A/N: HeyHey, my little Shmurfs! 5 of you get big hugs and kisses for reviewing! XOXO
LaughingRanna: My BFF's stepmom is from Iowa and she has the most evil smirk I've ever seen! It's so fricking scary! (o' course it could be because she's a scary, evil bitch…….)
Newsgal-07: OC means Original Character. OFC means basically the same thing. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to figure that out on my own!
Cutleryismyfriend: OH YEAH, Alex totally got minorly told! (Pumps fist in the air!) p.s. an explaination of her job will come next chapter.
Hockey Gurl: I totally read "To Forget"! (ignore the fact I didn't review; I didn't have an account before and I don't think anything done anonymously is cool) And duh; lil Georgie is always cute!
Warrior of the Shadow: I tend to think Alex's softer side is worse than his mean side. I mean, a soft Alex. Where would Grey's Anatomy be without the lovely asshole Alex?
Pairing: Alex/OC
Genre: Romance/lil bit Humour and Drama (oooOOOooo Drama!)
Rating: T
p.s. Quote of the Update
"I believe in give and take. I give orders…and kids take them."
-Bernie Mac
Chapter 3: 'Ineffectual Little Fists' Theory goes out the Window
Alex rushed into Room 1156, his heart pounding and adrenaline pumping, to find Alika lying on her bed, eyes closed, wearing headphones and bopping her head to the music. He gaped at her, as she burst out into the chorus of "She's a Brick House".
"She's a Brick House," Alika drawled,
"Yeah, she's mighty, mighty, just a-letting it all hang out
"She's a Brick House,
"That lady's stacked and that's a fact, she ain't holding nothing ba- What THE FUCK?" yelled Alika, snapping her eyes open as Alex disconnected her headphones from her CD player.
"Is this your plan?" shouted Alex, pacing and throwing his arms up, "To make me run up and down stairs worrying that you're dead."
"What the fuck're you talking about?" snapped Alika, "I didn't do nothing."
"Really?" said Alex sarcastically.
"Contrary to your obviously moronic beliefs," replied Alika coldly, "I've no mind reading or telepathic abilities. So can you tell me what the hell you think I did?"
Just then, a nurse came flying into the room.
"Dr. Karev," she burst out, "We accidentally paged you."
For the second time in the as many minutes, Alex stood gaping.
"You accidentally paged me?" he said, his voice growing in volume as he spoke, "I thought one of my patients had crashed and you're telling me it was an accident!"
Alika snorted. "I'm so glad y'all care, Karev," she said snidely.
"I want your surgery," he snapped back, still staring intensely at the nurse, who was shaking in her boots (figuratively speaking, of course).
"Ooh, Dirty!" laughed Alika.
Alex turned and smirked at her.
"Mind-"
Alika's pupils dilated slightly as Alex moved closer to her.
"-Gutter-"
Alex licked his lips unconsciously, and then turned up the volume on his shit-eating grin.
"-Out."
Alika smirked back flirtatiously.
"Maybe later, Cowboy," she said softly, "For now, I'll settle for a consult with the Doc at the door."
Alex whirled around in disbelief and just managed to affix a neutral expression on his face as Burke strolled into the room. The normally distant and rather stoic surgeon was grinning at his smart-mouthed patient and raising an eyebrow to his intern, who had been a little too close for comfort to the young Ms. Brown, in his opinion.
"Nice to see you back in your room, Ms. Brown," he said cheerfully.
"What're you talking 'bout, Doctor Whathisname," Alika replied, just as cheerfully, "I ain't ever left." They looked at each other for a moment, and then burst into laughter, shaking and howling. Alex was nearly transfixed at the sight of Burke smiling, joking and laughing with a patient. It never happened; In fact, it was nearly miraculous that Burke could laugh at all, given how arrogant and superior he acted.
Burke calmed down and began his exam. Everything seemed normal, until he listened to her chest. He frowned at the sound and then felt around for the various tumours, with the Chest X-rays.
"These can't be particularly comfort-inducing," he remarked, adding, "They feel more solid then they were yesterday. Karev, take her down for new X-rays and CTs."
Alex pasted a smile on his face.
Alika smirked at him from behind Burke's back.
And Alex replied in the affirmative to Burke's request-slash-order.
Burke left the room and Alex began to push the bed down the hall towards the elevators, something which Alika was grinning in a very shit-eating way. After several minutes waiting fruitlessly for an elevator, basking of his patient's smugness, Alex finally snapped and he demanded to know what she was so happy about.
"You're my slave," replied Alika amusedly.
"Really?" asked Alex sarcastically, "And what makes you think that?"
Alika didn't reply; instead she looked him up and down.
"Cuz I'm hotter than you," she said finally, and winked.
"So, Ms Brown, I believe the moral of this story is not to disregard medical advice," lectured Burke as he looked at her CTs, "These tumours are rapidly growing. Something's wrong."
Suddenly, Alika was as still and quiet as a church. "When can you operate?" she asked demurely.
"I want to look at your overnight labs before I operate," replied Burke apologetically, "But it should be today or tomorrow."
Alika nodded her head in affirmation, as Burke smiled encouragingly.
As soon as he was out the door, her chin wobbled and her eyes filled with tears. Alex, not noticing, withdrew some blood and was preparing to send it down to the lab.
"Don't worry Alley Cat, these will help keep your bitchy claws sharp," he said snidely, as he looked up at his patient. Alika quickly wiped her eyes and told him to go fuck himself.
"Aw, poor baby, are you crying?" Alex pressed on, hoping to piss her off, while secretly feeling sorry for the slip of a girl.
Alika's watery eyes flashed dangerously and in her fury, she appeared to grow an inch. Or three. Alex knew he'd crossed a line but never let that knowledge affect the smirk of self-satisfaction pasted to his lips.
"Welcome the Fuck OFF!" yelled Alika, "Population: YOU!"
Suddenly, there was a snort of laughter from the doorway. Alika and Alex both turned and saw George there, his face turning red from the effort of not laughing.
"You guys are hilarious," he choked out and wheezed with mirth.
"Screw this, I'm gone," snapped Alex and he stomped out of the room.
"Make sure to let the door hit you in the ass on the way out!" Alika called after him. Then, she and George dissolved into laughter together.
