Fallen Angels Are Made To Save Lives

4. Batter's Up

4. Batter's Up
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"Well?" Cristina asks, following me through the hospital as I walk towards the woman's room that I still didn't know the name of.

"Blood work seems clear of narcotics, so drugs is out of the question. I'm gonna run a CAT scan and have Mark check up on those burns." I reply, shrugging. She frowns and suddenly freezes, causing me to do the same.

"Cristina, what's wrong?" I ask, waving my hand in front of her face.

"Just who the hell are you?" a man snaps, stopping in front of us. I open my mouth to defend my friend, only to realize that he's glaring at me. He has fire red hair and gorgeous blue eyes, with navy scrubs on, which tells me that's he's an attending. I raise an eyebrow then reply,"I could ask you the same thing, sweet cheeks."

"Sweet cheeks? What do I look like to you, a squirrel or maybe even a chipmunk?"he demands, crossing his arms over his chest. I snicker and answer,"No, you're more of an angry red fox. Very cute, very puntable. I could just sweep my leg back and," I kick my foot out in a motion of a punt then finish my sentence, "Whoosh, you're outta here."

"Okay, you have two minutes to tell me who you are and why you're wearing scrubs before I call security." he threatens, his eyes glaring with anger. I double over in laughter, wiping at the corner of my eyes,before I reply, "That's truly adorable. Dr. Aviana Parker,I'm here for the weekend. Kind of got myself roped back into this hellhole."

His eyes widen in realization then he asks,"Wait, you're Aviana Parker? But you look nothing like what they described you as!" I laugh again and reply, "Professional jealously, Foxy. This is me."

Cristina bites back a giggle and the attending with no name turns his attention to her with that fiery gaze trained on her brown one.

"Yang!  Get back to work and quit bothering her." he barks,his tone leaving almost no room to argue. However, Cristina is just that freaking good at putting her two cents in.

"But Dr. Hunt, Dr. Parker asked me for a consultation." she insists, smirking as I nod to back her up.

"Since Dr. Burke is no longer here and I know Dr. Yang fancied cardio when we were interns and she still does obviously, I figured I'd ask her. And I assure you that I have Dr. Grey with me on the case as well." I add, trying to hide my grin.

"Which Grey?" Hunt deadpans. I raise an eyebrow then reply,"I wasn't aware that there was a second Grey in the picture. Did Meredith get married to Shepherd without telling me?" Cristina laughs openly then answers,"Ha,no, you wish. You're like their biggest fan of their relationship. No,Mere has a sister from her dad's side."

I shrug,not caring that she was right, then say,"I can't help the fact that they're so cute that I ship it. Now,back to Little Grey. That's what I'm going to call her,so I know which one is which."

"That's funny. That's what everyone else calls her." Hunt murmurs more to himself before I turn and state,"I'll see you around,Dr. Hunt. I hope you have a wonderful day." He nods and says the same to me before leaving Cristina and I alone. I take in a deep breath then giggle,"Ooh, he's gorgeous,please tell me someone decent is screwing that man." She flashes me a grin,causing me to gasp then hiss,"Cristina Yang,are you tapping Foxy?" 

She shrugs as if it's not a big deal but my wide eyes say otherwise. I lean close then ask,"Who is he?" 

"Dr. Owen Hunt. He's absolutely gorgeous and moody,which makes him even more hot,not to mention that he's head of trauma." she answers,following me as I walk towards the door of my mystery patient's kid's room.I whistle under my breath then murmured,"He's seems military." She gives another nod but doesn't say anything else as we enter the room, giving the boy a once over.