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"Oh, sorry, Lena. I'm gonna need your esophageal atresia." Arizona told Helena, the resident reluctantly handed her the chart. "And you have a pyloric stenosis, I might need that one too."
"Why are you stealing all my surgeries?" The brunette pouted slightly.
"We have a prospective peds fellow coming in today, and she's being courted by all the big guns. USC, Johns Hopkins, Chop... and Hunt asked me to make sure she got the red carpet tour." The blond explained. "That includes scrubbing in on a couple of surgeries."
"You're already meeting people for the fellowship?" Helena asked, furrowing her brows.
"Well, it's a little early, but when someone with Polly Preston's resume wants to observe in your hospital, you make the time." The blond told her, leaving.
"Well, I'm being courted by the big guns too." Helena muttered to herself, pouting. "Doing two residencies at once and everything but , go ahead and steal my surgeries."
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"Helena Campos?" A woman called out, turning around from the nurses station to a woman in a wheelchair. At the person before her, a soft, surprised smile grew on her face.
"Mrs. O'Malley?" Helena chuckled disbelievingly, putting down her chart.
". How many times have I told you?" The woman smiled at her, Helena lowering herself to hug the woman. "Oh, look at you. You're allgrown up..."
"What are you doing here?" The small girl asked, worried. "Are you ok?"
"Oh, it's nothing, dear. Meredith took me for some exams..." The woman shrugged it off. "Now, Lena, I wanna hear everything! How have you been?"
"Hum, I got married a while ago, as you know." Helena told her, her smile wide. "I'm on my last year of residency, I'm specializing in pediatric and neonatal surgery."
"Oh, that's so great! You're a real surgeon now." Louise chuckled. "And any kids? No one around here seems to have any of those, I was hopping to make some baby clothes soon..."
"I do, I have a little girl, Alice. Alice Sloan, actually."
At that, the woman's eyes filled with tears, as she held the girl's hand tight. "Oh, honey, I'm so proud of you. Georgie would be, too." The two statues at each other in emotion for a moment, before Louise shook her head, asking. "Do you have any pictures?"
"Yes, give me a second." The doctor told her, pulling her phone out of her pocket and bending over slight to show the woman. "Right there, this is from two days ago."
"Oh, she's beautiful..." The woman shook her head. Then, she noticed the necklace that dangled from the woman's neck, her eyes filling back with tears. "You still wear it?"
"Every day." She whispered, tears appearing on her own eyes. "I'm sorry I haven't called. I meant to, but I've been really busy and-"
"It's ok, dear. Don't worry about it."
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"It's kind of soothing, like sitting in front of a fish tank." April let out, her and the twisted trio eating lunch in front of Heart-In-a-Box.
"Except it's a fish tank." Helena giggled.
"No, it's a key." Cristina agreed, Meredith scrunching up her face.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Ask Webber. He came in here, trashing my wish list and told me Heart-In-a-Box was the key to fixing it." The cardio resident shrugged. "Well, I'll tell you something. She's not talking. Heart-In-a-Box, what should I put on my wishlist? Heart-In-a-Box, what should I put on my sandwich?" A second of silence followed. "See, nothing."
"Heart-In-a-Box, what's so great about Polly Preston?" Helena tried, putting a fry in her mouth.
"Heart-In-a-Box, what's so wrong with George's mom?" The blond tried.
"Who's George?" April asked, confused.
"He used to work here." Meredith told her.
"He was our friend." Helena agreed.
"He died." Cristina completed.
"Who died?" Jackson asked, entering the room with Alex.
"George." April told him, Alex scoffing.
"We're taking about that creep because...?"
At that, Helena turned to look at him, clearly offended, as Meredith reprimanded. "Alex, you're an ass. His mom is in the hospital."
"Wow, O'Malley... I haven't though about him in-" Cristina exhaled.
"Why would you?" The man shrugged.
"Alex!" Meredith scolded, Helena shaking her head in disbelief.
"Seriously?"
"Oh, come on, don't act like you stay up night writing poetry about the guy, Mer. And, Lena, he freaking cheated on you." The man told her, making Helena narrow her eyes at him.
Noticing the short girl's reaction, the curly haired resident decided that making fun of Alex should take care of the problem. "Remember what you gave him syphilis?" Cristina accused, the girls chucking.
"How?" Jackson asked, lost.
"Remember heart in an elevator?" Helena smiled at the memory, holding her pigeon pendant.
"Heart in an elevator! I should put on my list." The Korean woman decided. "George and Lena made you look like such a chump."
"George was heart in the elevator guy?!" Jackson questioned. "I heard about that, that sounded badass."
"Excuse me, I was heart in an elevator . Georgie did assist, though." Helena told him. "And that's one more reason why should get the fellowship, not Polly."
"Were you there?" Jackson asked Alex.
"I just want to eat my freaking lunch, can we stop talking about the freak?" The man rolled his eyes, making Helena stand up in anger.
She had had enough of Alex trashing George, even if she knew it was just his messed up way of dealing with his grief.
"Oh, you know what? Screw you!" The short girl let out, leaving the room.
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