Edit (Eddie) Sousa didn't expect her intern year to go like this. All because she had a one night stand with a very handsome older, sexy man. Now, not only was she the youngest intern at Seattle Grace, she is also pregnant. But, despite how the baby...
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AN: Welcome to another chapter of Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This). I hope you loved the last chapter. Sorry for the delay. I have a few chapters of another story (Timeless, a Gilmore Girls fan fiction) that I have started writing again on this platform, and I had a few chapters banked that I am trying to post again to. So I am trying to do make a schedule to fit all three stories in. It will be impossible to post all 3 during a week. I will not stop this book or its sequel (which will be the attending years, Wattpad books have a 200 chapter limit). It might be the WTS I rotate every other week with the Gilmore Girls book, once I get through my chapters I've already banked for Timeless-I have just two most chapters sort of ready for it, so I will try to do all three books this week, but it just depends on life.
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When my mother left my father, she didn't tell him she was leaving and taking me with her until we'd landed on the other side of the country. In those days, it was called family troubles. Today it'd be called kidnapping.
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"Could you page Dr. Shepherd one more time?" Janet, the social worker, asked the nurse-Ruth-for what seemed like the eighth time.
"I paged him two minutes ago." Ruth replied.
"It's really very important that I speak with him right away." Janet stressed, as Ruth gave her a deadpanned look.
"He's a brain surgeon." Ruth reminded her. "Everyone looking for him thinks it's really very important. I'll let you know when he calls back."
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"Sir, you know how I said I wanted to do a Gunther today?" Bailey said, as she made her way over to the chief, who seemed to be contemplating something.
"I sent you an e-mail with my new screening criteria for my clinical trial." Webber said instead. "Did you get a chance to look at it?"
"Not yet." Bailey admitted. "Uh, Torres has a patient from the sinkhole. She would be perfect for..."
But, Webber cut her off.
"You know, I'm inserting an islet cell device this afternoon. I'd like you to be there, see how it works, okay?" Webber said, as Bailey gave him a confused look, what in the hell was going on with the chief.
"Oh, no. You're gonna do a hundred of 'em." Bailey informed him seriously. "Can I see the next one? Today's just not a good day ..."
She needed to fix this infighting between the fifth year residents today. Eddie and Israel were not her issue, and she had no doubt Eddie would whip them into shape, but this always happened, and the Gunther was always needed now. And, Eddie wouldn't need to worry about it.
