Grey's anatomy.
In which Helena Campos, a surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, tries to navigate a whole new world of medicine, friendship and and a fair amount of drama.
How will she preform in this new arena?
season 1 - on going
Spanish tra...
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As Helena got up in morning, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were still puffy from crying the previous night and the dark circles under her eyes were more noticeable than ever. She sighed at the sight and rushed to apply some makeup, in an attempt to mask the heartbrokenness that was reflected in her face. After applying the makeup and getting ready, she looked at herself once more. Her heart was heavy and she felt like she could cry, but she forced herself to smile through the pain. If there was something Helena Campos had learned, it was that even through the worst times there was something she could always do: smile.
As she left the bathroom, she found Meredith in the hallway.
"Hey. How are you doing?" Her friend asked her, her voice soft.
"I'm ok, Mer. Can we, you know, just keep this between us for now? You know how the rumour mill works in the hospital, I don't think I want it to be known, not yet at least." She struggled to keep her tears in as she spoke.
"Yes, of course, Lena. Whatever you need."
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In the locker room, as George and Helena got dressed and ready for work, Izzie commented to the other interns.
"There's something going on, I mean, look at them." The blond guessed.
"Yeah, they were all cuddly and loving yesterday, now they can barely look at each other." Cristina scoffed.
As Cristina and Izzie approached the former couple, the blond spoke up. "Guys, what's... hum... what's going on?"
"Nothing." Helena rushed to answer, trying her best to smile at her friends, as George looked at her.
"Oh, you know we're gonna find out anyway." Cristina pointed out.
"And if you tell us, maybe we can help." The former model suggested, the Portuguese girl pulling her hair up.
"There's nothing to tell..." The boy sighed.
"That means there's something to tell." Cristina pointed out, laughing.
"Come on, guys, please just drop it." The short girl sighed as she closer her locker, leaving the room as two other interns looked at each other in confusion. As soon as she turned her back to her friends, she let her forced smile fall.
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At rounds, the group of interns entered a little boy's room, a case Helena was in.
"Do you need to throw up again? Cause there's no shame in needing to throw up." One of his dads told him.
"Dad, I don't need to throw up." The kid said.
"Shawn Begleiter, eleven years old. Shawn here was admitted for intractable vomiting after a minor lesion." The brunette presented.
