The OR, a room where lives are saved and lives are lost. A surgeon's playground. Four years of high school, four years of college and four years of medical school has led to this moment. Standing in front of the new group of interns was Dr Sue Sylvester, chief of surgery at Victoria West hospital. She was one of the greats.

"Each of you comes today hopeful, wanting in on the game. A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today, you are the doctors. The seven 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. Two of you will be asked to leave. This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play, that's up to you."

The locker room is filled up with a fresh batch of interns getting ready for their first day. A room of matching light blue scrubs and white lab coats.

"Okay, Martin, Smith, Thompson, Roberts, Lockins." A resident calls out. Gathering his group of interns.

"Hey you're Quinn right?" a short brunette comes up and asks to which Quinn nods in return. "Rachel" the brunette says.

"Which resident you assigned to? I got Holiday" Quinn asks.

"Me too"

"You got Holiday?" a blonde boy with huge lips approaches them. "At least we'll all get through this together right. Im Sam… Evans." Sam turns to Quinn, "Uh we met at the.. ah mixer… you had on a forest green dress with strappy sandals and… now you think im gay" Sam says nervously as Quinn and Rachel look at him. "No im not gay"

"Dude the way you just described what she was wearing sounded pretty capital G gay to me and holy hell your lips are huge. That my friend is a serious case of trouty mouth." a young brunette Latina interrupts them.

"Im not gay" Sam stutters out nervously.

"Mhmm okay Trouty if that's your story"

"You know you shouldn't really insult people after a second of knowing them especially in this career where you could use all the help you can get" Quinn points out to the Latina.

"And who might you be?" Santana wonders who this blonde that has the confidence to call her out is.

"Quinn Fabray"

"Santana Lopez"

Quinn turns her back on Santana after they have exchanged names.

"Oh come on, now you're turning away from me? I thought we were getting along"

"I don't exactly want to speak to you any longer than I have to" Quinn says still not facing Santana. What she doesn't expect is to feel another body press up loosely beside her and a mouth right next to her ear.

"She's feisty. I like that" Santana whispers. She soon walks away to her own locker before Quinn can turn back around.

As she turns back around she is faced with Rachel and Sam's awkward faces as they are not really sure what to say.

"Evans, Berry, Puckerman, Fabray, Jones and Lopez" another doctor calls out.

Wait did he say Lopez? Fuck. Quinn thinks. She was going to be stuck in a group with the cocky Latina who certainly had no problem is saying her true thoughts. Sure Santana was beautiful but her word vomit just made Quinn roll her eyes.

Quinn, Sam and Rachel walk over to the doctor who called their names out.

"Holiday?" Rachel asks the man.

"End of the hall" he points to a tall blonde doctor who is standing at the nearby nurses' station. On her way over Quinn feels another person walk up beside her.

"Well would you look at that Fabray, looks like we'll be spending more time together after all" Santana says with a playful smirk.

"Joy" Quinn replies sarcastically.

When they get to the new resident they are joined with another man and women who are probably the 'Puckerman' and 'Jones' mentioned before.

Rachel is the first to approach Dr Holiday. She walks up confidently with her hand placed out ready to shake the hand of Holly Holiday.

"Hi im Rachel Barbra Berry and I'll be one of your interns. I came here from New York where I studied und…"

"Ok, hold up." Dr Holiday puts her hand up in front of Rachel to stop her talking. "For starters you talk way too much for someone of your height and most of all, keep it zipped until you're picked" Holly taps Rachel on the head before she turns to the rest of the group.

"I have five rules, memorize them. Rule number one. Don't bother sucking up. I already hate you that's not gonna change. Trauma protocol, phone lists, pagers, nurses will page you.

Dr Holiday starts walking off down the hall and signals us all to follow as the interns collect their things from the desk.

"You answer every page at a run. A run! That's rule number two. Your first shift starts now and last 48 hours."

HOUR 1

"You're interns, grunts, bottom of the surgical food chain. You run labs, write orders and work every second night until you drop and you don't complain." Dr Holiday addresses the interns.

She soon stops as she reaches a door to which she opens and turns on the light.

