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“Good because I’d never live that down,” Amelia admitted with a smile. She grinned as he told her that she was the best of the best, "I’m glad you’re aware, when you’re in my OR you’re just another intern.”
“Thanks Aunt Amelia.” Bailey smiled. “I know I can always count on you to not let me get away with anything fun.” he teased lightheartedly.
“Sure, okay, but you have the evidence of turning up drunk at 16 to his front door and him keeping that a secret, I, however, have no proof that he wouldn’t care that his child has broken the rules.” She laughed, “So I guess as long as you make it clear it was all your fault, we’ll be good!” “Do you really think I could swear at my dad and not stutter?” Lucy gasped, half exaggeratedly, half seriously. “You, sure, I could think of a million reasons to tell you to fuck off, but I don’t think my dad has ever heard me mutter even a single cuss word.”
“Dude - you knew about that?” Bailey asked in shock. “You were just a kid. I’m so sorry.” Bailey shook off the feeling of being a genuine bad influence and turned his smile back on as quickly as he could. “I mean... yeah. Your dad was always a lot more chill when I fucked up than my mom was. So your couch kind of became my room for a while. It was actually pretty comfortable too. Nevertheless - he would definitely believe me if I took credit for corrupting you.”
Bailey laughed and smiled at Lucy - genuinely this time. “I get it. You’re his angel. He still thinks you walk on water, doesn’t he?” Bailey rolled his eyes and turned away, turning his head back to keep eye contact with Lucy. “You know you love me, Luce.”
Catching Up
Bailey had gotten into a routine at the end of every shift - no matter what time he got off. He took his time in the locker room and by the time he walked out the door all of the other interns on his schedule had left. As social as he was he liked it that way. Every so often the time alone helped him to recharge. He grabbed his bag, tossed it over his shoulder, and made his way to the lobby.
“I’m free!” Bailey joked as he wrapped his arms around Zola from behind. “You ready to go, Sis?” he asked her - even though he could clearly see the answer. “The board says Mom’s not getting out of here anytime soon so I was thinking we could head back home and take over the kitchen. I’m sure there’s something there that Mom never intends to actually cook.” Bailey was actually very excited about having a night alone with his big sister. She wasn’t too much older than he was but she was the one person who was always there and he loved her for it.
She smiled as he appreciated her title, “one of our patients would code and neither of us would be able to run there very fast, not too ideal.” She nodded as he discussed how Grey Sloan was home, “true, very true, though you did leave.”
“Shh...” Bailey teased Mia. “I never really left. My heart and family stayed here. But I took advantage of the diversity of opportunities I had. Besides - was I really about to pass up the opportunity to play baseball for Oregon? My debt levels are also pretty low and California was beautiful...” Bailey stopped himself when he realized he was rambling. “That’s all besides the point. The real point s that I got some space so that when I came back I’d be ready for it. And I am. I appreciate everyone so much more after taking the time away.”
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Lucy smiled as she looked up from her phone, amused at Bailey’s entrance.
“You really do think you own this place, don’t you?” She teased, nudging him with her elbow and she picked up her book-heavy rucksack. “Walking is fine, to be honest I could do with the exercise, I never seem to have time to do any since starting school here.” They set off, Seattle, though thankfully not raining (yet), was quite overcast, but otherwise fair enough to make Lucy think the umbrella could be left.
“So how many beds are these apartments? Just the two?” she enquired, “and please tell me I don’t have to share a bathroom with you.”
“I mean... I may not yet but someday that board seat is mine.” Bailey grinned. “Here, I’ve got that.” He extended his arm to take Lucy’s bookbag that seemed to be quite heavy. One of the nice things about graduating from med school to residency was that he no longer had one of his own to carry.
As they walked Bailey pulled out his phone and looked up the first place they were going. “They both have two bedrooms for sure. I’m not sure about bathrooms - I know one has two and the other has one. Although for the record - I’m not a total slob.” Bailey laughed.
“Sure, okay Bailey,” sarcasm dripped from Lucy’s voice, but she was tired of arguing, knowing that he’d never give in. “Your ego is so big it’s not like anyone could get near enough to arrest you anyway!”
She smiled at his compliments of her father. Even when they all left for college, her dad kept in almost daily contact with Bailey. She witnessed the boys’ relationship growing up, and her dad was probably the reason Lucy could see through Bailey’s occasionally extremely douchebag-like behaviour.
