"I am glad you chose Seattle Grace's program for your career." Chief said to me.

"Thank you chief, I am to." I walked out with the chief behind me. He noticed a girl a little older then I was, standing at the counter.

"Meredith! Meredith, this is your newest intern, Alison Thomas. Alison, this is your resident, Dr. Grey." I extended my hand and Meredith Grey shook it. As chief walked away, back into his office, she asked me, "What kind of experience do you have?"

"Well, I was an intern in a hospital in Chicago." Meredith nodded.

"I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number 1: Don't bother sucking up. I already hate you, that's not gonna change. Rule number 2: You have pagers...The nurses will page you and you answer those pagers on a run! F: If I'm sleeping don't wake me unless the patient is actually dying. Rule number 4: When I get there the Dying Patient better not be already dead." Then her pager rang. "Rule number 5: When I move - YOU MOVE!" She ran and the rest of her interns followed her at a run. So did I. We got to a patient room and the patient was coding. "Thomas! Can you intubate?" Meredith asked.

"Yes, Dr. Grey." I went over to the patient and intubated her quickly. The other interns looked at me like I had just completed brain surgery.

"Nice job." I thanked her and she told us to go to lunch.

I sat with the other interns. "I'm Lexie," One of them said. They all introduced themselves.

"Hey, I'm Alison. Alison Thomas." I smiled.

"You're lucky that you're with Grey," Lexie smiled. "I'm with Yang. With her, I'm either Lexipedia, or 3."

"Lexipedia?" I asked, laughing.

"Photographic memory."

"Ahh." We ate our lunch. When we got back, Dr. Grey was putting people on different specialties. "Dr. Grey, can I go to neurosurgery?" I asked. "In my old hospital, that was my main specialty."

"Yea, sure go to the head, Dr. Sheppard." She said. I looked on the map for the neuro wing. When I found it, I skipped off to my favorite specialty. I saw a man in a white lab coat, and I walked up to him. He had amazing hair!

"Um, are you Dr. Sheppard?" I asked him.

"Yes I am, can I help you?" He asked.

"Dr. Grey sent me. I am the intern for Neuro."

"Are you new?" He asked. It seemed like I had his full attention now.

"Yes sir." I extended my hand. He shook it. "Alison Thomas." I smiled.

"Derrick Sheppard," He smiled back. "Can you take those charts over there, and take care of the pre-ops and post-ops, please?"

"Yes sir." I did as he asked. "Is there any possibilities of me scrubbing in for a surgery?"

"Possibly. Yea, I have a craniotomy around three, you can scrub in for that."

"Thank you" I said, and I started doing his post and pre-ops.

When I was on the last patient, I started my pre-surgery routine. Taking in deep breaths, and shaking my hands violently. "What the hell are you doing?" Someone asked. I opened my eyes. Standing in front of me was a lady who looked as old as Dr. Grey.

"Um, pre-surgery routine." I suggested.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I am a new intern… Alison Thomas." I smiled.

"Oh god! Why does this hospital keep bringing in new death machines?" I laughed.

"Are you Yang?" I asked.

"It's Dr. Yang! Who's intern are you?"
"Dr. Grey's." Before I could finish, she ran out of the room, and I went to scrub in. "Hi, Dr. Sheppard, how is the patient? I didn't look over his chart yet."

"He is fine, other than the fact that he needs a craniotomy," he laughed.

"Okay, will I be, like, doing anything?" I asked.

"You are an intern, so no." His face looked like I was incredibly stupid.

"Oh, I'm sorry, back in Chicago, interns did more than just watch. I've taken out at least two appendixes." I laughed.

"Well, Dr. Thomas, this is not an appendix, this is brain surgery."

All I did was watch. It sucked. And I had to tell someone about it. That's what I do. I talk to random people about random things. And when I talk about it, I don't just talk, I burst. Burst out loud and a lot of times, I start bawling, unable to stop. I hated watching! After the surgery, my pager rang 911 from Dr. Grey. I ran to the ER so that I could get first dibbs on the best trauma.

"What's the case?" I asked Lexie.

"A boat crash. Two boats collided, because the driver had a seizure. Peirce has the driver, Steve has the other driver, and we are waiting for the other victims to arrive in the ambulances."

"Do we know the status of the other victims?"

"Nope, nothing other from what the drivers said, which seems pretty bad. They said that the both the boats… like… blew up!" Right after she said that, we could hear the sirens from around the corner. She and I bolted outside. We saw four ambulances at a racing speed trying to get to the ER doors. When they got there, they backed up so that we could get to the patient. Lexie went to her own ambulance and I went to another one. I opened up the doors and took the clipboard from the paramedic. The patient coded on the way.

"How long was she down?" I asked.

"About five and a half minutes." The paramedic told me. I started doing compressions before I realized I had to do it while he moved the patient into the ER. I jumped on top of the patient and told the paramedics to push her in.

"Dr. Thomas! What are you doing?!" Dr. Yang shouted.

"Saving the patient!" I yelled back. I compressed on her chest as hard as I could. The doctors hooked her up to a monitor and a few minutes later, her heart started beating on its own. I climbed off of her and relaxed for a minute.

The drama had died down a little, and a man came up to me. "Hi, Dr. Thomas. My name is Owen. Dr. Owen Hunt, head of trauma. What you did was great." And then, he smiled.