"On call room, sleep when you can, where you can. This brings me to rule number 3, if I am sleeping do not wake me unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number 4 the dying patient better not be dead when I get there or you will have woken me for no good reason. Okay?"

Dr Holiday stops speaking which leads to the other female who is known as Mercedes puts her hand up.

"Yes?"

"You said there were five rules, that was only four."

Beep beep beep beep

Holiday's pager goes off.

"Rule number five, when I run you run" Dr Holiday runs off with her interns following close behind signalling for whoever is in the halls to move out of her way.

"What do we got?" Holiday asks the paramedic.

"Lily Peters, 18 year old female. New onset seizures. Intermittent for the past week. IV lost in route and started grand mall seizing as we descended."

The doctors and nurses get the patient stable.

"Mercedes and Noah you're on labs, Santana and Sam patient work ups, Quinn, take Lily down for a CT, she's your responsibility now."

"Wait, what about me?" Rachel asks as Holly missed her out of the list.

"You? Honey you get to do rectal exams"

Dr Holiday walks out of the room and leaves the interns to get on with their given roles

HOUR 7

It gets to around 1pm when the interns stop to have lunch.

Quinn, Rachel, Noah (but he tells the groups he likes to be called Puck, although Rachel insists she still call him Noah to which Puck agreed to as long as he gets to call Rachel his 'Jewish Princess') Mercedes and Sam are all sat at a table.

"Well if it isn't my new set of fellow interns and feisty Fabray over here as well" Santana takes the seat opposite Quinn.

The conversation drifts back to normal to which Santana adds playful comments now and again.

"This shift is a marathon. Not a sprint. Eat." Sam tells Rachel.

"I can't" Rachel replies with a scowl on her face pushing her food away.

"You should really eat something girl" Mercedes tries to encourage her.

"You try eating after performing 15 rectal exams. Holiday hates me." Rachel sighs.

"She's trying to separate the weak from the strong" Santana tells her. "If you let her bring you down, she's obviously going to keep treating you like crap" she points out.

"She's right Rach" Quinn agrees.

"Did Lady Fabray over there actually agree with me on something? Is this real life?" Santana jokes.

"Don't let it get to your head"

Santana smirks in response.

As Quinn walks back into Lily's room to check on her patient she is faced with an older man and older women crowding over Lily who is sedated as she just had her CT scans.

"Excuse me, may I help you?" Quinn asks.

"Oh good finally someone is here. We're her parents and we want to know what is going on. Our doctor at home said she might need an operation, is that true?" they turn to Quinn expecting an answer from her.

"What kind of operation" the mother asks.

"She's um, she's.. you know I should go and get her doctor, im not the doctor, I mean I am a doctor but im not Lily's doctor so I'll just go and get her for you" Quinn makes her way out of the room to go and find Dr Holiday for answers.

"Dr Holiday" Quinn calls to her as she finds her at the nurses' station. "Lily's parents are here and they have Questions. Do you talk to her?"

"Ah no, Lily belongs to the neuro attending Dr Schuester, he's over there" holiday points to a man with curly hair in dark blue scrubs.

"Dr Schuester? Um Lily Peters parents are here and they want to talk to you about their daughters condition" Quinn says.

HOUR 19

Rachel, Quinn and Mercedes are all sitting on a hospital bed in a deserted brick hallway which is out of use.

"You know Quinn, Santana seems very flirty with you. I think she likes you" Rachel says to Quinn.

"She's like that with everyone" Quinn brushes off.

"Um no she's not." Mercedes argues. "I can't even count the amount of times she's called me 'Wheezy' and every time she sees Sam she refers to him as 'trouty mouth' or with Rachel it's 'RuPaul' 'midget' or 'Frodo' face it Q. That girl wants you"

"Well I don't want her. She's extremely rude for someone I've only known for a day" Quinn shrugs off. Quinn knows that she's lying, she can't deny that she hasn't noticed Santana looks but she didn't want her. No. Did she?

"What about Puck with Rachel. He's definitely flirting with you Rach" Quinn nudges Rachel as she tries to get the conversation off the topic of her and Santana.

