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"Hey, did they ever get George and Izzie out of the elevator?" Meredith asked Bailey as they were walking out of a patient's room.
They came up to the chief who was waiting in the hall for them.
"No, not yet. You would think a fine hospital like this one would have learned its lesson the last time one of elevators went down." Bailey said, pointedly.
The chief crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at the outspoken doctor.
"But I guess we're all bound to make the same mistake twice." Bailey said, nonchalantly while placing a file on the desk in front of the nurses' station. "I guess all that matters is that you learn your lesson at some point."
"What's the ETA on the repair man?" Chief Webber asked.
"Still stuck across town."
"Looks like the nasty weather is bringing everyone in, except the repair man." Meredith said, looking around at the busy hospital.
"Hmm, right," the Chief said, nodding his understanding. The ER had been packed with emergencies that the bad weather was causing. "And how are O'Malley and Stevens?"
"Bored I'm sure, sir." Bailey said, turning towards the older man. "But I really wouldn't know. Now that I'm down two interns I've been swamp with work more than usual and haven't had the chance to check on them in a while."
Before the Chief could say anything Cristina walked up and interrupted.
"Dr. Bailey," Cristina said, the short doctor looked at her intern with a look telling her it better be good if she was going to interrupt their conversation. "Sorry... I was hoping you would let me assist on the amputee guy… " off her residence's look of annoyance she quickly added, "Mr. Carlyle…Mr. Carlyle's possible double amputee case. I helped Dr. Torr.…er… O'Malley with an amputee case a few weeks ago and I think I would be of great assistance with this one. I would really enjoy seeing another one first hand."
"I don't have any control over that case. Shouldn't you be brown-noising Dr. O'Malley on this one?"
"Yes, but I was hoping you would put in a good word for me. I saw Alex talking to her earlier and… well I would really appreciate it."
Bailey closed her eyes and shook her head in annoyance. "Fine. I'll talk to Dr. O'Malley for you."
Cristina breathed a sigh of relief as Meredith smiled at her. Both women turned to go.
"But," Bailey said, making both women stop in their tracks.
"I knew that was too easy for you," Meredith whispered to her friend as they turned around.
"I need for you to check in on George and Izzie and keep them company for a little bit while they are stuck."
"But but the surgery is…" Cristina sputtered.
"Not until this evening. You'll have plenty of time. And besides you'll be going over some of the procedures before hand, correct? Do it then."
"But…"
"But nothing Dr. Yang. If the roles were reversed, trust me, you would want somebody to take away the time."
Cristina looked at the chief in hopes he would back her up but to her disappointment he just watched with interest.
Meredith was fighting not to let the smile of amusement break out over her face, but she was finding that task to be a hard one.
"Grey, you'll go to make sure she goes." Bailey said to the smirking doctor.
Meredith's smile automatically dropped. Cristina looked over and smirked back at her friend.
"What?... Wait. I have patients. There are patients that need doctoring and I should be doing that."
Bailey looked at both women standing in front of her and crossed her ams.
"Why do I get the interns who think they know everything? Who think they are smart enough to go over my decisions? Who think that I don't hold their precious little dream of becoming a surgeon in my hands? When I tell you lowly interns to do something I expect you to not only do it but also do it with a smile on your face! You may not like it, but tough, because your lowly interns and that's what you're suppose to do. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes 'mam," Both girls said, putting on fake smiles and nodding their heads.
"Besides, I'm not saying to spend all evening with them. Just check up with them every so often and let them know we haven't forgotten about them."
Both interns begrudgingly nodded and turned around to walk the other way.
"Nicely played, Miranda, nicely played," The chief said, smiling down at the shorter woman.
"Thank you, Chief."
"Well I see you have everything under control here," with that he turned and walked off.
"Yes, sir. Everything's under control under my watch." Bailey said, proudly to herself as she pulled out another chart in front of her.
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"So what are we suppose to do play 20 questions with them?" Cristina asked, sarcastically as they climbed the stairs to the control room of the hospital.
"I can't believe you drug us both into this." Meredith said. "You with your possible double amputee guy… You had to know you were walking into a mine field with that one!"
"Look Alex beat me to Callie," She explained. "I had to try something."
