Dr. Ellis Grey

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Can’t believe I reset my password to get into a blog I haven’t used in three years to say this, but... ELLIS GREY DESERVED BETTER THAN RICHARD TELLING THEIR DAUGHTER HIS AFFAIR WITH HER WAS A MISTAKE.YOU LOVED HER, YOU FOOL.  and Five years ago, I wrote headcanon about Ellis hating crushed ice and threatening to divorce Thatcher for taking the last cup of coffee, and I CANNOT BELIEVE that this is now canon in this God Damn show. 

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              life broke her.               life broke him. 

                                            but when they got together,                                              their pieces became w h o l e. 

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She didn’t babysit. That much she had always made clear. Ellis Grey didn’t babysit, and anyone under the impression that a world-renowned, award-winning, published surgeon, with her short temper and resentment for favors that seemed beneath her, would be interested in spending her time, time that could be spent doing research, babysitting someone else’s child was a complete idiot. Meredith included. Nonetheless, Meredith’s opportunity to partake in a surgery that would advance her career left Zola without a babysitter, and Ellis was more than willing to take the mind-numbing shift of child-watching if it somehow meant that her daughter was taking her career seriously for once. 

Once her post-ops were done, and her residents dismissed, Ellis made her way to the daycare, briefcase packed with notes she would hopefully have the opportunity to review while watching the child. She checked in with the daycare, signing Zola out before taking a deep breath. She could do this. She could handle a single night watching her granddaughter. Afterall, she did raise a child of her own. A sigh escaped her lungs as she shifted the briefcase on her shoulder, “Zola, grab your things. You’ll be going home with me tonight.”

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“Derek,” A demanding, curt voice cut through the murmurs of the hospital hallway as Ellis walked in the direction of the Neuro Surgeon, “I’ll assume you aren’t busy. My office.”

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“Dr. Torres, I’d like a consult. Do you have a moment?”

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“Dr. Cassidy,” A quick call down the hallway as Ellis Grey closes the distance between her and her intern, a stack of case files under her arm, “I have our patient files for the day. I need you to run pre-ops on the LCBDE and Whipple.”

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Starter Call

Verses may vary. As always, feel free to message me for plotting or scroll through my memes. 

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ROBERT:

“No,” Bob said, “but I am concerned. Have you seen the latest lab results?” He turned back to the desk in the nurse’s station and flipped through the pages again. He’d read through the notes taken earlier in the day and checked the latest lab results earlier, and he wasn’t very happy with what he saw.

WBC counts were low, and a fever had been noted. Bob flipped back to the orders list and checked if a blood culture or a viral test had been ordered yet. Pushing through with the procedure as planned may won’t be very wise.

“Robert,” Using his first name is a power move, something subtle to weaken the other doctor’s merit, “Frankly, I’m not interested in discussing my patient with you.” 

And she isn’t. She has a million things to do before the end of the day: two surgeries, grant applications, post-ops. Not to mention work on her clinical trial which is failing for a reason unknown to her. She doesn’t have the time, or patience, to deal with another doctor questioning her abilities; Even if he might be on to something. “This isn’t even a pulmonary case.”

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“I don’t like it.” (from dr-rob-keir)

“Frankly, Dr. Keir, I don’t care about your opinion of my treatment plans. Step aside.”

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“Where were you?”

“The circus,” the sarcastic answer slips from her lips without a second thought as she closes the front door behind her, a labcoat over her arm, “The hospital, Meredith. Honestly, where else could I possibly be?”

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“Here, let me help you.”

“I don’t need your help, Dr. Murphy,” An angry hand slaps him away, the hospital band around her wrist all but overlooked, “Stay away from me, and stay the hell away from my patients.”