A/N: Hey guys here's chapter 7. So this chapter is a little different because it takes place during the season 6 episode "How Insensitive" and all of the regular characters that I would normally use were wrapped up in their own angsty and depressing plot lines. So most of this chapter is told from the point of view of Steve Mostow otherwise known as Two. He's Cristina's former intern from all the way back in season four. He just sort of pops up when they feel like using him so I figured I would just do the same thing and let him pop up in my story at random. Also, his best friend Graziella pops up quite a bit in this chapter. She is one of Izzie's former interns. The chapter is by no means about them but they are there quite a bit and I just wanted to remind you guys who they were in case you didn't remember. The first Grey's Anatomy Webisode series was all about them and also Steve used to have a blog at ABC dot com and so if you hear some facts about them that you don't remember from the show that's probably where they came from. I hope you like it.

Baby Daddy Chapter 7

Lexie was walking into the hospital with Alex when they ran into Cristina. "Heads up, we're doing some kind of lame sensitivity training thing with Bailey today," She said as she walked past them into the locker room.

"Oh man so we have to spend the day learning how to get in touch with our sensitive side. That touchy feely crap is gonna make me puke." Alex said in his best I'm-an-insensitive-ass voice.

Lexie just laughed and said, "Hmm, I wonder why they think they might have to teach you to be more sensitive."

Alex just shrugged so Lexie took the opportunity to ask something that had been on her mind since the other day when they told her Meredith was pregnant, "So I've been thinking about Meredith being pregnant and going over it and over it and I just can't figure out how Derek did it."

Alex and Cristina both just looked at her before Cristina said, "Um I would think given all your extensive medical knowledge you would know where babies come from Lexipedia."

Lexie's eyes went really wide as she realized what she had said, "What? No. Yeah. I… um… know that! Yeah. I meant how did Derek manage to test her without her realizing?"

"What do you mean?" Alex said with furrowed brows.

"I mean I know they're close but I kind of hope they're not that close" Lexie said with a cringe.

"Oh? How close it that?" Cristina inquired with a teasing tone.

"Um, I don't know," now Lexie was really starting to embarrass herself, "As close as they'd have to be for her to not notice she was taking a pregnancy test."

"What? He didn't test her." Alex said with a disgusted look on his face.

At the same time Cristina interjected with a very pointed, "Eww."

"Oh," Lexie started, "I just assumed he had done a pregnancy test. How does he know she's pregnant then?" She asked curiously.

"Oh well Shepherd said she was showing the symptoms or something." Cristina responded before adding, "Alex?" and gesturing that he should give the full explanation.

"Yeah, he said she was showing symptoms and, I don't know, that he just knew." Alex had a look on his face like he was suddenly realizing that his information on the subject really was less than satisfactory.

"Oh, so you've been chasing her around for all this time when all you have to go on is Derek's hunch?" Lexie paused for a moment. "Wow. That's pretty sweet of you guys."

Alex and Cristina just stared at each other and Lexie thought she could practically see the wheels turning in their heads. "Hmm, what are we gonna do?" Cristina started, "because no way in hell am I going to keep following her around with a butterfly net if she's not even spawning a McBaby in there."

"Yeah but Lexie's got a point. How are we gonna test her without her noticing?" Alex looked skeptically at Cristina.

"Yeah that could be a problem." Cristina paused in thought for a moment before eventually coming to a conclusion, "Well first off we need a patsy."

"A patsy?" asked Lexie.

"Yeah, you know a flunky. Someone to go in and do the work for us and take the blame if it goes wrong" Cristina continued, "Because if any of us try and she catches us we will be sunk. She'd probably end up figuring out that she's knocked up and totally freak and then McDreamy would blame us."

"How could we ever get anyone to agree to do a pregnancy test on Meredith without her knowing?" Lexie asked, a little grossed out by the thought.

"You're probably right. What we really need is her blood. It's more invasive but much less creepy and more accurate. Now we just need someone dumb enough to try and steel her blood. That could be the hard part." Cristina was in full scale planning mode now which instinctively put Lexie on edge.

"Oh yeah that's the hard part? Because the rest of it is what? A cakewalk?" Lexie asked incredulously. Just then the door to the locker room opened and in walked Lexie's old friend, Steve Mostow from back in the days of when they were both Cristina's interns.

Steve was not having a good year. Over half of his intern class had been cut from the program, his wife had had another man's baby and to top it all off everyone in the hospital still thought his name was Two. It was the start of another bad day in a long series of bad days and he could tell it was about to get worse.

He saw Yang, Karev and Lexie huddled together talking when he got into the locker room and they looked entirely too pleased to see him. It was never a good sign when Dr. Yang was glad to see you.