"Well you know Callie will pretty much let anyone in on her surgeries as long as your name isn't Izzie Stevens."
"Yeah, what's up with that?"
"I don't know. Definitely something weird. And it probably involves a lot of drama, something of which I definitely don't need more of in my life right now," Meredith sighed out heavily.
"Well those two haven't exactly got along since George blindly jumped onto the Callie express. Maybe its nothing. Callie's all dark and grr and Izzie's all bright and 'the-world-is-so-shiny', complete opposites really. So maybe it's just some good ole fashion hate," Cristina said, casually.
"I dunno though. Looks like something more. I just can't quite put my finger on it. They're all acting weird."
Cristina just shrugged her shoulders as she opened the door to control room.
"Besides I thought you were the all 'dark and grr' one," Meredith teased, following her into the room.
"No, I'm the cold and competitive one, which is completely different," she said, "Now lets get this over with. I don't care what Bailey says, I'm not babysitting those two all day."
Both women walked up to the control booth, which had an assortment of buttons, lights, and computer screens.
"Which one is the elevator intercom?"
"I don't know," Cristina said. "Just push a button."
"Nothing good ever happens when that's said in a movie," Meredith said. "You do it.'
"You're the chief's favorite. If something blows up or something important turns off you're more likely to get away with it."
Meredith scoffed. "You're the one marrying Burke!"
"And you've got McDreamy. 2-to-1. You're it."
"Yeah but Addison probably still hates me a little over the whole Derek thing so she would probably vote against me."
"You've also got that whole dirty-whores club thing with McSteamy. Face it, no matter which way you cut it you could go all serial killer in this hospital and still come away with the favorite intern of the year award."
"Fine," Meredith grumbled, finally giving in. "And it's the dirty mistress' club!"
She tried a red button at the top of the booth but nothing happened. She tried several more but nothing but silence greeted them.
"Fine let me try," Cristina said, pressing buttons on her side of the booth.
Once again nothing happened, so they both started pressing buttons. Suddenly, loud noises of painting and grunting came over the intercom speaker. Both women tilted their heads to the side in confusion.
"Ohh Izzie," George grunted out.
Meredith's eyes went wide.
"Are they…?" Cristina asked, surprised.
"Make it stop! Make it stop!" Meredith said, covering her ears up from the loud noises coming from the elevator.
"Which button was it?" Cristina said, frantically pushing buttons again.
"I don't know we pressed so many!" Meredith said, pressing buttons again herself.
Finally, Cristina hit the right button and the room fell into silence. Both women stood in shock in front of the booth.
"Well I guess Callie isn't in control of all of George's life." Cristina deadpanned.
Meredith looked over at her friend with a raised eyebrow and they both burst out into laughter.
But the laughing came to a sudden halt when the control room door swung open widely and the chief, who was completely out of breath, stood in the entrance way.
Both women jumped at the sudden appearance of the older man who looked like he had ran the whole way there.
"Meredith did it!" Cristina blurted out, suddenly.
Meredith's mouth fell open as she turned to her friend in shock.
"Outside. Now." Dr. Webber huffed out.
After the two interns turned to look at each other he continued.
"Both of you."
They both reluctantly came out of the room and stood out in the hall where the older man was pacing the floor in front of them.
Meredith and Cristina looked at each other in worry.
"If something important turned off or blew up or whatever… well sorry we didn't know what we were doing. There were so many buttons…" Meredith tried to explain.
"Yeah tons of them!" Cristina threw in her support.
"And.. And Dr. Bailey just said to keep George and Izzie company so they wouldn't get bored…well I think they've gotten that taken care of themselves," Meredith tried saying with a straight face but found it hard when she heard Cristina snort beside her. "But if we did something…"
"The intercom." The chief mumbled.
"I'm sorry, sir?" Cristina said, not understanding him. He spun around to face her.
"One of the many buttons up there is the intercom button! One of the many buttons you pressed was the intercom button!"
"Oh," Cristina said, simply but then his words sunk in. "Ohhh."
"Wait you mean, people could hear us all over the hospital?" Meredith said, still not quite getting it. "Oh wait that means… uh oh."
"Uh oh is right," he exclaimed. "Uh oh was just broadcasted all across the damn hospital!"
"Well… that couldn't be good," Cristina said, dryly.