·˚ ༘ ┊͙[magnetic hearts and souls] ! ˊˎ
in which the brain surgeon and the heart surgeon are like magnets, their hearts being pulled together slowly. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 in which the brain surgeon and the heart surgeon have been through it all, but n...
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lvi. number twelve 5.01
Atlas was happy, he had a good feeling this morning. He held two coffees in his hand, one for him and the other for Bailey. Derek could get his own coffee —no, Atlas had already given Derek his own coffee.
"Bails!" Atlas sung happily as he moved closer to Bailey who was sitting at one of the hospital computers, with a group of people hovering around her. Everyone was waiting for the scores to come up that would tell them what ranking they were compared to other hospitals.
"Atlas." Bailey greeted, not bothering to look up from the computer.
"I brought you coffee." Atlas smiled as Bailey looked away from the computer and to Atlas, her eyes flickering between his cheeky smile and the coffee in his hands. Atlas grinned wildly as Bailey snatched the coffee from his hands.
"Thank you." She muttered kindly before focusing back on the computer.
"Atly!" Oliver came running up and wrapped his arms around his older brother with a grin. "I missed you!"
"You saw me yesterday." Atlas deadpanned with a chuckle, oh how he loved his brother.
"Back up. You're sucking all my oxygen." Bailey demanded as Oliver leaned over her shoulder to try and read the computer.
"I'm trying to see." Oliver whined.
"It's not up yet. There's nothing to see." Bailey shrugged and used her shoulder to bump Oliver so he would stop leaving over her — he only smirked and leaned over more, his head now resting on her shoulder.
"It's supposed to be posted at 4:00." Hahn commented.
Mark checked his watch, "4:15."
Cristina reached to touch the keyboard, "Hit the refresh button. You have to reload the page."
Bailey swatted Christinas hand away — well she was focused on swatting Christina's hand away, Oliver moved his own hand forward and pressed the reset button. "I'm hitting the refresh button every ten seconds. Just wait. Oliver!"
Meredith walked up, "Is it up yet?"
"No." Bailey groaned.
Oliver looked away from the computer, his head momentarily moving of Baileys shoulder. "Hi." He waved lightly to Meredith.
"Hi." Meredith smiled back — Christina looked between Meredith and Oliver with a knowing look on her face.
Alex walked up to the group, "Is it up yet?"
"No! Wait." Bailey snarked.
"I'm thinking we move up a slot. We pass Hopkins, move up to number one." Mark looked to Atlas who nodded his head along to what he was was saying.
