the one where they met in med school - part sixteen
hospital mergers and new friends
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(July 2008)
"Today's the day," Jo announced as she walked into Meredith's hospital room, a bowl of soup in hand. She placed the steaming bowl on the bedside tray in front of Meredith. "I saw a whole bunch of people in orange scrubs swarm into the lobby when we walked in. I didn't feel like socializing with them so early, so I changed quickly and I decided to come see you."
"I know. I saw them all walk past my room. I can't believe I'm stuck in this bed while the Mercy-Westers try to steal our jobs," Meredith groaned. "I just had to go and donate part of my liver to my father so that my sister wouldn't lose another parent."
"And Lexie loves you all the more for it," Jo grinned. "Look, if it's any consolation, I made everyone promise we'd come in to update you on how things are going."
“Thank you,” Meredith clutched Jo’s hands gratefully. “Wait, isn’t today your first day as a resident? Why aren’t you in the lounge?”
“Because Webber is assigning each of us a resident from Mercy West that will shadow us today to get familiar with and I really do not want to be shadowed by the enemy today,” Jo huffed in annoyance. “I’m already frustrated because Izzie interrupted Alex and I this morning because she wanted to borrow one of my long sleeves. So, I never got laid.”
Meredith laughed, “I hope that Derek and I are still as crazy about each other as you two are after four and a half years together.”
“You know, before Alex, I never knew it could be that good,” Jo thought back to the early days of their relationship. “I swear I had more sex that first week of our relationship than I’d had in my entire life, up until that point. I’ve had great sex before and it’s not like I didn’t love sex before, but I swear, Meredith, Alex awoke something in me that I didn’t know existed. It was just… different with him. And it still is. Every single time I feel like I might burst at the seams.”
“Wow, Wilson. Alex is that good in bed?” Meredith chuckled as she teased her friend a bit.
“Even better,” Jo hummed, joining in on Meredith’s joke. “You really have no idea. He is… talented.”
"Okay, I'm going to stop you right there because I definitely do not want to hear what Alex is like in bed," Meredith shuddered. "You need to go to the resident's lounge and find your Mercy-Wester. Don't want to be late."
"Ugh, fine," Jo frowned and stood up from where she had perched herself on Meredith's bed. "I'll be back later with updates."
***
“Hey,” Jo met up with Alex in the hallway and smiled. “I thought you were in the lounge.”
“No, I dropped off my stuff while Webber was giving them the tour and his speech so that I didn’t have to associate with them,” Alex said as he smoothed down his scrub top. “I left my pager in my cubby though, so I had to come back.”
“Well, you know you’re getting assigned a resident from Mercy West right?” Jo reminded him.
“Dammit,” Alex frowned. “I forgot about that.”
As they approached the lounge, they heard some commotion coming from inside.
“I said take it out.”
“Great. I got the crazy one next to me.”
“Oh, you want to fight? Cause I will.”
Alex and Jo walked into the lounge and watched Izzie stand up in front of a woman in orange scrubs. The pair raised their eyebrows and called out to her, “Izzie! Iz.”
“I will fight you. You’re pretty tiny,” Izzie’s tall frame loomed over the pixie-haired woman’s. “I could take you down in just a couple of seconds.”
Alex reached out to grab Izzie’s arms, pulling her back from the other resident, “Come on. Come on.”
“Stop!” Izzie protested.
“Come on,” Alex continued to pull her back away from the group and pushed her out the door, Jo grabbing his pager and following them out the door.
“They took George’s cubby,” Izzie finally explained as she, Cristina, Lexie, Alex, and Jo stood over the balcony, watching as the orange scrubs moved around the hospital.
Jo put a comforting hand on her shoulder, “Okay, I say we go hang out in Mer’s room.”
“Sounds good to me,” Cristina turned and led the way back to their friend’s hospital room.
“They’re locusts,” Meredith said as they finally arrived and updated her about this morning’s occurrences. “Comfortable locusts, feeding on our surgeries.”