"Two!" She called out to him.

"Yes, Dr. Yang?" He was still terrified of her, he couldn't help it. She hadn't been his direct superior in almost two years but he still hadn't developed the ability to stand up to her.

She walked over to him and put her arm over his shoulders in a way that he knew spelled his doom. "You know Two, you're just the person I wanted to see." Steve could see Karev laughing while Lexie just looked at him apologetically. "You see Two, I have a very special project just for you." She paused for effect. "I need you to get a blood sample from Dr. Grey without her noticing." Steve looked quizzically at Lexie, "No not that Dr. Grey you moron. Meredith Grey. If I wanted Lexipedia's blood I'd just take it." Lexie looked offended but Yang shot her a look and Lexie gave a reluctant shrug.

That's when Steve's brain really caught up to the situation, "Wait you want me to get her blood without her noticing? There's no way…"

"Oh you'll get it." She paused, "You'll get it or…"

"Or what?" He interrupted her with a sudden flash of defiance. The look in her eyes told him that was definitely a mistake. Oh god.

"Or what? Or what?" She paused and he just knew she was going kill him. "You'll get me that blood. You'll get it for me and keep Meredith from finding out or... or Else!" She was so terrifying when she spoke that Steve found himself backing away involuntarily. He accidentally backed into the bench and fell down as they all watched. Dr. Yang's face lit up with glee and she practically cackled with delight.

"Yeah okay. Yes ma'am. I'll do it." Steve stammered as he tripped over himself to get out of the room.

"And Two?" She called after him, "I better not hear about you telling anyone about this. This is our little secret." He felt a great sense of relief when he finally made it out to the hallway. He knew he made himself too easy of a target and that she wouldn't pick on him half so much if he would just stand up for himself even one time, but he just couldn't do it. The woman had haunted his nightmares since his first day as an intern.

Steve was sitting in the skills lab with the rest of the residents waiting for Dr. Bailey to begin the lecture. He was trying to figure out how he was going to get Dr. Grey's blood without her noticing. She was just sitting there talking to her friends and waiting. Why couldn't one of them do it? He asked himself. They were closer. He thought with a somewhat childish frustration. God he was in so much trouble.

"Dude, why are you glaring at Dr. Grey? What did she ever do to you?" Graziella sat down next to him and started ripping into her bar of chocolate.

Steve just groaned and dropped his head down on the table, "Yang wants me to steel her blood."

"Wow, I always kind of thought Dr. Yang might be a vampire but you'd think in a hospital there would be easier ways to get a little blood." Steve could never quite tell when his best friend was joking.

He just groaned before saying, "You are really not helping. I don't know why she wants it I just know that if I don't get it for her she'll probably take my head as a substitute." Steve wanted to know if Graziella had any ideas but before he could ask Dr. Bailey walked in and the lecture began.

Steve sat quietly listening to Dr. Bailey explain the finer points of patient sensitivity while the third year residents all heckled her from the front of the room. He watched Dr. Grey with her friends and she looked pretty much normal. She was smiling and laughing with her friends. He couldn't understand why they secretly wanted her blood.

He spaced out for so long that he almost didn't notice when everyone started filing out of the room to meet the mystery patient. He was as surprised as anyone when an industrial sized truck pulled in behind the ambulance and even more so when the back of the truck was opened to reveal the morbidly obese man on a bed. Steve always preferred neuro to all other surgical specialties but still this case looked like a once in a lifetime opportunity and he was really excited to take part. Plus, he knew Dr. Grey wouldn't get kicked off the case like Dr. Avery did for almost immediately breaking the rules of patient sensitivity. She was always sensitive and courteous. Well, to patients anyway. Interns were a completely different story.

He did his best to stay out of the way as they brought the patient in to examine him. He decided the best strategy was to just stand aside and let everyone else get kicked off the case and then he could swoop in and work with Dr. Grey all day. He was doing just that when Graziella came up to stand beside him. "Hey, don't you want to get in there?" she asked him while the team examined some kind of infection on the patient's stomach.

"Not yet. I'm waiting until a few more people get taken off the case first." He answered while still watching in fascination.

"Well you better not wait too long. You won't stand a chance if it's just the two of you. That guy is like nine of you Steve." She laughed a little under her breath.

"Mostow, Guzman, you're off the case." Bailey's voice floated from over Graziella's shoulder. How was that woman everywhere all the time? It was like she had magical powers or something.

"But Dr. Bailey, I didn't…" Steve started to argue but she just held her hand in front of his face made a noise that was decidedly telling him to 'zip it' and walked away. He stared after her before turning to Graziella with a put-upon expression. "Thanks a lot Graziella. Now how am I supposed to keep track of Dr. Grey?"

