After a tour around the hospital, all the interns filed into the co-ed changing rooms to pick a locker and change into their scrubs. Lennon and Meredith sat on the wooden bench that resided in the aisle between their lockers. Lennon had just draped her shiny, new stethoscope around her neck when an unfamiliar doctor came in and listed off a set of names to be assigned to their resident. "Only seven women out of twenty-one." Meredith commented looking around the room.
"Yeah, I hear one of the a a model." An woman of Korean descent retorted causing the two friends to look up at her from the bench. She quickly glanced at Lennon and raised an eyebrow "It's not you is it?" She questioned the brunette who shook her head confused. "Seriously, like that's going to help with the respect thing?" She added throwing her bag into her locker.
"You're Cristina, right?" Lennon questioned remembering her from the interns mixer as Meredith pulled her up after standing from the bench. The three women were distracted as the doctor came back in to call another set of names.
"Which resident you assigned to? I got Bailey." Christina asked glancing between the two girls as she pulled on her white lab coat.
"The Nazi?" Lennon questioned sharing a look with Meredith.
"Yeah, us too." Meredith confirmed for the both of them blowing out a breath
One of the remaining male interns quickly turned from his locker to look at Meredith "You got the Nazi? So did I. At least we'll be tortured together, right? I'm George O'Malley, uh, we met at the mixer, you had a black dress with a slit up the side, strappy sandals..." His rambling trailed off as the three women shared looks "Now you think I'm gay." He realised. Lennon smirked as Christina muttered a "Uh-huh." and walked away "No, I'm not gay, it's, ah, it's just that, you know, you were, I mean, you were very, unforgettable." He continued as Meredith gave him a polite smile, he glanced at Lennon and seen her perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised as she tilted her head "And you! You were uh, also very unforgettable." He added hastily causing her to snort amused.
All heads turned as the doctor returned with the list of interns. "O'Malley, Yang, Grey, Wood, Stevens." He called and Lennon nudged Meredith forward leaving George behind.
The two friends reached Christina just as she asked the doctor were their resident would be. After gesturing down the hall, the group of interns turned their heads to find a very petite, slightly overweight, African-American woman filling out paperwork.
"That's the Nazi?" Lennon questioned, disbelief coloring her voice as the group made their way towards the woman in question.
George nodded from behind "I thought the Nazi would be a guy." He added on.
Meredith shrugged "I thought the Nazi would be...the Nazi."
The four interns attention was drawn as a tall, blonde bombshell caught up with them "Maybe it's professional jealousy. Maybe she's brilliant, and they call her Nazi because they're jealous. Maybe she's nice." She chipped in making her way in front.
"Let me guess. You're the model." Cristina retorted earning a sharp look from the blonde.
The blonde quickly turned to Dr. Bailey, plastering a huge smile on her face and extending her hand "Hi, I'm Isobel Stevens, but everyone calls me Izzie." She introduced. The resident simply looked her up and down before looking at her new group of interns.
"I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one, don't bother sucking up, I already hate you, that's not gonna change." She started before gesturing to the items that covered the desk in front of them "Trauma protocol, phone lists, pagers. Nurses will page you, you answer every page at a run." She continued moving on as the interns rushed to grab their things. Lennon shoved her pager in her lab coat pocket before quickly following after Dr. Bailey "A run, that's rule number two. Your first shift starts now and lasts forty-eight hours. You're interns, grunts, nobodies, bottom of the surgical food chain, you run labs, write orders, work every second night till you drop and don't complain!" She continued before opening a door to reveal a room full of a few sets out bunk beds "On call rooms. Attending's hog them, sleep when you can, where you can, which brings me to rule number three, if I'm sleeping, don't wake me, unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number four, the dying patient better not be dead when I get there, not only would you have killed someone, you would have also woke me for no good reason, we clear?" She finished.
Meredith raised her hand "Yes?" Bailey questioned as Meredith slowly lowered her hand.
"You said five rules. That was only four." Meredith reminded just as Bailey's pager beeped.
Bailey pulled out her pager and looked at the small device "Rule number five. When I move, you move." She instructed before running down the hallway. The group of interns followed after her as she shouted "Get out of my way!" To a group of doctors who lazed about in the corridor.
After following the resident up to the roof were the helicopter strip was, the interns quickly prepared a gurney for the incoming patient. Lennon turned her head away as the red and white helicopter landed, the wind whipping her brown hair all over the place.
The group rushed forward as the helicopter door swung open "What've we got?" Bailey questioned as the transferred the patient onto the gurney.
"Katie Bryce, fifteen-year-old female, new onset seizures, intermittent for the past week, ID lost en route, started grand mal seizing as we descended." The paramedic listed off as the made their way into the hospital.
They reached an examination room "All right, get her on her side, Izzie, ten milligrams Diazepam," she instructed as Lennon and Meredith turned Katie over "No, no, the white lead is on the right, righty whitey, smoke over fire." Bailey corrected Meredith as she went for the wrong wire "A large bore I.V. Don't let the blood haemolyse, let's go!" She instructed.
They watched as Katie's seizure stopped once Izzie injected her just as another doctor entered the room. Cristina passed him the patients chart "So I heard we got a wet fish on dry land?" He questioned flipping through the chart.
