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𝟔 | 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭
𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓, 𝑆𝐸𝐴𝑇𝑇𝐿𝐸
𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟔
The fluorescent lights of Seattle Grace Hospital cast an unforgiving glow as we trudged through the hallway. The familiar rhythm of our morning rounds was a comforting routine, even if my stomach had other ideas.
I walked behind Meredith, trying to keep my nausea at bay. My fingers brushed against the cool, solid wall for support as a wave of dizziness washed over me.
"Let's go, people," Bailey's voice cut through the morning haze, sharp and relentless. "I've been in surgery since 2 AM. I'm in no mood."
I nodded, mostly to myself, trying to steady my breathing. Meredith, just ahead of me, looked equally pale and strained. We shared a glance, silently acknowledging our mutual misery.
Cristina arrived, slightly disheveled but unapologetic as always. "Yang, you're late," Alex muttered, not missing a beat.
"Hey, I got here before George," Cristina shot back.
George's voice piped up from behind. "I'm here! I was here!"
"Nice of you to join us, Yang," Bailey said, her tone laced with sarcasm.
Cristina ignored the comment, turning her attention to Meredith's pained expression. "Woman troubles?"
Meredith sighed, pressing a hand to her stomach. "Men troubles. I think this dating two-guys thing is getting to me. Finn, Derek. Derek, Finn. I think I'm getting an ulcer."
Cristina's gaze shifted to me. "What about you? Should you even be back?"
"I'm fine, Cristina," I replied, though my voice lacked conviction. "But I appreciate that you care."
Cristina smirked. "I never said that."
She turned back to Meredith. "McDreamy and the vet are making you sick?"
Meredith groaned. "I just need to make a choice and get it over with."
"Just pick my brother," I interjected. "He keeps texting me, asking when your off days are."
Cristina's fake gasp was exaggerated but effective. "McDreamy is using little McDreamy as a spy."
I playfully shoved her, pushing off the wall. "I can't with you."
I hurried to catch up with Bailey, wanting to arrive on time for rounds.