“It’s rude,” Izzie popped a grape into her mouth. “There should at least be a couple days where they act like guests before they put their feet up on the coffee table.”
“And what’s with orange scrubs?” Lexie peeked through the window into the hallway. “What, ours aren’t good enough for ‘em?”
“We ran out. They’re on back order,” Jo informed. “Randall from the supply company says they’ll be here in a week.”
“Why bother ordering new ones when we can just give these to our replacements?” Cristina deadpanned.
“We’re not gonna be replaced by anybody,” Alex shook his head.
“They’re here. It’s over,” Cristina sighed and sat down in one of the chairs.
“Hey. We are not some stupid hosts. They can’t invade us,” Meredith shook her head. “They can’t attach themselves to our faces and then while we’re eating spaghetti, explode out of our chests and skitter across the floor. This is our ship. This is our ship.”
Lexie wrinkled her brow, “Excuse me. Are you—are you quoting a Sigourney Weaver movie?”
“Shut up,” Meredith shrugged.
Izzie chuckled, “That’s what happens when you live here. You watch a lot of TV.”
“We own this hospital,” Meredith looked around the room at her friends. “We were born in this hospital. And we will hold this hospital with our last gasping breath. Go out there and go get surgeries before they take them. Go! And I want a full report by the end of the day.”
“Fine.” The doctors sighed and shuffled out of room, leaving only Cristina behind to sulk with Meredith.
***
“Okay, where do you want us?” Jo asked as she, Alex, and Lexie walked into the ER.
“Uh, at this point, anywhere is good,” Hunt looked around the crowded emergency room.
“At Mercy West we do zones. When it’s super busy, we just give everyone a zone, a space. The nurses put a person in that space, you know it’s your patient. Helps you get to them quicker,” the male in orange scrubs suggested, putting his stethoscope around his neck as the two women behind him nodded in confirmation.
“Yeah, well, this is the ER not a school yard. We’re not playing four square,” Alex rolled his eyes.
“I like it,” Hunt announced. “It’s a good idea. Let’s try it. What’s your name?”
“Jackson Avery.”
Owen shook Jackson’s hand, “Dr. Avery, I’m Dr. Hunt. It’s all yours. Zone away.”
Lexie, Jo, and Alex all exchanged a look. Jo let out a groan, “Ugh. That’s the one. That’s the resident that’s supposed to shadow me.”
“That guy?” Alex pointed and made a face. “I can already tell he’s a jerk.”
“Takes one to know one, I guess,” Lexie mumbled, causing Jo to snicker. “I know we’re supposed to hate them, but is it wrong of me to say that he’s kind of hot? Like really hot?”
“Um, yes,” Jo looked at her friend strangely. “Besides, aren’t you with Sloan?”
“Hey! I can look,” Lexie waved her hands slightly. “I just won’t touch.”
“Let’s go,” Alex motioned for the girls to follow him.
***
“You were right. I hate him,” Jo slammed her tray down on the table as they reconvened for lunch in the cafeteria. “But not because he’s a jerk. Because he’s really freaking nice!”
“This blows,” Alex placed his tray next to hers and sat down.
“Getting your ass kicked?” Cristina asked.
“Shut up,” Alex responded, his mouth full of food. He looked over to Jo. “I heard yours got a standing ovation in the ER.”
“Yours is the one who saved the whole ER from the maniac with the hammer?” Lexie looked up from the little book she was reading.
“Okay, he didn’t save anyone,” Jo shook her head in annoyance. “He did some stupid ninja leap and then tripped a guy. I used actual medicine to stop a person from dying.”
“At least he’s pretty to look at,” Cristina shrugged. “I’m too depressed to practice medicine today.”
“Well, mine has a notebook, a notebook that she takes notes in. Notes of a very personal nature, and I stole it,” Lexie held up the tiny pink book for them to see.
“You what?” Cristina’s eyes widened.
