Author's Notes: So I decided to start writing a new Fanfic alongside my other one Welcome to SDA! Check it out if you haven't already. Anyway, this is kind of a Mortal Instruments meets Grey's Anatomy Fanfic just without the Grey's anatomy characters. Except to start off with I will be using the Grey's plot for the first episode over a few chapters and maybe plots from some other episodes but I will be changing it up and moving away from it depending where the wind takes me.

I have had to mess with character ages to fit my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters all Cassandra Clares and I have quoted the beginning of the first episode of Grey's Anatomy. Originally stated by Meredith Grey but in this story Alexander Lightwood and Richard Webber or Luke Garroway. Bold being Luke. Italic being Alec. Italic Bold being Isabelle in place of Miranda Bailey.

Chapter One

Alec Pov

The game. They say a person either has what it takes to play or they don't. My mother was one of the greats. Me on the other hand I'm kinda screwed.

As I arose this morning, I found myself laying on my new leather couch butt naked and definitely hungover. Like seriously, how much did I drink last night? As I stood up wobbling, I found that I was not alone. A very, very naked man lay on my floor, on his stomach, with my new cashmere purple blanket over his backside. Steadying myself I quickly removed the blanket and flung it around my shoulders, threw a cushion over him, resulting in a grunt and started picking up my clothing. First of all, I couldn't remember everything from last night because whilst I did love tequila it didn't like me and my memories, which were a bit hazy at best. The man on my floor was just another in my quite extensive line of conquests or so I thought. The caramel skinned man, with dark hair arose also and began rubbing his eyes.

"You have to go," I stated throwing his white shirt and black trousers at him.

"Why don't you just come down here and we will pick up where we left off," he said, suggestively raising an eyebrow and leaning back on his hands, giving me a full view of his naked self.

"No, I'm not joking you really have to go. I'm late and that's definitely not what you want to be on your first day of work. So..." I left the word lingering for a second, whilst he jumped to his feet and started to get dressed.

"So, er... Do you actually live here?" He said, looking round my very empty house, which contained a minimal amount of furniture.

"No, I mean yes, kind of." I really didn't want to be having this awkward small talk with a one night stand, it had also weird and uncomfortable.

"Oh, it's erm very nice, a bit empty and old but it's nice. So, how do you kinda live here?"

"I moved here (A/N: He's moved to Alicante.) a couple weeks ago from New York. It was my mother's house."

"I'm sorry," the man said whilst he was buckling the belt of his pants and then looked at me with his deep green-gold eyes that sparkled in the morning sun, not that I was paying attention or anything.

I quickly answered him back. "For what?"

"You said was, I assume..."

"My mother's not dead," I interrupted. "She's... Actually we don't have to do the thing,"

"Oh, well we can do anything you want," he interjected suggestively and quite saucily might I add.

"No the thing," I remarked, nodding my head and using my hands to explain myself, whilst trying to keep my body covered, It's harder than you think. "Exchanging details and what not and pretending that we actually care," I continued. "I'm gunna go upstairs and take a shower, okay and when I get back down here, I don't expect you to be here, so... erm goodbye erm..." I patiently waited for him to tell my his name, while he was fumbling with his shirt before he realised he needed to inject.

"Magnus,"

"Magnus, right, Alexander," I said, extending a hand.

"Alexander,"

"Yeah,"

He walked round the couch and took hold of my extended hand shaking it with a firm grip. "Nice meeting you," he said.

"Bye Magnus," I chortled, due to the awkwardness of the situation, waved, walking backwards and darted for my staircase.

After the weird events of this morning, I was happy to have showered and gotten dressed ready to head out for my first day of work. I was quite excited and nervous at the same time. I locked up and jumped in my car, heading off on a new adventure except I was relatively late.

Each of you comes here today hopeful. Wanting in on the game a month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors.

I quickly entered the room and joined the other new interns that were starting with me today. The chief of surgery, Doctor Luke Garroway, had come to show us around and he opened the door for us to look around an OR.

