Noah finds Alex Karev at the Hospital.
"Hi, uncle Alex!" The five year old pops out from behind the nurse's station when Alex Karev passes by to drop his tablet.
"Hey, Noah. What are you doing here?"
The boy smiles, and shrugs. "Mama told me to wait for her. So… I'm waiting." Just when April picked him up from daycare, there was an emergency and she was called. It wouldn't take long and she asked to be replaced as soon as possible. So, leaving Noah there for a few minutes wouldn't hurt. Plus, he was used to the space by now and some bored, very impatient intern was in charge of looking after him.
"Where's your dad?
"He's…" Noah tilts his head to the side, raises one hand to scratch the back of his head, digging his small fingers into his curly hair. He knew daddy was a doctor and healed people for a living, but to put it into words was harder. So, he just says what comes to mind. "… He's at work."
"Oh, okay."
"He's a surgeon, you know."
"Really?" Alex makes a funny, almost surprised face to entertain the boy's proud expression.
"Huh, huh." Noah nods, keeping his big blue eyes on the man in front of him. Reaching for the red crayon on the desk, he also picks a piece of paper to show it to him. "Mama told me to stay quiet. I'm trying to draw her, but I think she's too pretty, so I can't really do it."
"Looks good to me." Karev retorts, attentively looking at the drawing of a little woman painted completely in red, with a big round face, a pair of circular eyes, two arms sticking from her disproportional torso, and a skirt that covered half her legs.
"Do you think my mama's pretty?"
Alex glances over at the boy and his hopeful eyes. Of course little boys his age think their mothers are the most sublime creatures on Earth. "Hmm, yeah. She's pretty, I guess."
"My daddy says she's beautiful."
"I bet he does."
Placing the drawing back on the desk, Noah sits on his knees on the chair. Biting his tongue, he seems to try and understand what's missing. Because yes, there's something missing. Then, suddenly, the idea hits him and he knows. "Uncle Alex, you're a doctor too, right?"
"Yes, why?"
"Can you help me write Doctor April?"
"Doctor April?"
"Yeah!" Noah replies, with an annoyed tone and a know-it-all attitude. "Don't you know Aprilis mommy's real name?"
Alex can't help but to laugh. This kid is surely too cute for words. "How old are you, Noah?"
"I am five. Almost six!" The boy says, opening one hand and showing Alex all his five tiny fingers, adding one more on the other hand. "Oh, do you wanna go to my birthday party?"
"Go where?" April's voice comes from behind Karev when she's finally ready to leave.
"Your kid's inviting me to his party!" Alex replies, watching as she rounds the nurse's station to meet her son.
"Oh really?"
"Mommy, did you know Uncle Alex thinks you're pretty!"
April looks at her friend, knitting her brows in surprise. "He does, huh?"
"Yep! He said it!"
"I- didn't… whatever."
"You ready to go?" April asks, turning to Noah, who brightly smiles back at her. Picking his drawing and jumping off the chair, he lets out a loud 'Yesss!'
"Say goodbye to Alex!"
"Bye Uncle Alex!" The little boy says, running to the exit and waving with his free hand, without even turning around to look at him.
"Smart kid you got there." Alex retorts, placing both hands inside his lab coat pockets.
Picking up her son's backpack from the floor, she grins, ready to go home. "Yeah, I know. He takes after his mom!"
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