I swear I was seeing red. Trauma Cullen was sitting there with a dumbfounded face while Plastic Cullen laughed outloud.

"What are you talking about?" He dared to ask.

"You! Eating MY apple pie. It's my favorite! My snack! MINE! And you ate it!" A little voice inside me told me I should stop yelling, that something wasn't right here but I was far beyond reason already.

"Why was it even in our fridge?" Plastic Cullen decided to insert himself in the conversation.

"Our fridge doesn't work. Anyways I was dreaming with that apple pie and YOU ate it" I directed my most hateful gaze towards Emmet. "I will try to spend the rest of my break not dying of hunger. And I hope I don't have to do anything for you ever again!"

I turned around leaving Trauma Cullen slack jawed and Plastic Cullen smirking and I found myself face to face with Dr. Platt.

"Doctors, is there anything going on here?" She asked with a voice that somehow she managed to make both stern and comforting.

"Nothing, Dr. Cullen ate my snack, that's all, no big deal" I murmured with the lowest of voices, I could already feel the blush getting to my cheeks. Nothing like being caught by your boss's boss yelling to an experienced surgeon who's actually your superior.

"Edward! Again? It's the fifth time this week. You know that this one is the only refrigerator working right now and that even if it doesn't have someone else's name on it, it doesn't mean it's yours". I could actually see the color leave Plastic Cullen's face.

"Oh my God. It was you?" I turned to Emmet "Why didn't you say anything?"

"You didn't give me the chance! What was I supposed to do? Scream over your screams? Who gets this worked up because of an apple pie anyways?"

That convinced me. If he had tried that apple pie he would understand the reason I'm so upset.

"Yeah, it wasn't that good anyways" I turned towards PlasticAssholePieEatingEdwardCullen.

"Then why would you eat all of it? And you didn't even appreciate it? Anyways, I won't go into this again" I turned towards Dr. Platt "Dr. Platt, I'm really sorry, I'm not usually like this but no one messes with my food. I usually am very professional."

"Don't worry Dr. Swan. Edward has been doing this the whole week. I think he's the one that needs to apologize to you" She looked pointedly at AssholeCullen.

"I'm sorry Dr. Swan" He barely murmured.

"Just don't do it again. I'm really sorry for yelling at you Dr. Cullen" I said to Trauma Cullen. "I guess I just saw you with the Tupperware and I just snapped"

"Don't worry about it Apples. Besides, I'll have my vengeance. Maybe I'll make you my trauma slave for a week. I'll let you know" He said with a wicked grin.

Boy was I going to pay. And now I earned a new nickname. Awesome. I only hoped it wouldn't be today. The day had been long enough already.

"Dr. Swan! There you are. Break's over, let's get back to work. I want you to come to the lab with me and the rest of your class. We'll do a little practice in the laboratory". Even though Dr. Cullen was talking to me he was staring intensely towards Dr. Platt who I could clearly see was trying to ignore him. I sensed a story there but I would have to pry later. I had Neurosurgery skills to learn.

A/N: Hey! Very short chapter I know but I'm extremely busy right now and probably next week's chapter will be even shorter if there's a chapter at all. I can't promise anything but I'll try to update soon. Thanks for the reviews I get really excited with every new review or follow! Have a good one!