She just shook her head apologetically and said, "Sorry Steve, at least this way you can hide from Yang without having to worry about a case." She paused for a minute before adding, "I, on the other hand, don't have a price on my head. So I'm off to find a case." With that she turned on her heel and left. Steve was stunned. Some friend she was. First she got him kicked off the case and then she abandoned him? Seriously? He was not having a good day.

After some thought, Steve decided his best bet would be to follow Dr. Grey around at a distance and wait for his opening. He didn't have any idea what that opening would be but hopefully he would know it when he saw it. As he followed her around a few things started to stick out in his mind. People were acting pretty weird around her. Karev kept being nice to her and making her smile. Yang brought her a milkshake. Lexie jumped in front of her when she almost got hit by a speeding gurney causing Lexie to get completely nailed instead. And everyone kept bringing her coffee. It was really odd. Were people always this nice to her? Steve couldn't help but think that no one would ever get hit by a gurney to save him. Some people had all of the luck.

He decided that he better get the kit to draw her blood just to be prepared and after that he caught up to her in the cafeteria. She was eating lunch with her friends and looking vaguely horrified at something Dr. Yang was doing with a french fry and a hamburger. He thought maybe he could just sneak up behind her and do it quickly and get away before she knew what hit her. It wasn't a great plan, but she was pretty distracted and it was the best he could come up with on short notice. He stood behind her trying to gather his courage with his hand gripping the syringe in his pocket when the patient's wife pushed past him and started yelling at the residents at their lunch table. With the moment broken Steve made a hasty retreat.

He was really starting to get desperate. The day was almost over and he still hadn't gotten the blood. This was not good at all. He was watching while Dr. Grey updated some charts at the nurses' station and as panic started to overtake him. He studied her and decided that he might be able to just sneak up behind her and get it now. It was a really bad stupid idea but he needed that damn blood.

He was creeping up behind her with the syringe held up in the air when Karev spotted him. He did a double take and then got a really disgusted look on his face. He shook his head and gestured with his hand cutting across his throat and Steve knew better than to keep going. It was a really freaking bad idea anyway.

He put the syringe back in his pocket and was wallowing in self-hatred and he wandered away from Dr. Grey. Suddenly he heard Dr. Bailey's voice cut across the hallway in his direction, "What in the hell do you think you are doing?" She shouted. Had she seen his almost attempted stabbing of Dr. Grey? Oh, he was in for it if she had. That really wasn't one of his finer moments.

"N-nothing Dr. Bailey?" He wasn't sure why that came out as a question. He was in so much trouble.

"Don't think I haven't seen you slinking around all day. You're kicked off the case Dr. Mostow. Deal with it. Do you think this hospital is paying you to sit around and pout?" She got in his face as only Dr. Bailey could.

"Uh, no ma'am," he tried to look ashamed while he really just felt relieved. He could honestly say he had never been this glad while being yelled at by Dr. Bailey before.

"Alright then. Go and find something to do before I find you something. Because you won't like what I come up with," she seemed a little put off that he had agreed so quickly but didn't let it break her stride.

"Yes ma'am," was all Steve responded before scurrying off in the other direction. That had been much too close.

This did present a problem though. How was he ever going to get Dr. Grey's blood if he couldn't even follow her around anymore? He decided he just needed to get out of the situation for a little bit and went and got some coffee from the coffee cart. He sat down on the nearest bench and just sat there drinking his coffee while basking in his own ineptitude.

He wasn't even sure how long he had been sitting there when Dr. Karev walked up to the cart and ordered a decaffeinated mocha latté. That seemed like a pretty funny drink for Karev but Steve didn't really think he was in a position to judge anyone else for anything at that moment. Just as Karev was walking back the way he came from Yang flew out of nowhere grabbed his arm and dragged him around the corner. They couldn't see him but Steve could still hear everything they were saying. "Mere's still on the fatty case?" Yang asked bluntly.

"Yeah, why?" was all Karev said in response.

"She can't be in that surgery Alex," She started and when Karev stayed silent she continued, "It will be hours and hours of pulling back hundreds of pounds of fat so they can have a clear operating field. She could barely do that under normal circumstances; no way is it a good idea now." Steve's ears perked up. What were they talking about? Was there something wrong with Dr. Grey? The curiosity that had been simmering inside of him all day was starting to boil over.

"Well, I guess we could just tell Shepherd and make him deal with it. This whole thing is his mess anyway." Karev offered.