“Give it,” Alex stuck his hand out.
“No. No, I—I’m not sinking down to their level,” Lexie put the book in her lab coat pocket. “They are vindictive and they are aggressive and—and they are not team players. And if we are not careful, that spirit is going to infect our hospital. We have to fight it.”
Cristina nodded, “Which is why you stole the notebook?”
“And read it?” Alex added.
“And now you’re hiding it from us?” Jo looked at her friend, amused.
“Well, she’s not a very nice person.”
“Hey,” Izzie walked up to the table, two coffees in hand.
“Ooh! Can I have that?” Alex reached out to grab the coffee.
“No. This isn’t for you,” Izzie slapped his hand away.
“Who’s it for then?” Jo asked.
“Charles.”
“Your Mercy-Wester?” Cristina exclaimed.
“They’re handing us out asses on a plate, and you’re serving him coffee?” Alex made a face.
“Charles is actually kind of awesome,” Izzie shrugged. “If you all could get past your sad, little egos, you would realize you can’t write off all the Mercy West residents just because you feel threatened.”
“We don’t feel threatened,” Jo called out as Izzie turned and walked away. She looked back at the table. “Okay, maybe a little threatened.”
***
At the end of the day, Jo was exhausted. She’d spent the entirety of her first official day as a resident getting her ass handed to her by pretty-boy Avery. All she wanted was to change out of her scrubs and get back to the house and maybe finally get laid.
She had pulled her scrub top off when she heard some noise behind her. Glancing back, she saw Avery and a few of the other Mercy-Westers walk in to leave for the night. Ignoring them, Jo continued to change out of her scrubs and into her street clothes.
“Hey, Wilson.”
Jo turned at the sound of her name, her shirt only halfway on and huffed, “What?”
Avery gave her a quick once over and cracked a charming smile, “Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot today. I think it’s safe to say that I overstepped and should’ve backed off a bit. What do you say we start over?”
“Ya think?” Jo finished smoothing down her shirt and crossed her arms. “Okay. I guess we can start over.”
“Great,” he extended his hand out to her. “Hi, Dr. Wilson, my name is Jackson.”
Despite herself, Jo cracked a small smile and shook his hand in return, “Hi, Jackson. Call me Jo.”
Jo sighed, closed her eyes and leaned forward, propping her head in her hand. She was definitely a little bit sleep deprived, she could already feel the cup of coffee she had that morning wearing off. She knew the caffeine crash was coming and she was not looking forward to it.
“You’re going to fall asleep into your lunch, you know.”
Jo jumped backward, dropped her hand and looked up to see her husband sitting her tray on the table across from her.
“i’m so damn tired,” Jo said, stiflingly a yawn. “I’d kill for a coffee….literally.”
“You had your one cup of coffee this morning,” Alex pointed out, a chip in his hand. “The only coffee you can have now is decaf.”
Jo groaned and rolled her eyes. She leaned her head back against her chair and laid a hand on her slightly protruding stomach. “Well, if your child won’t let me sleep, I’m not going to survive the next six months.”
“Why is the kid only mine whenever something annoying happens?”
Jo lean forward and glared at him. “Because I said so. You placed this child in me and so when the child is being a pain, I’m blaming you.”
“Get used to it, Alex. It’s what every woman who’s even been pregnant does,” Meredith said, coming to a halt at their table. “Are you good for our surgery later?” she asked, directing her attention to Jo. “Or do you want to take a nap and I’ll keep watch on your patients and pages?”
That was almost music to Jo’s ears. “You know what? That would be fantastic but I wouldn’t want to overwhelm your schedule.”
Meredith just shrugged. “That’s why we have interns to do the grunt work. Seriously, Karev - go take a nap. I don’t need you passing out in our OR later.”
“Alright, alright,” Jo finally caved, with a sigh. “I will take you up on your offer as soon as I finish my lunch.”
Meredith hit Alex on the head with the file she was carrying before she walked off.
