READY FOR YOU,Jackson Avery

01, 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺

Sophie Robbins was sitting on the bench in the locker room. She had been for coffee with Alex before arriving at work.

The door opened and a group of people walked in wearing orange scrubs. One of them with short hair went over to George's and put her stuff in.

"Oh. Hey. You can't put that in there," Izzie said, getting the attention of everybody.

Sophie turned and frowned. She didn't like Izzie. But she would protect what little they had left of George.

The woman with short hair turned to look at Izzie. "Oh. They told us to grab a cubby," she said.

Sophie nodded. "I'm sure they did. But you literally can't use that one."

Izzie looked to Sophie and then to the other woman. "Could you just take your stuff out? There are some empty ones over there. You can use them," she told her.

"No. I don't think so."

Izzie clenched her jaw. She looked to her. " I said take it out."

"Great. I got the crazy one next to me."

Izzie lost it. She turned to the Mercy West resident who had a smirk on her face. "Oh you want to fight?  Cause I will. I will fight you. You're pretty tiny. I could take you down in just a couple of seconds," she said.

Sophie rolled her eyes. "No you can't. Just stop trying to cause crap with everyone. Maybe if you spoke to them with respect, they'd listen. But they won't fucking listen to you if you threaten them," she said as she turned and walked out.

She saw Alex. "Your wife is in there losing her marbles. I suggest you sort her," she told him.

"Sophie."

"Alex."

Alex sighed as he looked to her. "Can you not give her a break?" He asked.

Sophie scoffed. She shook her head. "Why would I give her a break? Look at how much of a bitch she's been to me since day one. Not just me. And everyone expects us to be nice to her. I don't think so," she said as she walked off.

****

The residents were gathered in Meredith's room. She had been the one to give her liver to Thatcher. "They're locusts ... Comfortable locus, feeding on our surgeries," she said.

Izzie nodded. She sighed. "It's rude. There should be at least a couple of days where they act like guests before they put their feet up on the coffee table."

Sophie shook her head. "And what's with the orange scrubs? What, ours aren't good enough for 'em?" She said as she shared a look with Meredith.

Meredith shrugged and looked to them. "We ran out. They're on back order. Randall from the supply company says there'll be here in a week. That's what you learn when you lie here all day," she told her.

Sophie scoffed. "Why bother ordering new ones? We could just give these to our replacements."

"We're not gonna be replaced by anybody," Sophie said as she rolled her eyes.