Danica Rose Millers has gone through hell on earth. She starts her internship at Seattle Grace Hospital and meets people who will change her life forever. She loves and loses and loves some more. Find out more on I've Loved and I've Lost.
Cristina, Izzie, Meredith, and I all sit, watching Derek and Burke throw darts. "He's picturing my face," Cristina says as Burke's dart hits the board. "He's totally picturing that dart puncturing my skull," We watch as Burke takes his darts out and flexes his arm, pointing at his muscle. "Oh look at that?" Cristina quips, copying the action. I watch as Derek takes a sip from his drink, looking right at Meredith before he begins throwing his darts.
"Derek, Derek is picturing you," Izzie states the obvious. I stick up the middle finger at him causing him to smirk.
"Derek is just butt hurt," I mutter.
"He called me a whore. He lost the right to picture me," Meredith seethes.
"So I fall asleep during sex, so what?" Cristina asks. "Ass!"
"Ass!" Meredith grumbles.
Alex then walks over. "Oh ass! Hey," Izzie greets.
"Well, well, Isobel Stevens has finally left the hospital. Does this mean heart patient dude finally kicked it?" Alex asks.
"I'm sorry, this section of the bar is for surgeons. We don't socialize with gynecologists," I quip with a chuckle. Everyone laughs even Joe. I shoot back another shot, the burning liquid calming me down as Callie and George walk over.
"George!" Izzie cheers along with Meredith and Cristina.
"And Callie!" I cheer.
"Hey,"
"Hey Callie,"
"Hey Doctor Torres," The excitement nowhere to be heard in their voices. Izzie's been a real bitch to Callie lately as have Meredith and Cristina. I get up from my seat beside Izzie and go and sit beside Callie. "How you doing chica?" I ask. Callie and George have started dating and once again it's my fault. I basically handed him to her on a silver platter.
"Pretty good, what about you?"
"Gin and tonic and a beer," George orders.
"I've been iffy I guess," She looks at me concerned but I wave it off. "Another shot,"
"How many have you had?" Callie asks.
"Four," I answer. "I barely feel a buzz," I take another shot.
"Are you sure you don't wanna talk about it?" Calle asks. I lean my head against her shoulder.
"Thanks Cals, but I'll live," She places a kiss on top of my head.
"Well I'm here for you,"
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Danica's POV
An employee shot up a restaurant so I'm taking a case with George under Derek's supervision. Fun. We watch as the patient, Kendra, goes into the M.R.I George walks in, having left to call the patients parents.
