Chapter 23

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Season 7, Episode 3- Superfreak

Annabella's POV

I had been doing pretty boring cases in the ER. Everyone else had interesting stuff and i had stitches.

I threw my chart down and saw a girl with dark brown almost black hair and bright blue eyes.

"Sorry, do you work here?" I ask confused.

"No, I have privileges. Amelia Shepherd," she said sticking out a hand.

"Annabella Brooks," I say returning the hand.

"You are the first one to not ask me about my brother," Amelia says in a grateful voice.

"You look so much like him and same last name it was obvious. Besides, i'm guessing you are sick of being compared to him," I say with a smile.

"You're overshadowed by a family member?" she asks.

"Not me personally but my boyfriend hugely with Harper Avery as a grandfather and Catherine Avery as a mother," I say.

"Damn and I thought I was overshadowed,"  she said with a laugh.

"Yeah, so I'm guessing you know Mark as well," I say.

"Mark has been in my life since I was a little girl," she replied.

"So your used to his whoreness or was it something later in life?" I ask as we start walking.

"Always been the same," she replied.

***

"So, Karev. How old were you your first time?" Jackson asks from next to me.

"15, school nurse, back of her car," Alex replies.

Wait, school nurse?

"15? Impressive," Jackson says clearly not listening to the rest of the sentence.

"When I was 16, she taught me how to drive that same time car," Alex states.

"Sophomore in high school, Paul Waxman. Had absolutely no idea what he was doing," Meredith say.

"Junior prom, Charlie Bunton. His dad caught us," I say making Meredith try not to laugh.

"Junior prom as well, Sarah Richardson and Penny Caraway, together. Knew exactly what I was doing," Jackson states.

"Manwhore," I whisper to him making him slap my ass jokingly.

"19" Cristina says making us all turn.

"19?" Alex asks.

"Yup, I was very focused on my studies. It was my chem TA, he was a whole head shorter than me. But man, he was smart," Cristina says.

"Hey, April," Jackson says looking at her noticing she was quiet.

"I'm not talking about this. It was a private...private memory," April says.

Fair enough

"What happened? Did the guy die?" Alex asks laughing slightly.

"Alex" Meredith warns.

"Did it like last 3 seconds, so you don't know whether it counted?" Cristina taunts.

"No, it was on the beach at sunset. It was beautiful," April defends.

"Sunset?" Alex asks.

"Weren't there people there?" Cristina asks.

"Wouldn't you get sand up in places you don't want sand in. And mosquitoes," Jackson adds.

I hit his arm making him turn to me confused.

"What was that for?" Jackson asks.

I nod towards April slightly to try and tell him bur he was just confused.

"Ha! You're a virgin!" Alex exclaims.

"No. No, I'm not," April defends.

"Omg you are!" Cristina carries on.

"She is! Omg!" Alex laughs.

"Do it, do it, do it to her right now! Alex go deflower her, do it, do it!" Cristina laughs as Alex throws off his lab coat.

"It was.. on the beach at sunset," April says weakly.

"Alright, leave her alone!" Meredith stands up.

"April, the beach at sunset sounds very nice. Romantic," I say with a smile making April smile slightly.

***

"Next time take the hint!" I yell.

"The nod at April?" he asks dumbfounded.

"I was pointing it out! Telling you without telling you!" I carry on.

"Telling me without telling me?" Jackson repeats confused.

"Yes! With my face!" I say.

"I can't read your mind, I don't know what you don't say," he says walking closer to me.

"You're an idiot!" I say pouting.

"That you love," he says smirking and backing me into the wall putting his hand on the wall towering over me.

"We're arguing," I say looking up at him.

"Maybe but I find it hot," he smirked.

I stop for a second and stare at him.

We maintain eye contact for about 10 seconds before I give in.

"You win," I say giving in.

He leant down to kiss me and I returned the kiss passionately.

He grabbed me by the thighs and picked my up making our heads at an equal height.

I wrap my legs around his waist and he moved swiftly towards the bed in the on-call room.

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