CHAPTER 21

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"DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE FIGHT?" 

Camilla rolled her eyes at Cristina, "Of course I heard about it. The old folks home three blocks away heard about it."

Derek lost a patient. A patient he was close to. She was pregnant and something went wrong when clipping her aneurysm. And Mark approached him to tell him about his relationship with Lexi, and Mark snapped. The two had a tumble in front of the Chief's office and Derek has been sulking at Meredith's house ever since.

The two turned the corner and Camilla paused when she spotted Owen sleeping on a bed in the hallway,

"I'll catch up with you." Cristina nodded and continued on her way while Camilla stopped next to the sleeping surgeon,

"Hey," Camilla reached to run her fingers through his hair,

The moment she came into contact with him, Owen shot up and pushed her aggressively with a shout,

Camilla gasped as she fell against the shelf, cutting her arm against the metal. She winced in pain and glanced up at him, "Good morning."

Owen quickly got off the bed and kneeled beside her, "Shit, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, Owen." Camilla tried to stand and her helped her up,

"No, it's not." He shook his head, "We better get that cleaned up."

"I'll do it-"

"No, you won't. It's the least I can do." Owen sighed and led her into one of the trauma rooms,

Camilla watched as he gathered the supplies and began cleaning her arm. He avoided her eyes, he was ashamed,

"Was it a nightmare?" She asked and he glanced up at her before focusing back on bandaging the cut, "I used to have nightmares, too. I once woke Callie and Cristina because I was yelling so loudly." Owen didn't respond and Camilla nodded, "Right."

She glanced at the door, "There's an incoming trauma. That's why I tried to wake you. A trampling on a football field-"

"No, I don't need your help." Owen stated, wrapping her arm,

"But... I'm on your service today." She smiled nervously,

"And I'm telling you, Dr. Nieves, to take care of that arm." He stood and Meredith walked over, 

"Hey, what happened to you?" The blonde asked,

"I tripped and fell." Camilla smiled, "It's not big deal,"

"No, it is." Owen argued before walking away and Camilla's eyes followed him,

"What's his problem?" Meredith questioned,

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