"Today you are the doctors."

I looked around the room in awe, the idea of being able to get in here one day and perform surgery was so close and yet so far and I couldn't wait to prove myself and get a start at working in order to do that.

"The years you spend here as a surgical resident, will be the best and worst of your life. You will be pushed to the breaking point. Look around you. Say hello to your competition. Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. So, you will be asked to leave. This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play, well, that's up to you."

Like I said I'm screwed.

After the chief had show us round the operating theatres, he had taken us to the Interns changing rooms, giving us our assigned lockers, which he said had our scrubs and white coats in front of them. As a collective we quickly got changed, I placed my stethoscope round my neck, as residents came into gather us in small groups as we would be working under them.

A ordinary looking blonde haired women came in a read off five names and then exited the room and a few other residents did the same.

"Hey Alexander, right?"

"Yeah,"

"Jace"

"Hi,"

"So, which resident are you assigned to? I have Lightwood. Wait, isn't that your last name?"

"Yes, she's my twin sister and I am also assigned the tyrant, darkwood," I shivered when I said that as it turns out my sister is basically a genius and skipped a couple of school years so she was able to complete medical school and start working at the hospital before me. She is quite loving and caring at heart but when she is at work she is the devil so people started calling her darkwood or the destroyer, now so do I.

"You have the destroyer of hopes and dreams. Me too," a small red headed girl, chirped in. "At least we can all be tortured together, I'm Clary. Fairchild. We met at the mixer, if I recall you were wearing a black suit and blue shirt that matched your eyes... sorry I'm making this weird..."

I looked down at Clary, with her bright red fiery hair, her green eyes and freckled face as I towered over her 5 2" with my 6 0" and stared at her, nodding and hoping she would stop talking.

"Lightwood, Herondale, Fairchild, Penhallow." A female voice called.

"Lightwood?" The golden hair boy asked the woman standing at the door as I walked over. That was definitely not my twin sister. Was he blind?

"Down the hall," she replied.

Me, Jace and Clary started down the hall towards my lovely sister.

"That's the destroyer." Jace said.

"I thought she would be taller and scarier," Clary interjected.

"Oh, trust me shes a hand full to say the least," I added.

A tallish, brown haired girl, who was quite beautiful, flaunted past us. "Professional Jealousy. Maybe she's amazingly brilliant and everyone is just jealous of her."

I tried so hard not to laugh out loud. Whilst my sister was quite the genius, I don't think I would ever use the words amazingly brilliant to describe her. Pain in the ass more like it.

"Hi, I'm Aline Penhallow," she said, extending a hand to my sister. Isabelle Lightwood looked at it and then back at Aline's face before dismissing the motion and speaking.

"I have five rules. Memorise them. Rule number one: don't bother sucking up, I already hate you. That's not gunna change." She handed Aline a clipboard and pointed at what looked like pagers. "Trauma protocol , phoneless pagers. Nurses will page you. Answer every page," Isabelle started off walking down the corridor as we collected our pagers and followed swiftly after her. "At a run. A run. That's rule number two. Your first shift starts now and lasts 48 hours. Your Interns, runts, nobodies, bottom of the surgical food chain. You run labs, write orders, work every second until you drop and don't complain." She brought us into a smallish room with bunk beds in it. "On call rooms. Attendings hog them, sleep when you can, where you can. Which brings me to rule number three: if i'm sleeping don't wake me, unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number four: the dying patient better not be dead when I get there. Not only will you have killed someone but you would have woke me for no good reason. We clear?"

God she could be so bossy and arrogant sometimes. I raised my hand. "Yes?"

"You said five rules, that was only four," I added, as Isabelle's pager started to beep.

"Rule number five: when I move. You move." She said exiting the on call room and heading down another corridor. Wow, this hospital was like a maze. We all ran after her as she took off, shouting and yelling, which was nothing unusual for me anyway.

We ended up on the helipad, on top of the hospital. The helicopter quickly landed as we ran over and the medevac started to get our first patient out of the helicopter.

