Bella groaned as she woke in bed. She saw Mark lying there next to her. He pulled her close and kissed her lips gently. "Morning."
"Time?" Bella asked as she looked to him with a sleepy smile on her face.
"4:45am."
Bella groaned. She looked to him and rolled onto her stomach. "It's too early. Why did you wake me up?" She asked
Mark smirked as he kissed down her shoulder. "Because you're needed at the hospital doll," he said.
Bella raised her eyebrows as she turned to him. She pushed him onto his back and straddled him. She felt him grip her waist. "You know you turn me on to no end," he said as kissed her neck.
"Oh I know. I love it," Bella told him as she grinned. She looked to him. "Have you thought about when you want to get married?" She asked.
Mark shook his head. "As long as you're the one walking down the aisle, I don't mind. I don't want to do this with anyone other than you," he told her.
Bella smiled. "You're so sweet," she said as she kissed him.
****
Grace and Derek were opening a box in the living room. Grace grinned as she found her anatomy Jane. Derek looked to her. "Grace."
Grace smiled. She was sitting cross legged in his shirt. "I'm only opening one box," she told him as she looked to him.
Derek shook his head. "The plan was not to open any. The plan was to take your mom's boxes up to the attic," he said as he kissed her lips.
"Look, it's anatomy Jane!"
Derek rolled his eyes. He smiled. "I'll never have my own office," he said as he looked to her.
"And she still has her little twosh."
"Her what?"
Grace grinned. She showed him the doll. "Anatomy jane had detachable organs. And I could never remember their real names, so I made up names. Like, the twosh was next to the chubbel, and that was connected to the slivvy. , And look. It's the jelly pouch," she said. She was rather excited about this.
"The jelly pouch?" Derek asked. He was so confused as to what Grace was going on about.
Grace nodded. "My favorite. Still can't get enough of the jelly pouch," she told him as she looked to the doll.
****
Bella went to meet with Grace. She saw her standing with a doll. She frowned. "What the hell is that?" She asked.
"It's an anatomy Jane doll. Did you never have one?" Grace asked as she looked to Bella.
Bella shook her head. "No. I actually had proper Barbie's. They look really really creepy," she said as she took the doll from Grace. "You enjoyed this?"
Grace nodded. "I did. It was a creepy gift for a three year old little girl," she said.
"Yeah. I'll stick with Barbie dolls."
****
Webber walked over to Derek and Mark. He smiled. "Ah gentlemen. I want you to meet with the new head of trauma at Seattle Grace. Major Owen Hunt. You remember Derek Shepherd and Mark Sloan?"
"He stole my patient," Derek said as he shared a look with Mark.
"Mine too."
Owen smiled. "Now you'll get a chance to steal mine."
"Looking forward to it."
Webber looked to the male attendings in front of him. "Ah can't wait. I just talked to a friend of mine at the D.O.H. Now that we have Owen, we are being reclassified as a level one trauma unit by the end of the month," he told them.
Derek and Mark shared a quick look. "That explains it."
****
Bella walked into the hospital with Grace. She groaned as she took a sip of her coffee. Meredith and Cristina walked over to her. "What happened to you?" Meredith asked.
Bella looked to her and sighed. "Nothing. I'm tired. I didn't sleep at all," she said as she looked to her sister. "What the hell is that? Dont tell me you have one too," she said.
"Look what I found."
Bella nodded and frowned. "It's a doll Mer. It's creepy as I said to Grace," she said.
"It's an anatomy Jane. My bought it for me when I was five. At the time I thought it was super creepy for a five year old. But I kinda liked it," Meredith said.
Bella looked to her friend. "Yeah... dolls like that creep me out," she told her as she walked inside with Cristina and Mer.
Cristina suddenly gripped onto the girls hands and dragged them off. "Run!"
"What?"
Bella frowned. "What the hell is going on?" She asked as she looked to her.
"He's here. Owen Hunt."
Bella's eyes widened. She looked to her. "The one who kissed you? Oh wow. It's amazing how you can bond over an icicle," she joked.
"Yeah. I know."
Bella glanced around the corner when she saw Richard and Owen walking towards them. "Cristina."
"Ah! Dr Shepherd. Yang and Greys. You remember Owen Hunt?" Richard said as he looked to the two young doctors.
"Yes. It's nice to see you again," Cristina said as she avoided eye contact with him. She heard Bella sniggering. "Shut up or I will murder you."
Richard shook his head and looked between the two girls. "Dr Hunt here is how our head of trauma surgery."
Cristina looked to him. "So that means you're going to be working here?" She asked.
"That is what head of trauma surgery is," Owen said as he looked to Cristina.
"Great. Cool. Have fun with that," Bella said as she went to walk off, tripping on some spilt liquid.
Owen caught her before she could hit the floor. "Are you always this clumsy?" He asked as he held her against him.
Bella shook her head. "N-No. I'm genuinely all together," she mumbled. She moved away from him and smiled. Not feeling comfortable about how he had grabbed her. "I'll see you around."
Bella walked off with Grace, Meredith and Cristina. Bella was talking delight in winding up Cristina about how Owen hadn't been able to forget about her.
****
Bella watched as George walked over to Lexie at a nurse's station. He smiled. "Oh, Lexie. Would you mind pick..."
