Here we go!
AN 2: Again, this story is mostly told from Sofia's POV
An hour later, I feel someone kissing my head. I look up and smile at the person. It's my husband.
"Hey you." I get up and hug him.
"How's your shift going?" He asked.
"It's going awesome. I got to perform the first surgery today. By myself." I said.
"You did?" He asked and I nod my head.
"That's great, babe." I hug him and I face Jake's room.
"Babe, I know this is gonna be a shock to you, but I want to adopt Jake." I said.
"Uh, who's Jake?" He asked and I pointed to the kid in the room.
"What happened to him?" Rob asked while looking into the room.
"He fell out of a tree and broke his femur in three places. He just came out of surgery." I said.
"Hold on a sec." I said and I walk into Jake's room when he starts waking up.
"Hey. You're surgery went really well. In a couple of weeks, we should be able to remove the pins and get you into a cast." I said and he smiled.
"When can I play again?" He asked.
"Not this basketball season, but with rest and physical therapy, hopefully we can get you back onto the court next season." I said. I look up and Rob is smiling.
"Jake, you want to meet someone close to me?" I said.
"Okay." I motion Rob to come in.
"Jake, this is my husband, Rob." Rob holds out his hand for Jake to high five, which he does.
"How are you, dude?" Rob asked.
"I'm doing well. Considering that I have a pins sticking out of my leg." Jake said. Momma walks in and smiles.
"Well, I'm glad to see you awake, dude." Momma said.
"Can I get chocolate pudding, Dr. Robbins?" Jake asked.
"What's the magic word?"
"Please?"
"I'm sure that Dr. Davidson can get you some later. Right now, you need to rest." He nods his head and falls back asleep. We walk out of the room and Momma hugs Rob.
"Nice to see you again, Rob."
"Likewise, Momma." I walk over to the phone and dial a few numbers.
"Hi, can I have someone down here to Room 0015? Thank you." I hang up the phone and I look at Momma and Rob.
"Who did you call?" Momma asked.
"A social worker."
"What? I didn't authorize that." Momma said. I look at Rob and he nods his head.
"Rob and I want to become Jake's foster parents then when the time is right, adopt him." I said.
After meeting with the social worker, I head to the cafeteria to get a water and something to eat. I am sitting at a table when I hear another table talking about me.
"Dude, she's Dr. Torres and Dr. Robbins' daughter." One said.
"I heard she got to scrub in on their femur repair surgery today." Another one said.
"I also heard that her father is the late Mark Sloan."
"She should just go back to be as a dumb jock. The only people who want her here are her parents." I heard. I shove my tray away and head to the Peds ward with tears in my eyes. I walk over to Momma and stand next to her.
"Can I go down to the ER?" I asked. She turned her head and put her pen down.
"Sofia, honey-" She started to say but interrupted her.
"Can I or not?" I asked.
"No because you are going to tell me and Mom what happened." We head to her office and I sit on the couch and waited for Mom.
"You paged?" Mom asked when she walked in and she looked over at me.
"Sofia?" She asked. I look up at them then I place my head in my hands. I feel my parents sitting down on either side of me and rubbing my back.
"Nobody wants me here." I said.
"What?" They both exclaimed.
"I was listening to other doctors in the cafeteria about how I got here because of you guys and Dad and how I should go back to being a 'dumb jock'." I said. They look at each other and Momma grabs her phone and pages someone.
"Who are you paging?" I asked.
"Aunt Meredith. She went through the same thing you are going through honey." A few minutes later, Aunt Meredith shows up.
"You paged?" She asked. Mom and Momma walk out of the office and shut the door. I hear voices for a few seconds and Aunt Meredith comes in and sits on the coffee table in front of me.
"Sofia? Are you okay?" She asked.
"How did you make it through your intern year knowing that your mother was Ellis Grey?" I asked and I see her sigh.
"It wasn't easy, to be honest. Everybody expected me to be a fabulous surgeon like my mother was. I had to prove to not only myself, but to everyone that I am nothing like her. And you are nothing like your parents. You just happened to follow in their footsteps." She said.
"I just wish everyone would stop calling me a dumb jock. I gotta go to the locker room and grab something." I said and I head to the locker room. I walk in and all the interns in there stop talking and look at me. I walk over to my locker and I grab my coat and my stethoscope and look at the pictures in my locker. My three favorite ones are the USA Team photo from Barcelona when we won the gold medal a year before I got married, my wedding day photo of me, Rob, Mom, Momma and Tim and a picture of Mom, Momma, me and Dad from when I was two, which was the day before the plane crash. I shut my locker while holding the team photo and sit down on the bench. I hear someone walking over and I look and it's Aunt Meredith.
"Dr. Davidson, I have another patient and I want you to scrub in with me again."
"Sure." I put the picture back in my locker and look at the chart.
"Do you have to perform a colostomy?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Spoiled brat." I heard and Aunt Meredith heard it too.
"Everyone front and center." She said. I counted 20 interns.
"I am really getting sick and tired of you guys whining about Dr. Davidson. She is an excellent doctor. The top of this intern class and it's your first day! She knows what to expect because she is prepared. Unlike some of you who just wonder around or begs to get into cool surgeries. And yes, her mothers are doctors here. It's not uncommon for kids of surgeons to follow in their footsteps. Just look at me, I'm the daughter of Ellis Grey. So cut her some slack. And if I hear any of you calling her a dumb jock or another name besides her own again, you will be on prostate exams and scut for a month and you won't see inside of an OR." She and I walk out and headed to a patients room.
"You just sounded like Aunt Miranda, Dr. Grey." I said.
"I know, right?" We walk into the patient's room and it's a woman laying on the bed, reading a magazine.
"Hello Mrs. Carmen. I'm Dr. Grey and this is Dr. Davidson and we will be performing your surgery tomorrow. We just want to check your vitals again to make sure everything is good." I place my stethoscope in my ear and check her heart which concerns me.
"Dr. Grey? Can you take a listen?" I asked. She walks over and checks the heart.
"Mrs. Carmen, have you recently had trouble catching your breath or breathing or even felt dizzy from normal activities?" I asked.
"Now that you mentioned it, I have."
"When did it start?" I asked while writing everything in her chart.
"A week ago." She said and I look at Dr. Grey.
"Mrs. Carmen, to be on the safe side, we have to run a few more tests on you." Aunt Meredith said and walked over to me.
"Order an EKG, MRI, and a chest x-ray and page me and Dr. Yang when you have the results." I nod my head. An hour later, I'm in the viewing room with them.
"Her valve is failing." Aunt Cristina said.
"Will you have to replace it with a porcelain or mechanical valve?" I asked.
"That depends. More than likely a porcelain valve. You are good." She said.
"Thank you." My pager goes off and it's a 911. I run out of the room and holding my breath.
Uh-oh. What do you think is going to happen?