"Absolutely Dr. Burke." Bailey responded looking up at the man. He was young, tall, dark and handsome. His glasses framed his chocolate brown eyes that matched his skin.
Dr. Burke passed Bailey back the chart "Dr. Bailey, I'm gonna shotgun her." He declared stepping back and folding his arms across his chest.
Bailey stepped forward "That means every test in the book, CT, CBC, chem. seven, a tox screen, Lennon, Cristina, you're on labs." She instructed handing Lennon the chart "George, patient workups, Meredith, get Katie for a CT, she's your responsibility now." She declared turning to walk away.
Izzie looked up "Wait, what about me?"
Bailey turned to look at the blonde "You - honey, you get to do rectal exams." She told her. The other three female interns shared an amused look as Bailey continued out of the room.
After running the labs, Lennon and Cristina made their way to the Operating Room where their resident was working. The two silently peered through the glass panel on the door.
Bailey glanced behind her and saw the two interns. She rolled her eyes as the two took a quick step back as she made her way towards them. "What are you two doing here?" She questioned after opening the door and pulling her mask down.
The two interns shared a look before facing their short resident "Um, Katie Bryce's labs came out clear, there's nothing in the results that explain her seizures, we just thought you'd wanna know." Lennon answered for the two.
Bailey nodded "Okay."
Just as she made a move to close the door and pull her mask back up, Cristina stepped forward "Ah, I - I heard every year the attending on call picks the best intern and, and lets them perform a procedure, during the first shift?" She questioned only to get a blank stare in return "I'm, I'm just saying it's what I heard..." She added in defence, glancing at the tanned, brunette beside her who was looking between the two women like it was a tennis match.
"Go away. Now." Bailey instructed and Cristina quickly grabbed Lennon's arm and dragged her away from the OR.
It was their lunch break and Lennon had never been so happy. She sat a table with a few of the other interns. She had just finished her salad as George sat down. He had noticed the look of horror on Izzie's face as she stared at her tray full of food. "This shift is a marathon, not a sprint, eat." He instructed the blonde.
Izzie grimaced "I can't." She denied.
George shook his head "You should eat something."
Izzie sighed "You try eating after performing seventeen rectal exams. The Nazi hates me." She complained.
George looked over at her "The Nazi's a resident. I have attendings hating me." He counter argued.
Lennon shook her head silently before looking at Cristina "You want any coffee? I'm going to go get some." She questioned gesturing over to the coffee cart. Cristina shook her head watching as the brunette smiled before making her way across the cafeteria.
Cristina looked up at Izzie and George "You know Lennon and Meredith are inbred?" She gossiped.
George took a spoonful of pasta "Like it's uncommon around here to be a doctor's-" he started to brush aside
Cristina shook her head, interrupting him "No, I mean royally inbred. Lennon's mother was Eliza Wood and Meredith's mother is Ellis Grey." She revealed.
Izzie gaped "Shut up, the Ellis Grey and Eliza Wood?
Cristina smirked "Uh-huh." She confirmed leaning forward
George's eyebrows furrowed as he leaned closer to the two women "Who's Eliza Wood and Ellis Grey?" He questioned.
Izzie and Cristina laugh gaining the attention of the rest of the interns at their table "The Grey-Wood method? Where'd you go to med school, Mexico?" Christina mocked leaning back in her chair
Izzie opened her mouth "They were two of the first big chick surgeons, Ellis Grey practically invented the abdominal-"
Cristina leant forward once again cutting the blonde off "She's a living legend, she won the Harper Avery. Twice. Eliza Wood died in a car accident before their method won the first award." She divulged as the rest of table nodded already knowing about the two great surgeons.
George scoffed "So I didn't know one thing." He retorted defensively.
Izzie shook her head "Talk about parental pressure." She said feeling sorry for the pair who had a lot to live up to.
Cristina rested her head on her palm "I would kill to have Ellis Grey as a mother. I would kill to be Ellis Grey." She grumbled as Lennon and Meredith made their way over. Lennon had spotted her friend in the queue getting food and went over with her fresh coffee and waited with her, grabbing a chocolate chip cookie as she did so.
"All I need is one good case." Cristina declared just as Lennon reclaimed her seat and Meredith sat down with her tray at the end of the table.
"Katie Bryce is a pain in the ass. If I hadn't taken the Hippocratic oath, I'd Kevorkian her with my bare hands." Meredith declared and everyone except Lennon stared at her. "What?" She questioned seeing all the heads turned towards her as a Lennon took a bite of her cookie.
The brunette nudged Cristina as Dr Burke approached "Good afternoon interns. It's posted, but I thought I'd share the good news personally. As you know, the honor of performing the first surgery is reserved for the intern that shows the most promise." With that Cristina sat up straight "As I'm running the OR today, I get to make that choice." He declared before clapping George on the back "George O'Malley. You'll scrub in for an appendectomy this afternoon. Congratulations." He announced.
George looked up at the doctor "Me?" He questioned in disbelief. The rest of table felt the same but kept that to themselves.
Dr. Burke sent George a smile "Enjoy." He told him before walking away.
The table stayed silent as he left, Cristina huffed, slouching in her seat as she focused on her book. The rest went back to their lunches "Did he say me?" George questioned looking around the group but no one answered.