"What have we got?"

"Lauren Ashcroft. Sixteen year old female. Two on set seizures."

Everything after that was a blur of wires, rubber gloves, trying to stablise the patient and then being told by an attending introduced to us as Doctor Helen Blackthorn to do a complete work up on the girl. Isabelle told Jace he would be running labs, Clary would be doing other patient work ups and me that I would be taking the girl for a CT and that she was my responsibility now. Trust me to get picked on by my own sister on my first day at the hospital.

"What about me?" Aline asked her.

"Honey, you get to do rectal exams." She said glaring at her and then leaving the treatment room.

Whilst everyone was getting on with their assigned tasks I was wandering the halls of the hospital, trying to find the CT room. I was completely and utterly lost and no matter how many times Lauren told me I was, I denied it, trying to prove that I could do this. She told me that she was missing her pageant and that she was totally pissed about it. I had to listen to her going on and on about how she could have won and how she was so much better than the other contestants.

Then if that wasn't bad enough I had to speak to her parents when they came barging into her room, worried about her. I told them that they had given her a sedative when she went in for the CT scan. They started asking me loads of questions about operations and if she was okay and I was getting a little overwhelmed.

"I'm not her doctor. I mean I am a doctor but I'm not the one treating Lauren, so, I will go get them for you," I said, quickly headed out of the room Lauren was currently in.

I walked around looking for Isabelle when I found her coming into the corridor I was currently wandering about in.

"Lauren's parents have questions. Do you talk to them or do I as Blackthorn?"

"No Blackthorn's off the case. Lauren belong's to the neurosurgeon now, Doctor Bane, he's over there." She stated pointing or into the reception area and was surrounded by staircases. I continued to stare at Isabelle.

"You mean Doctor Bane as in the Doctor who co owns this hospital and is a prodigy in the neurosurgery field that Doctor Bane?" I said, in total awe.

"Yes, now get going, I'm busy Alec."

I looked over to where she had pointed and found that she had been pointing to the man who had been in my house this morning naked. I stood there staring in shock at him before he looked up at me and I quickly left through the door I had just come from. I walked rapidly down the halls, trying to get away from him.

"Alexander," I heard a beautiful, rich sounding voice yell. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Actually I was..." I was cut off by him grabbing my arm and ushering me into the stairwell. "Doctor Bane," I said looking around to see if anyone was about.

"Doctor Bane," he voice was filled with, what I could only determine as hurt. "This morning it was Magnus. Now it's Doctor Bane."

"Doctor Bane, we should pretend it never happened,"

"What never happened? You sleeping with me last night or you throwing me out this morning? Because both are quite fond memories I would like to keep a hold of. "

"No. There will be no memories. I'm not a guy in a bar anymore and neither are you. This can not happen or exist. You get that right?" I said, sternly.

"You took advantage of me and now you want to forget about me."

"I did not," I was a little outrage but highly amused by that statement and broke into a grin.

"I was drunk, vulnerable and good looking and you took advantage."

"Okay. I was the one that was drunk and you are not that good looking," I said to him lying through my teeth of course because the man in front of me was perfection and nobody could deny that.

"Maybe not today but last night I certainly was," he remarked. "I had my best outfit on and you took advantage."

"I did not take advant..."

"Take advantage again. Say Friday," he interrupted, moving in closer.

I hesitated a second before answering him. "No. Your an attending and co owner of this hospital and I'm your intern. Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you have seen me naked." Bane started to giggle and I continued my statement. "Doctor Bane, this is inappropriate. Has that ever occurred to you?" I finished, exiting through the door he had brought me in through. Oh dear lord he was going to be the death of me. I can't believe this has happened. Just typical. This was not going to be an easy shift and I had only been here two hours. Only forty-six more to go. Time was not on my side.

A/N: So, what did you think of my new Fanfic. Please review and tell me. I am excited to carry on and introduce you to an interesting dynamic between the characters in Bane Lewis Memorial Hospital. Hope you enjoyed it. :)