Belong

~Sixteen~

  I was staring at Derek's sleeping form on my bed.

  "Doctor Grey, this is Ms. Henry from the nursing home. I'm calling about your mother."

  I was holding the crappy phone against my ear, "is she alright?" I asked Ms. Henry.

  "Oh, it's nothing like that."

  "Can I call you later, then?" I asked irritated. "I just wanted to," she started.

  I heard a rustle from my bed, and I glanced up to see him rubbing his face.

  "I have to go," I muttered.

  Derek groaned, "who is calling you at this hour?" I shrugged, "wrong number," I absently said.

  I heard George, Izzie, and...Scott?

  I immediately walked to the door, and jerk the door opened to see Izzie wearing a shit-eating grin, "you know what? It's no big deal. You don't have to lie. I get it. You have needs."

  I raised my eyebrows, "what is going on here?"

  Scott shrugged, "Izzie thought George was masterbating in the bathroom, but he's only reading a book to find something to save his ass."

  George's face reddened, and my eyes widened.

  Syphilis.

   I coughed, "um...okay."

"This sounds like fun out here," Derek walked out of the bedroom, putting his white shirt on. The trio left to the kitchen.

  His phone started to ring, and I spoke, "aren't you gonna get that? It might be the hospital."

  He shook his head. "It's not."

~-B-~

   I went to the curtains that was hiding George and Alex.

  I immediately pushed the curtains apart, and I smiled. "Hey George!" I walked in, letting the curtains stay open.

  He gasped, and scrambled toward to shut the curtains.

  "Go away!" He grumbled, and I scoffed playfully, "oh, George. Thought you could use some moral support." I laughed.

Damn I was ruthless.

  "No, moral support. I'm indisposed here."

  I huffed, "George, it's not a big deal. And you have a cute butt." He really did.

  Alex stifled his laugh.

  "I have a cute butt too. You want to see?" Alex asked suggestively.

  I glared at him, "get out, you're doing it wrong," I jerked the penicillin shot off of his hand, and he moved aside.

  "What...? Alex. Alex. Wha...?" George asked panicking, and I smiled ruthlessly.

  Alex went to leave, and while he opened the curtains, Izzie showed up.

  "Izzie!" George whined, "ooh, what are we doing here?" Izzie sounded excited.

  "Breaking George's spirit." He mumbled dejectedly, "that, and also curing his miserable existence." I shrugged.

  "I don't like needles."

  "Good thing you became a doctor," I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see me.

  "Izzie?" Cristina's voice rang out, and Izzie hollered back, "yeah?"

  "Uh, Mr. Franklin's procedure's been scheduled for after lunch..." Cristina trialed off while she opened the curtains.