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"Scalpel."
"Good cut, most of the new ones don't use enough pressure at first, very good." Her heart now beat even faster, her adrenalin level went nearly through the roof.
"Pick-ups." Izzie said.
"Pick-ups."
"Clamp." she said.
"Clamp."
"Okay, I'm there… Scalpel"
Okay, now she had to breath, now the appendix lied in her hand.
"I've got it out."
Izzie risks a glance to the gallery again and sees a few smiling faces and a few frowning, they have obviously lost a bet.
"Excellent Dr. Stevens."
"Thank you Dr. Burke."
"Now all you have to do is invert the stump into the cecum. And simultaneously pull up on the per strings but be careful not to break them… good, very good. You have a very easeful hand, Stevens."
"Thanks." Izzie smiles.
"Okay, well done, now continue."
Izzie did what was left to do with bravado and closed the patient up.
Now she heard cheers coming from the other interns and she waved quickly up to them.
Dr. Burke came to her and gave her his hand.
"We'll have to look out for you Stevens. Impressive first operation."
"Well, thank you for the opportunity! I loved it."
"Was it everything you imagined it to be?"
"Much more."
"That's how it is supposed to be. Let's scrub out."
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Later that night, Izzie, George, Meredith and Christina gather in their new discovered hide out. It was a deserted part of the hospital, were a few beds served as benches.
"I'm a rock star!" Izzie cheered, still coming down from her high.
"I'm jealous of you, you totally rocked." said Meredith.
"I am jealous too, but I would have pulled it off as good as you or even better." said Christina.
"There was nothing you could've done better, do you know what Burke said? He said I was impressive and that he'd look out for me. He said he never had an intern on his first day do such a good cut!"
"Whatever."
"I'm happy it wasn't me, I would have killed the patient." said George.
"Yeah, you didn't even know who…ow!" Izzie kicked Christina before she said something wrong.
"Meredith knows her mother Izzie and she knows we know her, only George didn't."
Meredith tried to force a little smile, but it never reached her eyes.
"Okay, now that Christina said it, I adore your mothers work. We all do, except for George who didn't know her."
"Now I do, stop saying it."
"Thanks, I guess." Mer said. "Now lets change the subject. Izzie rocked."
"We had that already. But she did, I give in. Still an easy operation." said Christina.
"Oh, says the girl who finished 1st in her class at Stanford. Maybe I should've gone into geriatrics. No one minds when you kill an old person." George winced, rolling around in a wheel chair.
„Surgery is hot."
„It's the marines."
„It's macho."
„It's hostile."
„It's hardcore. Geriatrics is for freaks who live with their mothers and never have sex." Christina and Izzie said in turns.
„I've gotta get my own place." everybody tried not to grin, while Meredith was paged to one of her patients and had to run off.
"Yang?"
"Stevens?"
"Let's rock some more!"
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It was 4 in the morning, when Izzie had her next time to breath, she learned how to make a central line and that it wasn't good to wake up the Nazi. Really not good.
She knew that eventually she would meet him again and that he was going to want to talk to her at some point, so when they were all gathered in a conference room together, she was pretty sure he was behind it and she was really agitated.
Christina was suturing up a banana to keep her mind awake and everybody else was on the brink of falling asleep.
Then he walked in and immediately began to talk.
"Well good morning. I'm gonna do something that's pretty rare for a surgeon. I'm gonna ask interns for help. I've got this kid Katie Bryce. Right now she's a mystery. She doesn't respond to our meds, labs are clean, scans are pure but she's having seizures. Grand mall seizures with no visible cause. She's a ticking clock. She's gonna die if I don't make a diagnosis. Which is where you come in. I can't do it alone. I need your extra minds, extra eyes. I need you to play detective. I need you to find out why Katie is having seizures. I know you're tired; your busy, you got more work than you can possibly handle. I understand. So I'm going to give you an incentive, whoever finds the answer rides with me. If Katie needs surgery, you get to do what no other interns get to do, scrub in to assist on advance procedure. Dr. Bailey is going to hand you Katie's chart. The clock is ticking fast people. If we're going to save Katie's life we have to do it soon. Oh, and good work last night Dr. Stevens."
Everybody looked at him perplexed as he left and Izzie forgot for a moment who was standing before her.
"Christina, Meredith, lets do it all together, so we rise up our chance to win. We'll be better together."
"I don't want it anyway, you two have to work alone." Mer said.
"Is this about… Mer seriously? This is about surgery! Advanced surgery!" Izzie nearly yelled at her.
"Well Izzie, I'm in, we'll just have to see who wins the price when we find out together."
"We'll figure something out. Let him decide or something."
"I say I get to do it, you have already been in the OR."
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They searched everywhere and thought of everything, until Meredith came in.
"I think I know what's going on, but I don't want it, so I'll tell you."
"Seriously?" they both asked surprised.
"Yes."
Christina looked at them both with sparkling eyes.
"Okay. You two have got to tell me what's going on with this Sheperd guy."
"We had sex with him." they both said.
Now, for the first time since they met her the day before, Christina Yang didn't know what to say. She only murmured "When?"
"Ten years ago."
"Last night, no the night before."
"Seriously?"
They both nodded and awaited her reaction.
"I know something weird was going on."
"Well technically I was in kind of a relationship with him for a summer when I was fifteen."
"A… a relationship?" Christina asked.
"Yes, he was already in Med School, but I decided long before that that I was going to be a surgeon."
"Oh he was your high school sweetheart"
"Nope. I lived in a trailer park, does he look like he grew up in a trailer park?"
"No, but neither do you."
They were silent for a second.
"Now, lets save Katie's life." Izzie broke the awkward silence.
They all stood up and on the way to Dr. Sheperd, Meredith told them what she thought Katie had.
"Derek stop! Ähm, I mean Dr. Sheperd, we think we know what's wrong with her."
They told him what Meredith had suggested, while he was starring at Izzie most of the time.
"Dr. Stevens, Dr. Yang, you know that the possibility that a minor fall caused this is like one to a million?"
"Yes we do, but there is a chance." Christina told him.
"Yeah, lets see if you're right."
When they were, Izzie let Christina scrub in, telling her it was because she already had an operation, but the true reason was, that she thought she could stand that close to him the hole time, but really she couldn't.
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"I think we should go celebrate our first surgeries tomorrow night, what do you think?"
"Deal, I think there is a bar on the other side of the street from the hospital."
"Yeah there is, it's were I met McDreamy."
Izzie looked at her. "You are calling him McDreamy? Please don't. I know he is, but please don't."
"Fine, I met Derek there."
"Better."
"Argh! I should sleep with Burke, he is a cardio god, than I'd have something to talk about, too."
"Well, we are not sleeping with him anymore!"
"But one of you is in the future, I can tell it."
"She can have him." they both said, while they walked outside to their cars.
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After 48 hours of straight work, Izzie all slept approximately six hours, until she had to get up again. She had to get out of this apartment, it was small and on the fifth level. She would also try to find something closer to the hospital.
Her day started fabulous as ever, when she walked in and nearly ran into Derek.
"I'm sorry."
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To be continued
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So what did you think?
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