nurses' station. "Can I get Mr. Jones' chart, please."

One of the nurses picked up the chart and held it out to Sam. She gestured for George to take it. He grabbed the chart and began to read.

"Read the chart and meet me in OR 2 in an hour for the surgery." Sam smiled at George and walked down the hall. She stopped at the elevator and pushed the button to call it. Dr. Shepherd came up next to her. "Hey there, Dr. Shepherd, you'll never guess who I saw this morning."

"Guessing games. I'm great at guessing games." Dr. Shepherd laughed sarcastically.

"The girl you left the bar with last night." Sam crackled. "She's here."

"What's wrong with her?" Derek asked.

"She's one of Bailey's new interns." Sam whispered. "I bet you didn't see that one coming."

"Really?" Derek looked at Sam. "Meredith?"

"That's her." The elevator doors opened and they both stepped in. Sam pushed the button for level 4 and Derek pushed the button for level 5. "She's even prettier in the daytime."

"Isn't she gorgeous?" Derek's eyes lit up. "I think I'm going to fall in love with her."

"How can you possibly know that?" Sam's eyebrows rose. "After one night?"

"Sometimes you just know." Derek answered as the elevator doors opened at level 4. Meredith was waiting to get on. "I'll see you later, Dr. Olson."

Sam exited the elevator and sneaked a 'thumbs up' to Derek. "Good luck." She mouthed to him. The doors shut behind her.

"Dr. Olson." The chief came up behind her. "I want to talk to you about something."

"Yes, sir." Sam stopped in the hallway and faced the chief. "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, yes, everything is fine." Chief Webber smiled. "We've got something very interesting that I want you to be in on."

"I'm interested already." Sam's smile was across her whole face. "What exactly is this?"

"We're having a meeting tomorrow. Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Bailey, Dr. Torres and I will be in the conference room at 4:30. We'll see you then." Chief Webber walked away.

Dr. Bailey walked up behind Sam. "Did the chief tell you what 'the thing' is?"

"Nope." Sighed. "Just told me about the meeting."

"I need to know." Dr. Bailey grunted. "I need something to get my mind off these interns."

"I have an idea." Sam giggled. "How about you go teach them something." She laughed sarcastically.

"Just get your butt up to surgery." Dr. Bailey pointed to the OR board.

"I'm going." Sam fixed her hair and began her walk to the OR. She walked to the elevator and pressed the button to call it.

Derek came up next to her. "Why is it that we only see each other in the elevator and at Joe's?"

"I don't know, Derek." Sam laughed as they got into the elevator. "How'd it go with the intern?"

"She wants me." Derek cracked a smile.

"How'd it really go?" Sam gave him a sly look.

Derek laughed. "She didn't say it out loud. I'll give it time."

The elevator doors opened. "Let me know how it goes." Sam walked out and to the OR. George was waiting outside for her. "Hello, Dr. O'Malley."

"I read over the chart, Dr. Olson."

"Great, let's scrub in." Sam smiled at him and they went into the scrub room.