“Well it is true, my dad is pretty great, except when he’s mad that his daughter and his intern are bunking off their duties to steal coffee. He’s going to be especially mad at you when he finds out you’re the reason his little girl has turned to a life of crime.” She joked, taking a sip from her (admittedly delightful) coffee.
Bailey’s ego was a bit much, even he had to admit that. He had spent so long faking confidence that eventually it became real. While every now and then he had his doubts about his life he reminded himself that he was of strong blood and kept on moving. While Bailey knew that Lucy had never been the biggest fan of his relationship with Alex the man was the most important man in his life growing up and he’d never actually intentionally do anything to upset him.
“I really don’t think he’d mind.” Bailey honestly reassured Lucy. “If he does say anything just shoot him a ‘like father like daughter’ and he’ll have no room to talk. Hell, I can probably give you a million different responses ranging from perfect innocent princess to fuck off.”
#TBT late nights with my favorite person! Love you Zo.
“Nah, I mean I had some candidates, but none of them lived up to the Bailey Shepherd level of personhood.” Zola smiled and leaned against the wall of the hospital looking out over Seattle. “I’ll be as much of California as I can be for you, B. I’m not exactly sunshiney but I will do my best.”
“That’s all I ask.” Bailey walked up and leaned against the wall next to his sister. “That and that you never leave me.” He playfully nudged Zola’s side and smiled at her.
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“You need to stop talking otherwise I can’t live with you,” Lucy said, resolutely staring at the wall when he started to talk about his sex life. “I’ll take your word for it but I get a free month of rent if I see anything belonging to you or the poor girl-of-the-week, that I don’t wanna see.”
“I’m going to turn around and leave, and meet you in the main lobby later. Text me when you’re done with your shift!” She turned on her heel, and waved goodbye without turning back again.
“Whatever you say Karev.” Bailey smirked. “And it’s a done deal. I’ll see you later.”
“Lucy!” Bailey called out dramatically as he descended the last flight of stairs into the hospital lobby. “Let’s go! We have apartments to view and leases to sign!” He practically skipped up to his childhood friend with a goofy sleep-deprived grin on his face and a fresh cup of coffee in his hand. “You’re good to walk right? I promise it’s not far. The first is maybe a block and a half at most and then the other one’s only another two from there. My thoughts were the closer I live to the hospital the longer I can sleep in the morning.”
“You say innocent like it’s a bad thing, but innocent people don’t go to prison,” Lucy’s (recently returned) lighthearted attitude swiftly disappeared at the question of cost.
“I… suppose, it’s a marginally above average amount that med students spend on coffee,” Lucy shamefully admitted, “but I pay for most of it, so I don’t want you going around telling everyone that I’m a daddy’s girl, because that’s not true…” she paused, reconsidering her statement, “generally.”
Bailey rolled his eyes. “If I ever do go to prison they’ll let me out when they realize how valuable I am to society. Not that I couldn’t talk myself out of it in court. Because I definitely could.”
“Don’t worry, Princess.” Bailey teased his childhood friend. “You may be a daddy’s girl but I can keep that to myself. I’m great with secrets. And let’s be honest with ourselves - your dad’s pretty much the coolest.”
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“Okay B,” Lucy relented, keeping the sarcasm, but deciding she should wait until she’s safely out of her parents house before continuing to torment him. “No pink feather boas, on the condition that I don’t walk into a situation similar to what I want to walk out of. Nothing beats the pain of seeing your parents, but I don’t need your naked butt in my visual memory either.”
“I make no promises not to bring home a different girl every week but I do promise to try and keep it in the bedroom.” Bailey grinned. To be honest, with his new intern schedule he didn’t expect to bring many dates home at all - but he had dealt with a few awkward situations at his mother’s house and wasn’t excited about repeating them. “Seriously though - you know I wouldn’t do that to you. Not intentionally anyways.”
Her stomach sank when she saw the attendings. Now she was going to be kicked out of school, Bailey would lose his job, he could always find work as a nurse, or as a healthcare business consultant, she would have to start college again, but there’s no way she could afford that, so it would be McDonald’s or-
Hands shaking and completely dumbfounded, she took the coffee from him. “How in the hell did you pull that off?”
