A/N: Wow, This chapter didn't take long at all considering the first took a few weeks. Anyway, here is where my medical knowledge might be a bit shaky, but I'm trying my best to keep it as factual as possible. Oh, and I forgot to put a disclaimer on my first chapter so here goes: I own nothing but the plot and Tori (And her family). I don't own Grey's Anatomy (much as I'd love to) or it's characters.

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Alex Karev was a busy doctor. He had patients everywhere needing scans, post-op examinations, medication and god only knows what else. He had patients needing all kinds of unusual and complicated surgeries. Transplants, nerve grafts, tumor removals. You name it. So a kid that fell down the stairs would be simple. Easy even. Well, that's what he'd thought. But now, with the CT scan results in front of him, he wasn't so sure. It was impossible. Completely impossible. There was no way that this could be that same kid's scan. No way.

"Something wrong Alex?" He turned to find his good friend and fellow resident Meredith Grey behind him. Alex didn't like to admit it, but Meredith had always been one of his best friends.

"Yeah," he told her. "Look at this."

She looked over his shoulder at the scan. "Looks clear to me. What's the problem?"

He sighed. "This kid fell down two flights of stairs and broke three ribs, knocked herself clean unconscious for about and hour. And the CT is clear. No skull fracture, no brain damage, not even a concussion."

Meredith stared at him. "No concussion? Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Wow. That's weird. Real weird."

"I know right? The only other thing that could have happened is if she was already unconscious when she fell."

"A blackout? You mean she could have a tumor?"

"Thats what I thought, but the CT is clear." Alex sighed again. "I just don't know."

Tori was bored. Sore and bored. It was six in the evening and her dad had left an hour ago to get to work, after Dr. Karev had told them that Tori would be spending the night in the hospital so they could run more tests. She had been moved to a room on a regular ward, away from the chaos of the ER. It was quieter here, but the room had a window that looked out at the corridor, so she could still see people moving around the hospital. It struck her as the type of place to always be busy, no matter what time of day it was. It was a huge building too, she'd seen a floor map over by the elevators, and it was at least three times the size of the hospital near her home in Dublin. Tori had been in that place a few times over the years, once when she'd broken her wrist after falling out of a tree, another time with a sprained ankle from a skateboarding accident. Never had she needed to stay the night before though, so this was a new experience.

It was sitting in the room, looking out of that window that she first saw him. He was tall, about 5' 10", dressed in the dark blue scrubs that, she had earlier discovered, indicated that he was an Attending Surgeon. His hair was such a dark brown it was almost black, and even from this distance Tori could tell that his eyes were a clear blue. She didn't know what, but there was something about him that really captured her attention. Her first thought was wow. He's cute for a doctor.

Tori turned to find her rucksack with her sketchbook in it. She had two, one she kept hidden under her matress, and the other was always on her. She didn't want to risk hiding it, in case someone found it. This one was the one with all her secret drawings, every one was connected with a feeling or emotion. And they were good. Tori wanted to go to art college when she returned home, because drawing was the only thing she really had a passion for.

About an hour later, another doctor who introduced herself as Dr. Grey came in to her room. Tori didn't pay her much attention as the Attending from before that she was still finishing drawing was back, outside her window. She didn't look up until Dr. Grey asked: "What are you drawing?"

Tori pointed at the doctor. "Him."

Following her gesture, Dr. Grey smiled. "That's Dr. Shepherd, he's our head of Neurosurgery."

Tori nodded. "Dr. Shepherd. He's cute."

Dr. Grey smiled again. "Yeah, we call him 'Dr. McDreamy."

Dr. McDreamy, Tori thought. Now isn't that fitting?