The Scrub Room

by SunshineandSparkles

There's a new surgeon walking the halls of the hospital but she's so quiet you're likely to miss her. The only chance any of her colleagues get a chance to talk to her is in the scrub room before and/or after surgery. [[Short chapters, written to be easy reading. Takes place after Cristina leaves.]]

1. The Chief

The Chief

Author's Notes: This is the second time I've written for Grey's Anatomy. This story will be a series of chapters comprising of short scenes, all taking place in the scrub room before and/or after surgeries. The story takes place after the S10 finale when Cristina leaves and will feature most characters on the show in some way. The OC is made up character, Dr. Crystal Gibbons, cardio surgeon that mostly just loves traumas.

Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy

She scrubbed her hands longer than normal, lost in thought about how her first day at Grey Sloan was going. It wasn't until the door opened to the scrub room that she was aware of how sudsy and nearly raw her hands and arms were.

"Dr. Gibbons." Crystal's head popped up and swiveled to look at the red headed doctor beside her.

"Hello, Chief." Crystal offered a smile that didn't reach past her surgical mask before she returned to her hands as she finally ran them through the water to rinse the suds off.

He laughed. "Don't call me that." He said gently.

"I'm sorry?" Crystal stood between the other doctor and the door leading into the operating room.

He continued to scrub as he spoke to her. "Newbie mistake number one: no one really calls me Chief. It's just Owen or Dr. Hunt if you want formality." He explained to her.

Crystal nodded her head though Owen couldn't actually see her. She waited until he was standing upright again facing her before she asked. "So, if no one calls you Chief, why is that?" She questioned. In her years of bouncing between hospitals and medical centers as a student and a surgeon she had never met someone who had the title 'Chief' but refused to be called by it.

Owen was smiling at her behind his mask. "You haven't met Richard Webber yet, have you?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Richard Webber? No, I haven't met him, but I know he's a great surgeon. What does he have to do with this?" They were both toweling their hands off now.

"He was the Chief. He is the Chief." Owen said simply.

Crystal nodded her head as she followed Owen through the door. She understood now. "He still barks and people still jump."

Owen couldn't help but laugh at the all too accurate description. "Pretty much."