𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 [𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲]

six days

six days

After a two-day trip away visiting her family (her little sister, Charlotte's 10th birthday. Cassie had to be there for double digits). Cassie arrives back at the hospital just in time for rounds, beginning with Harold O'Malley's loud, loud room. Everyone seems so distracted by the noise, it's like she almost isn't there.

Noisemakers were going off and cheers of excitement were yelled. "Everyone, quiet down!" Mr. O'Malley told them as the noise begun to die down.

"Morning, everybody." Louise O'Malley greeted with a wide grin towards the interns.

"Good morning," Webber replied. "Uh, who's presenting?"

"Oh," Mr. O'Malley shouted before a word could get out, "can Georgie do it? He's real good." Which then erupted more cheers and noise from noisemakers.

After a couple of seconds to let the noise die down again, he began, "Um...Harold O'Malley, 63, status—post-aortic valve replacement. Morning chest x-ray showed no atelectasis after aggressive CPT for the last two days." Cassie was convinced Mr. O'Malley would burst with how happy he looked at his son. "Um, scheduled for a transhiatal esophagectomy tomorrow morning at 9." Then there was silence for several seconds before George told them, "That's it." 

In which, loud O'Malley cheers and clapping was sound throughout the room. Luckily, for Cassie's ears, Bailey suggested that the extended family wait in the waiting room tell they're done rounding on him. 

That's when Alex noticed that Cassie had been standing behind him for the best few minutes. "When did you get here?" He asked.

She smiled at him, "Only a couple minutes ago."

"How was it?" He asked her as Mr. O'Malley asked some questions to Dr. Webber.

She shrugged, "Fine. Everyone is doing fine. My sister was very, very happy about entering the double-digit territory." She slowly laughed. 

"Well, good, good." He nodded looking down at the floor.

"Alex," he looked back up at her, "never mind."

"Okay."

—

Cassie leans back in a chair, her back has been in pain since the way she slept on the flight. "Hey," she said as she spotted Izzie, "did you cash that check while I was gone?" She placed her hands on her head, bending her back.

Izzie sighed, "No, and don't tell me to, I have everyone else on my back about it."

Cassie held her hands up, "No, no. I'm not saying anything."

"I might though." Izzie leaned her head on one of her hands. "To get in on Heather Mills surgery. The girl with the 90° curvature in her spine." Cassie nods before it then goes awkwardly quiet. "Okay, see you later." Cassie waved goodbye before standing up and touching her toes, well, trying to touch them.