Sister, Sister¹

Pimping Out

"Okay, I love Callie and I love Meredith and I love the studying I'm getting done, but this waking up at four am every morning is getting tiring," Ivy complains to April as she drinks her coffee.

"Well, you could always sleep in and then study with Jackson and I. I think you'd both be a lot happier," she says.

Ivys eyebrows scrunch together, "What do you mean by that?"

April sighs, "W-well, it's just. You two are happier when you're around each other and-and I think that you-you li-like each other. That's all."

Ivy starts laughing, "Me-me and Jackson? Jackson Avery? You've lost you're mind studying for these boards. Thats-thats funny," she stops laughing and heads to her patients room.

"We'll see who's laughing when we're at your wedding and I can say, I told you so," April mumbles after she leaves.

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Ivy sees Callie in the halls heading towards a trauma room, "Hey, you on trauma today?"

"Nope, today is my administrative day. Once a month all I focus on is chief resident duties," Ivy tells her. (AN: this is totally made up).

"Oh, paperwork. Have fun with that. Don't forget-" Callie calls behind her.

Ivy cuts her off, "Your office, four am, or no Sofia or ortho. Got it."

Ivy walks to her office and sits at her desk. She looks at the mountain of paperwork and sighs. This is going to be a long day. Maybe she could go to the daycare and see her favorite nieces later.

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After an hour of paperwork, Ivy thought she needed a break, so she headed down to see what was happening in the trauma rooms. She sees Cristina in the door of trauma one and heads over to hear her say, "Get your own."

"Thanks," Ivy quickly snatches the coffee out of her hand.

"Hey!" She shouts.

Ivy looks at her, "I just spent an hour finding ways to give you as much O.R. time as possible. I deserve this."

Cristina nods, "Fine."

She looks to Mark, "Hey, I'm still on the daycares list to be able to see Sofia during the day, right?"

"Yeah. I'm heading down there during lunch if you want to wait," he tells her.

"Awesome. Hey, Jackson," Ivy smiles at him.

"Hello, Ivy. How was your four am study session?" He asks, applying the cream to the patients arm.

Ivy sighs, leaning against the door, "Good. Just waking up early plus a day of administrative crap has made me tired."

Jackson laughs at her, "One of the reasons I'm glad to not be named chief resident. So, sucks to be you."

Mark gets an idea, "Hey, Ivy. You broke up with Jonathan awhile ago, right?"

"Dr. Sloan."

Ivy nods, apprehensivly, "Right."

"Well, Avery here seems a little stressed lately, so we were wondering-" Jackson stops him.

"No, you were wondering. But that's besides the point. Ivy, run," without any more details, Ivy quickly leaves the room.

"You know you want to," Mark says to him.