𝜗𝜚˚⋆⭒˚｡⋆ in which aliya levine begins her third year of surgical residency with a particular green eyed rich boy, overbearing parents taunting her all the way from malibu, an ex who refuses to leave her alone, a chaotic best friend and a pair of t...
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chapter eleven━perfect little accident season six, episode sixteen
❝ do you want to sign me up for organ donation while you're at it?❞
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"Did you hear about Avery?" Alex exclaimed in a rather frantic, loud voice directly into Aliya's ear lobe, causing her to jump out of her skin.
"Alex!"
Aliya's first instinct was to swat the man in his chest as a method of self defence. Though, when she realised it was only Alex, she simply shook her head, clicking her pen as a stress outlet.
"No, what about Ja— Avery?" She asked, as calmly as humanly possible, trying to steady herself from the unexpected jumpscare.
"He's Harper Avery's grandson!" Alex informed her in disbelief that she didn't know the hottest piece of hospital gossip, clutching her arm and shaking it about, causing her to drop said pen onto the floor.
It was a miracle that the only just found out, seeing as everyone had worked out Aliya was Molly Levine's daughter about five minutes into her first ever shift at Seattle Grace.
"As in," Aliya straightened up as Alex let go of her arm, clearing her throat dramatically. "The Harper Avery award for surgical innovation goes to—" She fanned out her hand, as if receiving an envelope from her side, her voice dropping an octave for dramatic effect.
"Obviously." Alex scoffed, though he did find her performance fairly amusing. "Who else would it be?"
"I don't know," The brunette shrugged, retrieving her pen from the floor and slipping it into her jacket pocket. "I just really wanted to do the impression, and it was fairly obvious, Alex. His last name is literally Avery."
"Okay, Levine." Alex exaggeratedher last name with a smirk, just to prove a point that surgical nepotism was all about this hospital. "Anyway, Harper Avery is in the ER right this second being treated for abdominal pain, Jackson brought him in because they had breakfast together." The Karev explained unusually enthusiastically, especially for him.
Aliya nodded her head, staying silent to try and avoid the topic of him.
"How did your surgery go with Dr. Bailey yesterday?" The Karev man questioned, seemingly changing the subject for her.
"Good, classic bowel obstruction." Aliya nodded, reaching for one of her charts she was busily getting through. "She even let me do the whole entire thing."
He leant against the counter, almost hidden behind said pile of charts. "That's because you're her favourite now O'Malley is dead."
"That's a bit morbid." Aliya commented looking over at him from over the top of the pile as he pulled out his buzzing pager from his pocket.
