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Little Lion Man
I really fucked it up this time, didn't I, my dear?
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Arizona
"Who's that?" I ask Meredith as Amelia and I stand next to her, alongside Kepner and Webber. We're looking in through the window of one of the meeting rooms. It's full of interns and a woman I don't recognise in a smart pants suit.
"Eliza Minnick," Meredith says, scrunching her nose up as though the name has produced an odour. "She's here to train attendings on how to train interns."
"We know how to train interns!" I protest, before noticing that she's fiddling with a crumpled up piece of paper. "What's that?"
"It's a list of our names..." She says, trailing off. "I grabbed it from a room she was doing her last talk in," she explains.
"Let me see that!" My girlfriend says, snatching the paper from Meredith's hand and scanning the list. "Who the hell is 'Emilio Shepherd'?!" I smirk at how cute she is in her outrage, before taking a look at the list myself. My face soon drops.
"My name's not even on here!" I say, peering over Amelia's shoulder. "So, what? I'm not good enough to train interns anymore! I'm the only fetal surgeon in this damn hospital! Who the hell does she think she is?"
"God dammit, you're sexy when you're mad," Amelia says, momentarily distracted. She shakes her head quickly, waving the piece of paper in front of us. "What are we going to do about this?"
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"Someone page Alex Karev, right now!" I shout, wheeling an expected mother towards the OR. We have to stop this labour and we have to stop it now.
"Dr Robbins, what do you need?" A nervous intern, one that's been nicknamed 'Glasses' hurries alongside me. He takes the other side of the bed.
"I need Alex, where the hell is Alex?" I say, trying to squash the panic out of my voice for the benefit of the expectant mother in the bed I'm moving.
"You haven't heard?" He asks, vaguely.
"Heard what?" I snap, making it apparent I don't have time for guessing games.
"About Dr Karev..." My body continues to move, but my mind stops. What the hell has happened to Alex?
"What about him?" I say, my stomach churning anxiously. We're finally in the OR and two scrub nurses begin to make my patient comfortable.
"He's in prison."
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Labour has finally been successfully stalled and the mom is resting, being monitored by an OB and Glasses. The whole process would have been a lot less taxing if Alex was here to assist me with it. I'm missing him, already. I rush towards Bailey's office, throwing my surgical gown into the nearest medical bin and barging in.
"Why the hell has no one told me about Alex?" I ask, angrily.
"Dr Robbins," she starts, sternly. "I am very busy. If you'd like to turn around, and bring yourself back in this office like a grown ass woman, we can sit down like reasonable human beings and discuss what we're going to do in his absence." Feeling like a scolded four-year-old, I turn around and close the door behind me before taking the seat opposite her.
"What happened?" I ask, softer.
"I tell you this and it doesn't leave these walls, right? You don't even tell Shepherd. This is entirely confidential, understand?" I nod my head, desperately. She sits back in her chair and eyes me, carefully. "He beat the crap out of Andrew DeLuca."
"He did?" I ask in disbelief. "That's so unlike him..."
"He thought he was trying to take advantage of Jo... As it turns out, he was just trying to help her..." She elaborates, but the words don't really stay with me.
"When he's out... Is he going to be suspended?" I ask, quickly. "Bailey, is he going to be suspended?" I ask, more firmly.
"Robbins..." She starts with a hardness in her voice, but soon changes when she sees the look on my face. It's a look that says 'don't give me any of that confidentiality bullshit'. So, she sighs out, and says: "Probably." When she sees my devastation, she explains further. "He assaulted an intern. An intern who is threatening to press charges against him. I can not let him back into this hospital amongst this mess." I sigh out in total disappointment. Not in Bailey's decision; I know she's right. She's just doing what she has to do. I'm disappointed in Alex.
"He's come so far," I say, quietly.
"I know," Bailey replies, sharing a look with me. The severity of the situation hits me for the first time.
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At the end of this long and awful day, I am more than ready to be cuddled up in bed with Amelia. As I make my way down to the lockers to get changed, I notice Minnick looking confused in the elevator.
"Hey. You lost?" I ask, stopping briefly.
"I forgot... Chief Bailey's office... Fourth floor?" She asks.
"Yeah, right up the catwalk," I state, plainly.
"Great, thanks," she smiles back.
Okay, and leave the conversation there Arizona. Let it go. Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it... I force myself to walk away. But, suddenly, and seemingly beyond my control, my hand stops the elevator doors and I get ready to tell her off.
"You made a mistake," I tell her, bluntly.
"I'm sorry?" She asks, confused.
"I... am great," I say, not as confidently as I would like it to sound. "And your little list, or whatever the hell that was... That should have my name on it because I raise great surgeons and I will raise more." This part I know is true. I have raised some kick ass surgeons. Alex Karev being one of them. I can feel the fire building in my gut... I'm about to rant. "Fetal surgery is a very exclusive practice and there are hardly any of us. I am like a rare, exotic bird! And, if you stop me from teaching... I may be the last of my kind."
"What list?" She asks, furrowing her brow.
"From the room... residents... you left it there,"
"Oh," she says with a short laugh. "I was just trying to remember everyone's name. Writing it down helps me remember."
"Oh, great! So you don't need to remember my name?" I say, sarcastically, dropping my hand from the doors so they can close.
"Arizona Robbins? That name attached to that face? No... that's not one you forget." Uh... what? "Goodnight," she smiles at me as the elevator closes.
Amelia
"What did she want?" I ask my girlfriend, catching up to her as she walks down the corridor. That Minnick chick has already got a bad reputation around here.
"She needed to find Bailey's office," she says with a confused look on her face. She goes to tell me something but nothing comes out of her mouth. Her mouth opens and closes a couple of times and I look at her, amused.
"You okay?" I ask with a smirk.
"I think she tried to flirt with me..." She manages to get out, her tone completely baffled.
"She what?" I can't stop the outrage that leaves my voice.
"That list... it was to remember everyone's name. She said she couldn't forget mine... Or the face that it's attached to." Okay, this Minnick bitch is going down!
"Does she know you have a girlfriend?" I ask, outrage still present.
"I mean, it didn't come up in our three minute conversation..." She says, nonchalantly.
"But, your beautiful face did!" I protest.
"Amelia Frances Shepherd, are you jealous?" She smirks at me.
"No," I say with a pout. Upon seeing my expression she stops us and rests her hands on my shoulders. My hands automatically move to her waist and I hold her close.
"Trust me, you have nothing to worry about," she tells me with honest eyes.
"I know that," I confirm. "I just don't like her thinking about you like that."
"Let her think," she replies, leaning in to whisper to me. "You get to do."
With her final comment, a shiver runs down my spine and down to my core. I'm frozen to the spot. As she heads towards her locker, she looks back at me over her shoulder with a sexy little smirk. She is unbelievable.