She nearly spat out her first sip at his suggestion of repeating their crime.
“No. I can’t, never again, I’m going to start keeping a piggy bank here for coffee. What if I mess it up?! I cannot do what you just did,” she paused, replaying the moment in her head, “I’m not even sure how you did it!”
Bailey leaned against the wall and laughed before taking a sip of his coffee. “Oh but this tastes so much better. We earned it.” Bailey clarified. Lucy’s shock made the coffee even better than it already was. “You’re still so innocent Luce. It’s all about confidence. Now I know that’s something you have somewhere inside of you and we’ll just work on finding it until you’re ready.”
Bailey took another sip and began walking again. “Repeat after me - ‘I’m looking for Dr. Karev.’ It’s that easy. And if I’m being totally honest, albeit a bit presumptive, I don’t think your dad would be too upset if he found out you were name dropping to get some coffee. Especially if it saves him... how much do you spend on coffee each week?” Bailey chuckled and took a step back towards Lucy.
“I don’t plan on being on mom’s service, we’d be like the hobble possy. I don’t really want people going easy on because my mom’s own the hospital. To be honest that was part of the reason I hesitated in choose Grey Sloan.”
Bailey laughed. “Hobble possy. That’s cute. But if you weren’t here where else would you be? Grey Sloan is home. We all grew up here.”
“I’d never actually try to blackmail you, you know waaay too much at this point. Night off? What’s that?” Zola laughed, “but seriously, that sounds like a deal to me. I can spare a night off to spend some time with my favorite baby brother who I’ve missed for three years. And no, of course not Bailey. No one can replace you.”
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“Good. Because if you’d found another person I’d be so sad I might have to leave again. The sun in California shines almost every day and it’s almost impossible to be sad. Or at least that’s what they tell people. So you owe me. You get to be my California now for the next five years.”
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“I will definitely meet you for that!”
Lucy raised an unimpressed brow at his protests “Bailey, everyone has a copy somewhere of the picture of Zola dressing you up like a princess, and you looked like you were thoroughly enjoying it, so come clean,” she held his arm lightly in mock comfort, laughing, “there’s nothing wrong with enjoying a bright pink feather boa or two!”
“Perfect! It’ll be great!” Bailey’s jaw dropped when Lucy mentioned the picture he was all too familiar with. “Where the hell did you get that? And what do you mean everyone?” Shake it off, Bailey told himself. “Not that it matters. What does matter is that while pink boas are nice - they’re not what you want on your couch when you bring home that girl from the bar.”
“The fact that I’m a daughter of two department heads means that I can get into too much trouble, at school and at home.”
Lucy squinted her eyes at him. “Ever? Most definitely. But… I guess you could’ve grown up a bit.” She bit her lip and considered her options. She did really need that coffee, “Okay, but if we get caught you have to take all the blame, Mr Untouchable.”
“You? Trouble?” Bailey laughed. “I’d love to see that.”
He grinned and led Lucy inside and down the stairs. “You know I’ll always take the blame for you. But yes, I do like to think I’ve grown up some. I’m still just as mischievous - I’m just smarter about it.” As they approached the attending’s lounge Bailey looked around to make sure that no one else was in the hall. “Watch and learn.” he told Lucy.
Bailey opened the door to the lounge and when he saw that there was a pair of attendings sitting there he smiled at them. “You haven’t seen my mother - have you?” he asked casually, as he approached the coffee machine. “Dr. Grey? If you see her tell her that her son has her coffee and is looking for her? Thanks.”
Bailey smirked at Lucy and left the lounge with two cups of coffee in hand, feeling quite proud of himself. “It’s all about the attitude.” Bailey told Lucy as he handed her a coffee. “If you act like you’re supposed to be there no one will question it. Next time it’ll be your turn to try.”
“I’m just hoping that my kids catch the neuro bug instead of the trauma one, I don’t want them being slap dash surgeons, though don’t tell my husband I said that,” she said with a laugh. “Though it would be nice to saturate the speciality with Shepherd’s, doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy for you.”
Bailey laughed and shook his head. “Of course not. I won’t tell a soul.” Bailey also didn’t have any inclination towards trauma - although he wouldn’t be surprised if at least one of his cousins did. “And I’d be disappointed in you if you did make it easy for me. You’re the best of the best - too well respected not to be a tough teacher.”
