A/N: Okay guys! I'm going to try and wrap this up because I want to write a sequel with Brianna in S3!!! So enjoy this! I'm going to try to stick to the storyline!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Shonda does, and because of her I have these crazy thoughts in my head. I'm not crazy! I promise!

"So, I heard that someone started a party downstairs," Burke said to Christina, the next time he saw her, which was the next day.

"Yeah…it was wild…I mean, well, it was wrong, but…"

"It's good. Sometimes the hospital needs a break from all the death and destruction."

"If you will, Dr. Burke," Ivy said, extremely respectfully (Christina almost dropped her bagel), "it's not all death and destruction."

"I wasn't just talking about that. There's a lot of drama here."

"You know who we are?" asked Christina. "We're the people they write TV shows about."

"Who would be interested in us?" laughed Burke.

"It would depend on how much of our lives they showed," said Christina, causing Ivy to snort and Burke give her a Look.

"One of your intern friends started that, didn't they?"

"I wouldn't – "

"I'd be surprised if there was any drama started around here that didn't involve you or any of the Nazi's interns," Burke said.

Christina thought about that for a moment. "You're right," she answered.

Ivy looked interested. Time to change the subject.

"Ivy, how would you like to watch me perform open heart surgery? You can watch from the gallery," suggested Burke.

Ivy looked like Christmas had come early, as did Christina.

"Can I – "

"Yes, Christina. The reason I paged you was to ask if you wanted to scrub in."

This made for 2 surgeries in two days. Good ones. Christina nodded eagerly.

"Okay," he said. "Take Ivy up to the gallery and come back to get ready."

They shared a look that lasted a little too long before parting.

"Are you going out with an ATTENDING?" Ivy practically shrieked, on the way up to the gallery.

"Yes. What's it to you, Poison Ivy?"

"Don't call me that."

"Don't judge me."

They ended up bickering all the way up to the gallery.

Finally, right before she left (Christina had situated Ivy in a corner under orders to talk to ABSOLUTELY no one and to not move until she came to get her).

"Christina – " Ivy grabbed her arm.

"What?" asked Christina, already late and irritated.

"Why do you risk so much for something so little?"

Christina looked back at her and saw the truth and questioning on her face. "Because – " This was so Meredith or Izzie's area. Not hers. "Because sometimes the possible outcome is so good that you're willing to risk everything you have just to have a chance at getting it," she said shortly. Then she walked out, leaving Ivy to ponder.

"One of my interns started a PARTY in the freaking lobby!!!!" finished Bailey.

She, the interns, and the siblings were gathered outside.

"How many times have I told you not to make me look bad? Sometimes I seriously wonder what I did in my past life to get stuck with you sorry bunch!"

"Check it out," said Alex, passing his cell phone over to Izzie. She glanced at the new text message and widened her eyes.

"The only, and I mean THE ONLY reason why I'm not putting you on suture duty for a month is because you seemed to do the hospital a service by doing what you did. And I think that's great. BUT!" she exclaimed, causing everyone to jump, and George, who was now holding the phone, to almost drop it.

"If you ever try to pull a stunt like that again, and I'm the one who catches you, I don't care if you're ending world hunger. I will put each and every one of you the LAST place you want to be. That means that yes, I have absolutely no problem putting Dr. Stevens on rectal exams, Dr. Karev with Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd, Dr. O'Malley on babysitting duty, Dr. Yang with patients that hug, or Dr. Grey with Dr. Shepherd!"

Everyone cringed as the siblings tried not to laugh.

"Now go to work! That's what we do here! Why do I have to keep reminding you that?"

After running for a little while, everyone stopped and leaned, panting, against a wall.

"Don't – even – say – it," said Alex between gasps.

"Fine," said Scott. "It was too easy anyway."

"So you guys are the ones to watch around here, aren't you?" said Brianna. "Looks like we got lucky."

"Oh, everyone's just jealous of us," Izzie joked.

"We do more in a week than they do in a month," said George

Somehow everyone found this very funny.

"Perverts," muttered George.

"So what's on the phone?" asked Meredith. "I haven't seen it yet."

"Satan's getting down with her bad self," said George, handing the phone over.

"Was she the one up on that table?" asked Meredith. "Geez."

"Good afternoon, everyone," Addison said, coming in right on cue.

This was followed by a chorus of half-laughing, half-embarrassed "Good morning, Dr. Mum-Sheyerd".

Addison took one look at their faces. "So, I guess pictures have gotten around. Well, let me see," she said, grabbing the phone out of Meredith's hands.

"Very nice," she said, putting the phone back in the intern's hand, which hadn't moved from when she had taken out the phone. "Scott and Ivy…I heard something about a pizza being delivered."

They got looks of panic on their faces and hurried off, Ivy shrieking, "This is all your fault! 'I'll keep the time…' Where did you go to school? Or did you just skip first grade?"

Sniggering, the interns and Brianna turned back to Addison.

"They'll get married some day," she mused, before turning back around.

"So, how's the plan going?"

Brianna had wanted her mother and Addison to reconcile, or at least to talk. Addison had agreed, so the interns had started putting together a little plan.

"The best thing to do would be to meet at the hospital," Alex said. "So no one gets hurt."

"You were about to claw each others' eyes out!" exclaimed George, who was met with a Look. "What!" she said. "They were!"

Meredith rolled her eyes and leaned over to whisper into Addison's ear.

"So that's how it's going to go. Any questions?"

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