"No. Bad idea. He's got too much on his plate already between fatty and the deposition thing he's working on," Yang countered and Steve wished they would just say what they were talking about.

"Then what do you suggest? Because there's no way I can kick her out of surgery." Karev asked.

"Yeah, you're right. You're completely powerless here," Dr. Yang said and then paused briefly. "I'll just have to tell Owen. Yeah. I'll tell him everything and he can keep her from scrubbing in." She paused for a beat before adding, "Don't give me that look. Owen will keep his mouth shut and it's the best we can do on short notice."

"Yeah okay but do it fast," was Karev's response and then they both took off in opposite directions. Steve groaned; he couldn't believe that they had managed to have that whole conversation without actually saying what was wrong with Dr. Grey.

He sat on the bench for a couple more minutes before slowly making his way to the OR gallery to watch the surgery. He figured that even if they did get her kicked off the surgery Dr. Grey would still come up and watch from the gallery and really, even if she didn't come up to the gallery, Steve's spirit was broken. He wasn't really sure if he cared anymore.

When Steve found a seat near the back he saw Dr. Grey was already scrubbed in and preparing for the surgery to begin. Apparently Dr. Yang's influence didn't reach quite as far as she thought. Then Dr. Hunt came in and started giving orders and Steve couldn't believe his eyes. Hunt kicked Grey out of the surgery. Steve really had to stop underestimating Dr. Yang. That thought brought a new sense of dread. He had failed her and she was really mean when she was disappointed. She was really mean all the time for that matter.

Steve just sat watching the surgery but Dr. Grey never came to watch from the gallery. He decided he was done and just not going to worry about it anymore. About an hour or so later Graziella came and sat next to him with a smile. "What are you so happy about?" he asked without actually looking up from the surgery.

"Well I felt pretty bad about getting you kicked off of the case earlier and I was trying to figure out how to make it up to you and now I found you a present." Graziella's sing-songy enthusiasm was enough to draw Steve out of his funk.

"What is it?" He asked excitedly.

"Oh you'll see. Follow me," With that Graziella pulled him up by his elbow and dragged him out of the room. She pulled him all the way down to the ER and there on a gurney was Dr. Grey fast asleep. Steve couldn't believe his eyes. She was just lying there completely asleep. Her arm was even sticking out for him. He had been waiting all day for his opportunity to arrive and there is was. He turned to Graziella and smiled. This was the best present ever.

"Okay let's get some local anesthetic so we don't wake her up," Steve said as his brain started to work in overdrive. They would have to numb up her arm and then he could probably manage to get the blood without a tourniquet. She was kind of half lying on her arm in a way that would be quite helpful. This was going to work. He could feel it. The biggest problem was going to be making sure no one saw what he was doing.

When Graziella came back with the stuff he needed he asked her to go be his lookout and tell him if anyone was coming. After she went to stand at the end of the hall he was all alone. He couldn't believe this had actually worked out. He put a very liberal amount of anesthetic on her arm and then waited a few minutes. He sanitized the area and then stuck the needle into her arm. The blood was out and he almost breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he hadn't brought any gauze or anything to hold pressure on the wound until the bleeding stopped. He looked around frantically while keeping his hand on the arm.

He must have shaken her arm or something when he moved because when he turned back Dr. Grey's wide eyes were looking at him. Her gaze quickly turned from confusion to anger as she took in what was happening. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked loudly, with fire in her eyes.

Steve was dumbfounded and just stared back blankly until Graziella came running. "Steve, what the hell are you doing?" She repeated Dr. Grey's question. She then waved a chart in his face and said, "This chart is for Mr. Ray not Dr. Grey. Honestly you're worse than an intern sometimes." She hit him with the chart and started to pull him away. Before they made it anywhere Graziella turned back and produced a gauze square and a Band-Aid from her pocket. "I am so sorry Dr. Grey. My interns can't chart for crap and Steve here is a total idiot." She said this all while pressing the gauze into Dr. Grey's arm and then pulling the Band-Aid across it. "Give me that," She said pulling the blood out of Steve's hands and putting it in her pocket. "Honestly Steve what the hell?" She kept talking as she dragged him away from a very bewildered Dr. Grey.

"Oh my god Graziella that was amazing!" Steve told her as soon as they were away from Dr. Grey. "I can't believe you actually got me out of that without any bloodshed," Steve paused to laugh for a moment, "I mean besides Dr. Grey's!" Steve couldn't believe it. He'd actually gotten the blood. Yang might actually let him live now. Sure Dr. Grey had totally noticed but she might not even be suspicious. God he hoped she wasn't suspicious.

