Grey's anatomy.
In which Helena Campos, a surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, tries to navigate a whole new world of medicine, friendship and and a fair amount of drama.
How will she preform in this new arena?
season 1 - on going
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As Helena got up in the morning, today in Mark's bed, she rubbed her eyes as she looked to the man beside her. They've been sleeping seeing each other for almost a three weeks now, always in secret. It wasn't just sex either, they'd have room service dates and park strolls, becoming more affectionate as time went by.
"Morning." The girl pressed a kiss to the man's lips, in order to wake him up.
He groaned, as a complaint, before letting out. "Morning, sweetheart." He kissed her back, sighing. "Nope, not good morning. I'm going back to sleep."
"Oh, that's a shame because I was just going to go have a shower." She said, getting up from bed, just in her underwear. "And I though, you know, to save water and everything, maybe you'd like to join?" She smiled at him, as the man got up quickly.
"Yeah, I'm up. So not tired anymore." He rubbed his eyes, making Helena giggle as the two entered the bathroom.
However, as soon as Helena looked at herself in the mirror, her face fell, as she gasped and her eyes widened. "Mark Sloan! You gave me a hickey!" She hit his arm.
"Ouch." The man let out.
"No, no ouch for you. I'm a medical professional, a responsible young woman... a-a surgical resident! I do not..." She hit him again. "... go to work..." Once more. "... with hickeys!" She smacked him one more time, the man simultaneously wincing at the movement and giggling.
"Sorry, doll. Can you blame me though, when you look like that?" The man asked her, turning to press a kiss to her lips once more.
"You know what? No more shower time for you." The girl raised a brow and walked out of the bathroom, ready to get dressed for the day.
"Oh, come on, Lee!" He shouted after her, pouting at the lack of an answer, now alone in the bathrooms. Sighing, he whispered to himself, like a little kid that didn't get to have more candy. "Not fair."
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That morning, as Helena and Cristina stood towards the back of the elevator, Meredith asked Derek.
"How are you today?" At that, both Cristina and Helena looked up from what they were reading.
"Good." The man answered.
"Great."
The two girl shared a look, and, as they left the elevator, Cristina told her. "She's doing McDreamy."
"She's doing McDreamy and lying about it." Helena nodded as she spoke, raising a brow.
"Does she thinks I'm weak, fragile? That I can't handle it because of Burke?" Cristina rolled her eyes. However, a few seconds after, she noticed something on her friends neck, gasping. "You have a hickey!"
"What?" The girl rushed to readjust her shirt, cursing the concealer that must have smeared off. "I... a hic- I do not have a hickey! Don't be ridiculous." She muttered as she blushed.
