Now Alex Karev, exclaimed Bailey, you WILL get in that OR and you WILL lay down, and you WILL have that damn bullet removed."

Alex began to open his mouth but stopped at a curt look from Bailey.

"I know you're traumatized because I am too but, I won't have you walking around with that ticking time bomb, that damn bullet in your body. So Karev, are you going to walk in there and lay down and let me cut it out and I'll let you have a nice night, or, are you going to make me march you in there and bend you over the table, take your belt to your behind for not caring about yourself enough, then chop out that bullet and leave you with rosy cheeks?

"Well uh...

"Now Alex."

"Yes ma'am, he said timidly walking himself to the O.R. table. He'd met Bailey with a belt before. He didn't want a repeat of the procedure.