Before he could celebrate too much Steve was paged to the OR to help with the obese patient. Apparently they now needed all hands on deck. Graziella was left covering the ER and so she didn't go and it wasn't until he was almost to the OR that Steve realized that she still had the blood. He was really hoping she would just keep it safe and be discrete but he knew Graziella well enough to know that that was probably a longshot.

As soon as he was out of surgery he scrubbed out as fast as he could and tracked Graziella down. "Hey, do you still have that blood?" He asked her almost begging.

"Nope. I took it to the lab," She told him as she kept walking.

Steve stopped in the middle of the hallway and stared at her. "You took it to the lab?" He was shocked. Stunned. Completely baffled. Why would she do that? "Why would you do that?" he managed to form the words.

She looked back at him curiously, "What else are you supposed to do with a blood sample?"

"I was supposed to give that blood sample to Dr. Yang!" he shouted at her in disbelief.

"Okay. Geez. Sorry. I'm sure she won't care though. This will just save her the trouble of running the labs herself." She said as if it was the simplest thing in the world "If it will make you feel better I'll tell her it was all my fault."

"You can't tell her that it was all your fault because then she'll know that I told you when she told me to keep my mouth shut," Steve responded through gritted teeth.

Just then Graziella's pager went off and she looked at it with excitement, "Oh! There are the labs." She walked off toward the elevators.

Steve just followed her and waited while she went up to the window and picked up the labs. This would be okay. He could bring Yang the labs and just pretend he misunderstood. Graziella was right. What else would you do with a blood sample? His eye's nearly bugged out of his head when he saw Graziella reading the results. "What the hell are you doing?" He practically screamed at her but it was too late. The wide grin spreading across his friends face told him that she had found the reason for the tests. "Give me those," he grabbed the folder out of her hand and closed it quickly.

"But Steve! Dr. Grey is going to have a baby! It's so sweet! Her and Dr. Shepherd totally belong together!" Graziella was practically swooning. Really loudly swooning.

"Shhh!" Steve grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the hallway where people were already giving them funny looks. "That is completely unethical those results are confidential! And none of our business! If they wanted everyone to know why would they go through this much trouble to keep it a secret?"

"I don't know Steve. I kind of think ethics and confidentiality went out the window when they told you to steal the girl's blood," Graziella stated matter-of-factly.

Steve groaned, "Oh god I am so dead." He rubbed his hand over his face. "I'm going to take these results to Dr. Yang and you just keep your mouth shut and don't tell anyone." He started to walk away from her.

Graziella just smiled and said, "Of course Steve. My lips are sealed," She then made a motion like she was locking her mouth and throwing away the key. The giggle she gave after that didn't inspire much confidence. He just had to get these results to Dr. Yang and get away before she really figured out what happened then he would be free to avoid her for the rest of eternity.

Steve steeled himself as he walked off of the elevator and started looking around for Dr. Yang. It wasn't long before he spotted her walking with Dr. Hunt. He gathered all of his courage and walked up to them. "Dr. Yang," he started with a cringe, "I have that thing you asked for."

"Dr. Mostow now's not really the time," Dr. Hunt started to say but Dr. Yang cut him off.

"No it's fine he's been working on something for me," She said.

Hunt looked unconvinced, "Cristina…" he started to say.

Yang shot Steve a look that told him expressly to stop watching so closely and so he wandered to the other end of the hall to wait. The two of them mumbled under their breaths for a minute and Dr. Yang seemed to win whatever dispute they were having because she walked over and pulled Steve into the nearest supply closet.

Steve just stood there panicking. She was going to kill him. "Well…" She finally said when it became clear that he wasn't going to start talking.

"Right. Yes. Here are the… uh… Lab results on Dr. Grey's blood," He held the folder out to her.

She looked at him like he had grown a second head, "Lab results?" She asked. "I told you to get me her blood you idiot!" Steve just held out the folder and kept the rest of his body as far away from her as possible. "Well I guess the results are just as good," She looked them over and seemed pleased. "You didn't look at these did you, Two?"

"Oh no ma'am," technically it wasn't a lie, Graziella had looked at them.

"Okay you've surprised me Dr. Mostow. You actually didn't screw this…." She stopped mid-sentence as her eyes found something unexpected on the page. "Oh my god. You ran these under her real name? Are you a total moron?"

Steve didn't have a response for her. How could Graziella do that? Now this was going to be all over the hospital. He looked at Dr. Yang's dangerous eyes and for lack of any better response just turned around and ran out of the closet. He ran down the hallway; as far away from that mess as he could get. He was very good at hiding in the background and that's exactly what he would do. He was going dodge them all for as long as possible. Maybe for the rest of his career.

TBC