A/N And here it is! Chapter 10! I promise this is the last OC I will be adding; I just really felt like adding a parent like figure for Jo.

Disclaimer If you people think I'm Shonda Rimes, I think there's something wrong with you.

Boyfriend/Girlfriend

Jo barrelled through the bar door and stumbled to a halt at the table where Alex sat. "You're my boyfriend," she said, out of breath.

Choking on his water (it was the middle of the day, and somehow they were both off-call), he looked up. "Um, no. I am not your boyfriend," he replied, gesturing for her to have a seat.

She waved a hand. "Technicalities," she stated. "But listen, I need you to humour me for the next minute or so without any interruptions, okay?"

He slowly nodded.

"Good," she said. "Remember when I told you about Ms Schmidt? Well, she came to visit without telling me and Heather was speaking to her and accidentally said I was dating someone and then panicked and said that the guy's name was Alex. So for the next 3-6 days I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend."

Groaning, Alex glared at her. "And you don't know any other people with the name of Alex? It's not the most uncommon name, you know." He gulped down the rest of his water as she slipped into the seat next to him.

Jo shook her head. "Nope," she said, smiling slightly. "Or at least, none I could get to in a half hours' notice."

"Wait, half hour?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "When exactly am I expected to be your 'boyfriend'- not that I'm saying I'll do it."

She checked her watch. "Starting in about… fifty-five seconds. Give or take," she informed him, grinning wickedly. She glanced at the door to see a woman in her mid to late fifties walking in and turned to Alex. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're awesome; I owe you. Showtime!"

He looked at the advancing, formidable looking lady. "I hate you," he said calmly to Jo.

Patting him on the arm, "Love you too." She stood up. "Ms Schmidt! Hi. It's so great to see you," she said, pulling the older woman into a hug.

Ms Schmidt smiled. "Hi, Jo. Is this the guy I've heard so much about?"

Jo paled. "Whatever Heather told you about him is not true, I swear," she said hurriedly.

"Yes, ma'am, that's me," Alex smiled, standing up and shaking her hand. "It's good to meet you."

Huh, Jo thought. He can be polite. She pulled her bag off of the chair and motioned for Ms Schmidt to sit with them. "So how have you been? I haven't talked to you in a while."

Rolling her eyes, Ms Schmidt waved away the question. "Oh, you don't want to hear about the life of a boring old lady. I want to hear about you two; how did you guys meet?"

Alex said, "Work."

Jo said, "Here." She kicked him under the table and gave him a look that clearly stated 'leave it to me, idiot,'. "We technically met at work, but the place we first really talked was here," she explained, smiling and holding onto Alex's hand.

Ms Schmidt looked between them. "Okay," she said slowly. "How long have you been dating?"

Jo said, "3 months."

Alex said, "6 months." He looked at her, amused. "She doesn't count the first three months," he told Ms Schmidt. "She says we weren't 'official' back then." He drew traces on Jo's arm with his fingers. "You want me to get you anything to drink, babe?" he asked, pretending to be the sweet boyfriend type.

"Would you? Because lemonade would really be great right now," she said, silently wishing for tequila.

He smiled and looked at Ms Schmidt. "Would you like me to get anything?" She shook her head with a polite 'no, thank you,' smile and he walked off.

Ms Schmidt looked pointedly at Jo. "You two aren't dating," she stated plainly.

Jo, taken aback, stammered, "W-what? Of course we are." That was a lie if she ever heard it, she thought, trying her best to look truthful. While she could bring on the tears at the drop of a hat, she'd never been the best liar.

When Alex came back and passed Jo her lemonade, Ms Schmidt looked at him. "You and Jo aren't dating."

"Um, yes we are?" he asked, looking between the two women, confused.

Ms Schmidt looked doubtful. "Are you sure?" she said defiantly.

Alex laughed. "Fairly sure. I mean, she moved in with me last week, and she doesn't pay rent so I think it's a safe bet to say that we're dating." He sat back in his seat and smiled.

"It's a nice house," Jo mentioned casually, and Alex fought the urge to laugh. "There's lots of nice… furniture. Like, a couch. I bought the couch. It's a nice couch."

Checking her watch, Ms Schmidt sighed. "I'm going to have to get going in a minute. I need to find a hotel to stay at."

Alex glanced at Jo. "You can stay with us?" he suggested. "We have plenty of room." He drank from his glass.

When she hesitated, Jo pressed on. "Please. The house is too lonely. We need company."

Ms Schmidt nodded after a moment. "Well, if you're sure. But right now I have to use the bathroom." She headed off.

Jo turned to Alex, and promptly began to laugh. And laugh, and laugh, and laugh. "You realise that you just agreed to play my boyfriend a whole lot more for the next week?" She laughed some more.

He shrugged. "Eh, who cares? It's not that hard. And the lady needs a place to stay. I was being nice."

"You being nice is weird," she said, drinking from her glass

Laughing as well, "You having people who actually like you is weird, but hey, did I say anything?"

"Now you have," she mumbled and smiled at him, which he returned. "So, you're pretty good at playing my boyfriend. It kind of makes me wonder…" she trailed off, wicked grin plastered back on her features.

Glaring, "I still hate you."

A/N So this is kind of short, but I don't care. I like it.

And oh my gosh, she bought him a couch. With money that was technically his, but still! Anyone, so the birthday chapter (remember to tell me whose b'day you want) will involve lots of other characters, including Meredith, Cristina and Heather.

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