Hey everyone! I hope you like the fic so far. Like I stressed earlier this is my first fic, but I've been writing it for a little over 2 months and decided to publish it. ( My biggest fan and support suggested it. I love you sis! ) I didn't state it early on but I am open to idea from you guys about where you'd like this story to go. As well as if anyone would like to assist me in the writing of it. I'm open to any and everyone and this may be my baby; but I'm not opposed to sharing. I do have about 15 chapters already written but its never to late to rearrange a few things and add more drama. So feel free to drop a line in my inbox. I read everything!

Also this fic takes place right after episode 10x11. There are a few differences. Callie and Arizona did not move into a shiny new house. April never moved out, nor did her and Jackson get into a disagreement about their future kids religion. (I know that wasn't the essential reason for their dispute, but I don't like them fighting and I kind of dismissed it as soon as it happened. So I don't know too much on how or why that happened.) And for all my Crowen fans, Owen and Cristina are still together.

To clear this up. Allison's last name stems from her grandfather's first. I wanted her to have a semblance of a connection to the family without outright giving it away. She may be an Avery but she is definitely not proud of the title or its origin. A little family drama in the mix.

Hope you all enjoy my next installment.

Disclaimer: Once again I do not own Grey's Anatomy.

She's married? Ally quickly glanced at her watch 9:21 am, OK so she was late figures. Jackson was going to kill her. Rushing to her car she popped the trunk only to not find her scrubs, where she'd been positive she placed them the morning before. Grabbing her purse and closing her trunk she sped off to the entrance of the hospital in search for the nearest facilities.

Callie rushed into the board meeting room trying to viciously to forget the woman from the parking lot. "Did I miss anything?" "She's late Jackson." Owen replies a matter of fact. "I know and I'm going to kill her. She's usually a stickler for time." Cristina peers over her laptop abruptly. "Is anyone else disturbed that he used the word stickler?" Waving off her insult Jackson glared intently at the door. As if by will she'd appear in the boardroom. She should be here by now; as much as he loved this woman she made it unbelievably hard.

On cue a beauty burst into the room clearly out of breathe. Scanning the room until her eyes landed on a certain Latina. It was the goddess from the parking lot. I'd been sure I'd run into her again, but not as quickly as this. I couldn't stop the rush of excitement that swelled at just the sight of her. "Calliope!" A full blown grin appeared showing just how captivating this woman really was.

Blushing Callie stood and extended her hand looking slightly nervous. "Its Callie really… I didn't catch your name earlier." Callie peers at her questioning wife.

"I like Calliope, it suits you…and its Ally, well Allison Harper." Ally couldn't help but notice how the Latina's eyes flashed at her remark. Remembering there were other people in the room I quickly offered my hand to the attractive blonde glaring at me. Yes I knew I was late nearly forty-five minutes but there was no need for this woman to be giving me the death stare.

Jackson immediately stepped in, introducing everyone directly. "This is Allison Incredible Harper." Jackson was beaming at the nickname given to his sister; remembering exactly how she warranted it. I side step in front of my brother, making sure to nudge him in the process. "And yes the name does exceed its meaning."

"She's charming." Meredith smiles.

"I'm so terribly sorry I'm late. I ran into a damsel in distress on my way in with a flat. Glancing at Callie. I hit on her found out she was a married damsel in distress and now possibly my potential boss, and I don't know if I'm embarrassed or relieved."

Owen looked quizzically at Ally. "Relieved?" "Well she offered payment for my services, I suggested dinner hence how I found out she was married. So she still owes me." Cristina snorts looking from Callie to Arizona. Silence engulfs the room as Ally gazed at Callie as if she was the only one in the room.

Sensing the growing tension Derek decided to step in. "Please have a seat. We have to start rounds soon your timing is perfect Ms. Harper." Jackson takes his place perched against the door throwing behave yourself daggers at his baby sister. Not wanting her to risk getting on anyone's bad side before she even gets the job.

Owen clears his throat directing his attention to Ally. "Your resume is quite extensive, really impressive. However my main concern is why such short residency's. Were there issues at your last three hospitals? You moved quite a bit within a 2 year period."

Ally glances at Jackson who's looking at her expectantly like all the others. He mouths for her to relax and just be herself. "Chief Hunt if I may side track for a moment…."

Owen nods his head encouraging her to continue.

"Your ophthalmologist department has been down played here at GSMH. Which I find a little insulting because I believe the eyes are the most important part of the human body." I'm interrupted by Cristina who looks all about done with this interview. "That's a mouthful don't you think?" Ally and Cristina stare down last all of five minutes before she gets up and places her chair in front of Cristina's.

"Dr. Yang this may seem odd but humor me for a moment. Can you look at me? In my eyes?" My gaze has not wavered and Cristina continues not phased by the sudden change in events. "Did you know that the human eye is the most receptive part of the body containing more the 40,000 nerves?" I wait patiently for Dr. Yang to acknowledge my statement. She nods and I continue.

"However I don't weigh its importance on science. You see my mother always told me you can read a person just by looking into their eyes. Their illuminating moments of laughter, complete and total happiness; and instances of turmoil. You can see the hearts they've broken, the hearts they've loved, and the hearts the will love. But once again that holds no importance. Its not the entire picture; not even the bigger picture. Because if you look….. And I mean really look into someone's eyes you see so much more then that. You see them, their life. Their story and its better then any book you could ever imagine to read. No one's story is the same Dr. Yang. Every pair of eyes tells it differently."

The silence in the room is deafening. I haven't broken eye contact from Cristina intent on proving my point. No one questions the importance of my job. No one. I'm pretty sure I've just blown the socks off of everyone in the room, because Dr. Yang is starting at me like I've discovered a cure for cancer; a new found respect moving between us. I chance a look around the room only to be greeted with a dazzling smile from my brother, one of blatant pride. Chief Hunt is nodding in approval and I'm sure everyone else is on board by the smile radiating around the table. Even Dr. Robbins has softened her features displaying two dimpled cheeks. I know I have the job before I even exit the conference room. Walking through the halls I cant help but think how much fun ill be having here at GSMH. This place reeks of hope and infinite possibilities and for once I feel as if I have my work cut out for me. I just hope Jackson has prepared GSMH for one Allison Harper.

So how are we feeling about this chapter? What are you guys opinion of Allison? Too much too soon? I also want to clear up that Allison is not a home wrecker. She has been flirting shamelessly with Callie but she knows her boundary's. She's overly confident and a bit sure of herself. But in no way is she full of herself. Her character is suppose resemble Mark in a way. At least with her confidence. I hope you all see it. Let me know what you lovely people think seriously. I live to write but I survive for your reviews. So drop some lines. I'd love to feed off of some great ideas and I always give credit where its due. Til next time! J