The Other Stevens-A Grey's Anatomy Story

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Rory watched people dancing at this party and getting drunk. She couldn't find her sister so she had decided to take her butt to a bad where it's not so crowded. When she arrived she sat down and ordered her a drink. "What's a beautiful girl like you sitting her by herself?" The guy beside her asked.

"Well I pretty much got ditched by my sister at this party."  Rory tells him. He nodded and ordered another drink.

Couple drinks later, the two were enjoying one another's company. "Let's find us a quiet place." Rory tells him. He nodded as he followed the blonde beauty. He saw the bathroom door opened and grabbed her. They went into the bathroom and started kissing as he pushed her against the door. He locked it as she was unbuttoning his shirt as he fiddled with her zipper.

That night was unforgettable for the two.
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"Rory!" Aurora groaned as he sister walked in. "It's our first day." Rory nodded and got dressed in her scrubs. She walked out of her room and saw Izzie. "Ready?"

"Let's go." Rory said as she grabbed her keys. Today was her first day as an intern and she was going to prove that she can work the medical field. "I hope we can make friends."

"Same." Izzie said. "Who knows? We might find someone." Rory rolled her eyes and kept driving.
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"I heard that two were models."

Aurora rolled her eyes as she walked up to the two.

"So what if me and my sister were models. At least it helped." Rory tells them. "So you two can keep talking while I work my way up." Izzy walked up to her sister. "Plus, don't call Dr. Bailey a Nazi." She turned and gasped. "You!"

"Nice to see you again." Rory whined as she looked at her sister.

"Why does the universe hate me?" Rory asked as Izzy shrugged.

"I'm Alex."

"Aurora, but call me Rory." She said as Miranda walked to them.

"Hi, Dr. Bailey, I'm Isobel Stevens, but call me Izzy." She says making Rory shake her head.

"I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one, don't bother sucking up, I already hate you, that's not gonna change." She indicates stuff on the bench. "Trauma protocol, phone lists, pagers. Nurses will page you, you answer every page at a run. A run, that's rule number two. Your first shift starts now and lasts forty-eight hours. You're interns," Hour 1' comes up on the screen, "grunts, no bodies, bottom of the surgical food chain, you run labs, write orders, work every second night till you drop and don't complain!" Dr. Bailey opens the door to a room with a couple of bunk beds. "On call rooms. Attendings hog them, sleep when you can, where you can, which brings me to rule number three, if I'm sleeping, don't wake me, unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number four, the dying patient better not be dead when I get there, not only would you have killed someone, you would have also woke me for no good reason, we clear?"

Rory nodded at the rules and watched as a girl in front of her raise her hand. "Yes?"

"You said there was five rules. You gave four."

Bailey's pager beeps off. "Rule five, I move you, you move."
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Rory kept up with Dr. Bailey as they ran threw the halls. Once they got outside, Rory saw an helicopter and knew this will be the first case. She listened to the paramedic and learned the patients name is Katie Bryce and she's a fifteen with seizures. "All right, get her on her side, Izzy, ten milligrams Diazepam."

Rory grabbed the diazepam and handed to Izzy. "Thanks." She says as filled the syringe and ejected it in the i.v. Rory saw a doctor walked in.

"So I heard we got a wet fish on dry land?"