Ella wound her way through the halls only stopping to let someone pass, She soon found herself in one of the many observation decks. She approached the window slowly, coming close enough for the glass to fog slightly as her eyes took in the scene below. She watched as the surgeon approached the table and turned to his team and said something with a smile. She knew the smile and the eyes, and the slight brown curl that poked its way out of the bottom of the scrub cap. She stood there watching as his hands worked, moving with dexterity, percision, and grace. She sat slowly never taking her eyes off the table, she loved this, she lived for this stuff. Having a brain open on the table was what she dreamed about, and he looked like he had a lot to teach her, inside and out of the OR.
Dirty Ella, she thought.
She kept watching as he repaired the damage, transfixed, she didnt realize when someone else joined her till they dropped their body into the chair a few seats away. She let out a small squeal and looked at the invader with wide eyes.
"Sloan," he said smoothly as he stuck his hand out.
Mmmmm, she thought, the heart break kid.
"Ella," she said as she gripped his hand, "or I mean Dr. Riley, I guess I should refer to myself as a doctor if I plan on working here, and I've already started rambling, I'm going to shut up now." She then realized she still had the hold on his hand and let it go abrubtly.
He let out a small chuckle as she turned her head away from him trying to hide the red tint that invaded her cheeks.
"Crap." She muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" He asked as he looked down onto the surgical floor.
"Oh nothing, just well, nothing." She said hiding the embarassment.
She looked down along with Dr. Sloan as the patient flat lined, she stood coming closer to the separating plexi-glass.
"Neuro?" He asked.
"Huh?" Ella asked truly perplexed.
"You are intersted in Neuro right? Either that or you have a liking for Derek down there." He said smugly as he stood and stretched, arching his back and bringing his arms up and above his head, giving her a slight view of his well chiseled muscles.
Wow.
He slowly brought himself back into the standing position and she tore her eyes away, hoping he didn't see her staring. She looked down, watching as the surgical team did everything they could to save the life of the person on the table.
"So which is it?"
"What?" She looked at him and noticed the way his eyes danced flirtaciously.
"Neuro or Derek?" He asked again.
"I'm sorry who is Derek?"
"Dr. Shepherd, McDreamy," he stated as he watched her, she shrugged her shoulders and continued to look at him, confusion written all over her face. "Mr. Ferry Boat Scrub Cap down there."
"Oh, well then Neuro." She said as she gave him a mischevious look.
"Wow, I believed you just insulted someone you don't even know."
"Yes, I'm very judgmental. He just gives off that, I've got great hair, and a nice ass and all the ladies swoon over me." She said as she moved her hands about trying to simulate a pompous attittude.
"He has a nice ass huh?"
"Oh don't act like you've never noticed, I'm sure you've spent many hours wishing you had what he does."
"I resent that, I happen to think I have a perfectly fine ass." He said as he glanced at her with a fake look of distraught.
"Let me see," she said as she turned him around and pulled up the hem of his scrub top slightly.
"I barely know you and you're already man handleling me, I like it." He said as he peered over his shoulder at her.
"Alright it's not that bad, I give it an eight." She said as she dropped his shirt and turned back to the OR.
"What does Derek have on your scale." He asked as he watched her eyes take on a new look as she watched his friend work.
"A ten." She said as he gave him a sideways look.
"Ouch, please don't tell him that."
"Oh yes, because I talk to him so much." She stated sarcastically as she turned to look at him.
"Judging by the way he is staring at you, and giving me the evil eye, I think he is going to be sure that that statement is entirely true."
"What?" She shrieked as she turned to look, when her eyes fell down upon the open room below them, she found Derek, as Dr. Sloan called him, looking up at the two of them as they wheeled the patient out of the OR. He caught her eye and she blushed slightly.
"I better go." She said as she turned and hurried out of the door, she turned at the last second, "Nice meeting you Dr. Sloan." She said with a playful wink.
Well, that was...pleasant.
