Chapter Two

I'm late again, my second first day as an intern and I'm late and it does matter because I'm starting to think that this isn't a dream. Thank god I'm finally here, I park the car and walk through the doors of the hospital like I've done hundreds of times before. I quickly go to the OR room that Richard Webber is giving his speech.

As I try to sneak in unnoticed I heard the closest thing a have to a father figure speaking "Each of you comes today hopeful, wanting in on the game. A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors." No actually a month ago I had just given birth to my son, Derek Bailey Sheppard, who now doesn't even exist!

"Today, you are the doctors. The seven years you spend here as a surgical resident will be the best and worst of your life." Richard really was right about that statement, residency nearly killed us.

"You will be pushed to the breaking point. Look around you. Say hello to your competition. Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. Two of you will be asked to leave. This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play, that's up to you." My focus is pulled away from the chief when I see Christina and Alex standing together on the other side of the room. Does that mean they remember? I don't think they would be standing together if they didn't. Oh crap, they're walking towards me, this is it if they know me then I have to face the reality that the last seven or so years of my life are gone.

"So uh have any déjà vu lately?"

"You know Alex if I didn't remember you would seem really weird at the moment." I can't help smile, even though it means this is really happening, at least some of my family is here too.

As soon as I opened my mouth Christina pulled me into a hug. "Thank god you're here!"

After Christina lets go of me we all just stand there not knowing what to say. After a while Alex broke the silence, "Ok so this is actually happening, we need a plan."

"Well first we really need to get to the locker room otherwise Bailey will have our heads. God this sucks we're interns again, bottom of the food chain just once we got to the top!" Christina rants, while Alex starts hitting his head.

"What the hell is your problem Alex" I ask while Christina is still ranting to herself.

"Bailey, that's my problem. I didn't get assigned till our second shift! I can't even remember they first guy I had or while they changed their minds and gave me to Bailey." That seemed to get Christina's attention as she stopped ranting.

"Ok here's what we will do. First Alex you must do everything the same as last time, I remember you stuffing up with a post op patient and Meredith making you look bad. That needs to happen, after your Bailey's intern again you don't have to act stupid. That's another thing I don't think it would be a good to downplay our skill because eventually we'll stuff up and do something or act like attending's not interns. If we show our skill from the start they'll just think we're amazing and talented which we are, but if they find out we were downplaying our skill it would be bad cause honestly what intern would do that."

Leave it to Christina to come with a plan this quickly but we really need to go now, "Ok that sounds good to me, Alex remember you can't be good until after you're with Bailey. Now we should really go and get changed before we're late."

*INTERN LOCKER ROOM*

As I got dressed in my scrubs like I've done hundreds of times it feels so weird to be in light blue again instead of the dark blue of attending's scrubs. I turn away from my locker while putting my stethoscope around my neck my heart stops dead.

"Christina!" I whispered while yanking her white coat.

"What's the problem Mere?"

"George is standing like 2ft away. Crap I completely forgot he would be here. How the hell are we supposed to act normally around him?"

"Meredith calm down. I know this is weird and confusing but we just have to do it. George was I big part of our lives. Remember we can change the future, maybe we can stop him from joining the army, that way he won't get hit by the bus. Either way that is years from now, so just act normal, we have our friend back. Enjoy it and watch out he's about to start hitting on you."

"Hi I'm George O'Malley, uh we met at the ah mixer last night…you had a black dress with a slit at the sides, strappy sandals and….now you think I'm gay. I'm' not gay."

As George finishes stumbling over his words our names are called.

"O'Malley, Yang, Grey, Stevens. You have Dr Bailey at the end of the hall."

We walk towards young version of Bailey who is still a resident George starts talking again. "That's the Nazi, I thought the Nazi would be a guy."

Izzie Stevens, someone who I never forgave for leaving Alex walks up from behind and say "Maybe it's professional jealously. Maybe she's brilliant and they call her the Nazi because they're jealous. Maybe she's nice."

"Let me guess. You're the model." Christina replies with a grin on her face as Izzie huffs and walks in font to greet Bailey.

"Hi. I'm Isobel Stevens but everyone calls me Izzie." Bailey gives her a glare while Christina and I are tring really hard not to laugh.

Bailey completely ignores Izzie's hand, the one Izzie put out expecting a handshake and goes first into the 'I have five rules' speech. "I have 5 rules. Memorize them. Rule number 1. Don't bother sucking up. I already hate you, that's not gonna change." Actually it is, you learn to love us.

Bailey turns and pointed at the desk, of the nurses d=station. "Trauma protocol. Phone lists. Pagers. Nurses will page you." We all grab our stuff off the nurses desk and follow Bailey.

"You answer every page at a run. A run! That's rule number 2. Your first shift starts now and lasts 48 hours. Your interns, grunts, nobodies, bottom of the surgical food chain. You run labs, write orders, work every second night until you drop and don't complain." God reliving a year as an intern is going to be fun.

"On call rooms. Attending's hog them. Sleep when you can, where you can. Which brings me to rule number 3. If I'm sleeping, don't wake me unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number 4. The dying patient better not be dead when I get there. Not only will you have killed someone, you would have woke me for no good reason. We clear?"

I remember last time asking about the fifth rule so I may as well do it this time as well, so I raise my hand. "Yes?"

"You said five rules. That was only … four."

Bailey's pager goes off, which is so unfair whenever I gave this speech my pager never went off at the right time. "Rule number five. When I move, you move." Just like that Bailey starts running down the hall yelling while we follow her.

"Get out of my way!"

I guess Katie just arrived at Seattle Grace, this should be fun.