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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Season 7, episode 2
"Sounds big." Jackson commented, several of the residents pagers going off as Helena pulled her hair into a low bun, in their lounge. "I bet an MVC."
"Multiple MVCs or an apartment fire." Alex suggested, leaving as Helena finished off her hairdo.
"When is the staring gonna stop?" April leaned into the group to ask.
At that, Helena furrowed her brows, looking at the other residents in the room. As she noticed them staring at the group, she bit her bottom lip in anxiety.
"As soon as the novelty wears off." Jackson shrugged, pulling is scrub top over his head. As he noticed Helena's fear filled eyes staring at the small crowd, he nudged her gently. "Hey, just ignore them."
"Right..." The small girl sighed, sitting down next to her people.
"Owen washed my hair." Cristina told them, nodding to the snack I'm her hands. "And he told me to eat this grainy nut bar. And he booked me into surgery this morning. He's in charge of me. I'm a bride and I'm going with it."
"I'm sure he's just worried about you..." The brunette shrugged.
"Plus, the trauma guy didn't clear you." Meredith teased.
"Yeah, but he said he would figure that out." The curly haired woman explained.
Noticing Lexie look at the people who stared, from her cubby, Helena reached for her hand, asking. "You ok?"
"They're staring. I'm sick of the staring." The younger Grey explained.
"I know..." Helena gave her a sad smile, before her friend snapped at the crowd.
"Yes! I am the crazy one! I am the one that freaks out and screams at people, like that." She shrugged before her pager went off, looking down to it.
"Go gawk at each other for a while." Meredith added, the crowd dispersing as she turned to her sister. "Are you ok?"
"Will everybody please just stop if I'm ok, ok?" The brunette asked, leaving the room as Helena looked at her, worriedly. Even is she didn't want to worry this much, she's been the one to commit her friend to the psychiatric floor and, ever since, she hadn't been able to stop worrying for her.
"Did he clear you yet?" Cristina asked the blond. At the woman's face, her mouth opened. "No? Still?!"
"I resorted to tears, I wore bad mascara so he wouldn't miss them..."