"Well I can't deny that I haven't notice Noah's good lucks and charm"

Beep beep beep beep

Quinn's pager goes off.

"Oh crap, Lily!" Quinn runs off at a fast pace towards Lily's room. She gets to the room and see's that Lily is coding.

"Dr Fabray she's having multiple grand mall seizures. How do you want to proceed?"

Quinn immediately freezes. She's never been put in this type of pressure. She's read about the pressure, the pressure of the leap from med school where you practice on mannequins to being an actual doctor where real people with real problems are the patients. You don't think about the pressure, until the moment where it suffocates you.

"Dr Fabray are you listening? She's got diazepam. 2mg morazopam. I just gave a second dose. Dr Fabray you
need to tell us what you want us to do! Dr Fabray!"

Quinn gets pulled out of her trance. This isn't the time to get scared. She can't, not know. She needs to take control and be the doctor she set out to be.

"Load her with phenobarbital" she instructs the nurse.

"Pheno's in" the nurse tells her.

"Have you paged Dr Schuester?"

"Yes"

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

"Hearts stopped"

"Code blue, code blue!"

A nurse comes in the room and brings in a heart shock machine to which Quinn quickly grabs the paddles and a nurse adds the gel on them.

"Charge to 200" Quinn instructs.

"Charged. Clear"

Quinn delivers the shock but Lily's heart is still flat lining.

"Still V-FIB. Nothing"

"Charging. 19 seconds" the nurse says.

"Charge to 300"

"300" the nurse confirms and Quinn shocks again but there is still no change.

"27 seconds" one of the nurses announces.

"Charge to 360" Quinn shocks Lily again but still nothing. "Come on Lily"

"49 seconds"

"Charge again!" Quinn orders the nurse but the nurse just stares at her as she knows that charging again is not proper procedure after 60 seconds of flat lining. "Charge again!"

As Quinn shocks again Lily's heart monitor starts beeping again.

"I see sinus rhythm"

Quinn sighs with relief.

"Blood pressure is coming up"

"What the hell happened?" Dr Schuester comes running into the room.

"She had a seizure and her heart stopped. I did everything I could think of, I don't know why it happened im sorry" Quinn tells him with a panicked voice.

"It's okay, you did good you got her heart beating again"

"Dr Schuester the angiogram results" a nurse hands them over to him.

"Damn, she has a sub-arachnoid haemorrhage. She's bleeding into her brain. She needs to go into surgery straight away. Dr Fabray you're scrubbing in."

HOUR 46

"Is she gonna be okay?" Quinn asks Dr Schue as they are both coming out of Lily's surgery.

"She's going to be fine" he reassures her. "You did good today"

"Thanks"

"Im gonna go and tell Lily's parents the good news." He walks off toward the waiting area.

HOUR 48

Quinn makes her way out of the hospital; her first shift is over with.

"Fabray" a voice calls her.

Quinn turns around and is faced with Santana.

"I hear congratulations are in order"

"For what?" Quinn asks confused.

"You saved a life today. That kind of stuff doesn't go unnoticed today" Santana implies. "You win the prize for being the first intern to go into surgery"

"Oh yeah? And what's my prize?"

Santana smirks at Quinn's question.

"Well we could always head over to an on call room and I could give you a very special prize"

Quinn not letting Santana have the upper hand just smiles and shakes her head at Santana.

"Goodbye Santana" Quinn turns back and starts walking to her car.

"Hey Quinn" Santana shouts again to which she turns around once more to see that Santana is still in the same place as before.

"You let me know when you want to cash in on that prize" she sees Santana's smirk again knowing that Santana won't let this go. Quinn watches Santana walk over to her motorcycle and sees her drive away before she gets into her own car and heads home to get some rest.

Before she drives away Quinn takes one last look at Victoria West hospital, this place is going to change her life.

So yes, you probably guessed it. This story is based on Greys anatomy as you can probably tell as I used a fair amount of quotes from the first episode which belong to Grey's anatomy. This was only just to get this story started. It will be a bit different from actual greys anatomy. But yeah, hope you like it and please review and let me know what you think!