Lexie was ignoring him. Bella grinned as she took a sip of her coffee. "Lovers tiff?" She asked looking between them.
"Lexie, I'm your roommate. You're eventually gonna have to talk to me," George told her.
Lexie turned back to him. "I reject that supposition."
"I reject your rejection."
Lexie shook her head as she looked to Bella. She turned to George. "And I ignore your rejection of my rejection," she said as she walked off.
"What?"
Bella and George walked into the Resident's dressing room. Meredith looked to George and smiled. "I don't reject you, George."
"Thank you."
Bella looked over to Grace. "You know, I think Lexie has a crush on Georgie," she said.
"She totally does."
The residents looked up as Bailey walked in. She looked to the residents. "Two things. You all have skills lab this morning. It is mandatory. Don't think about trying to get out of this, Bella Grace, I'm looking at you. Second, one of you will not have to go to the mandatory skills lab. Because you will be assisting me in my efforts to remove an inoperable tumour from a ten year old girl," she told them.
Cristina and Meredith both raised their hands. Bella just sat there. George smiled. "I'll do it," he said.
"No you won't. You have a hundred delinquent charts. You'll do those after the lab," Bailey told him.
"Sorry Georgie."
"Shepherd. You're out."
Bella frowned. "What did I do?"
"You're helping O'Malley."
Bella rolled her eyes. She looked to George and smiled. "Well I guess that you've got company buddy," she told him.
Alex turned to look at Bailey. "How can you operate on an inoperable tumour?" He asked.
"Karev is also out. Tiny Robbins too."
"What?"
Bailey smirked. "You doubted me. Mini Grey, you're out too. Purely cause you and Bella over there cause trouble together."
"That's offensive," Bella said as she took a sip of her coffee.
Cristina smiled. "I never once doubted you Dr Bailey."
"Yang is out too."
Bailey then turned to Meredith. She frowned. "What is that Grey? Is that Anatomy Jane?"
Meredith nodded and smiled. "Yes."
Bailey spoke again. "With the 24 removable organs. And the optional parts to simulate pregnancy?" She asked.
Meredith nodded again. "Yes. Does that mean I'm out too?" She asked as she looked to her.
"No. That means you're in."
"Yes!"
Bella scoffed. "That's so not fair. I'm her unofficial sister. I have 50/50 custody of the doll!" She said as she looked to Meredith.
Meredith looked back at her. "You said it creeped you out," she told her as she stood up and walked off.
****
Bella and Grace grabbed their interns before she walked into the skills lab. Cristina stood behind Bella and Grace. Bella frowned. "What are you doing?" She asked.
Just as Cristina was about to speak, the door opened and Owen walked in. Bella nodded. "Right. That's what you're doing," she said.
"Hi. I'm Dr Hunt. Over the next couple of months, I'll be teaching you how to work quickly and efficiently to keep someone alive. In the circumstances where the safe bet is they're dead by the end of the hour," Owen said as he stood in front of the group.
Cristina ducked down a little so that he didn't see her. Bella sniggered. "You're not invisible Cristina."
Owen didn't hear the conversation with them both. "Does anyone have an issue working with live tissue?" He asked.
"Live tissue?" Cristina spoke.
"I don't know."
When no one else spoke, Owen looked around. "Anyone? Speak now. In fact, leave now. If not, I own you for the rest of the day," he said. His eyes landed on Cristina. "Good. Here we go."
Owen moved the curtain, revealing half a dozen pigs. They were hooked up and sedated, all on their backs. Some seemed excited. Others seemed horrified.
Bella was shocked. She looked to the animals and sighed. "Is this even legal?" She asked no one in particular.
"Each resident gets a pig. The interns will assist," Owen said as he pulled out a knife. He started stabbing the pigs. "Go on. Save their lives."
Everyone stood in shock. Bella felt sick. Izzie shook her head. "You're a monster."
Owen shrugged. "They're under. They didn't feel any pain. Ask the vet."
Izzie scoffed. "You stabbed them."
Bella nodded. But Cristina smiled. "So that we can save them."
"We could practice on mannequins. We can learnt to do the exact same stuff," Izzie said as she looked to him.
"They've already been slaughtered. No point arguing," Bella mumbled, even though she felt sick.
Owen looked to Izzie. "So that means you're out?"
"Yes. I'm out."
Owen nodded and watched as Izzie walked out. He looked to the rest of the group. "Who wants two pigs?" He asked.
Bella and Grace took the interns over to their pig. One of them opened it up while she gave instructions to them. "So we need to check if the knife has touched any organs. Lap pads please," she said.
The intern, Ruby, found the bleeder. She smiled. "I found it. In the spleen. Wait... that's what a pig spleen looks like?" She asked.
"Apparently so. Well done."
Bella helped the interns out. She felt someone standing behind her, she rolled her eyes. "Looking good," Owen said.
"T-Thanks," she mumbled. She moved slightly so he wasn't behind her any longer.
Owen moved away, leaving Bella standing there annoyed. She looked to him. "Come and look at this guys pig."
Cristina frowned. "O'Malley."
The group of them gathered around George and his pig. Owen smiled. "You see what he did? He stopped the bleeding. And then he moved onto the liver lacerations," he explained, his gaze firmly on Madison.
Cristina shrugged. "Yeah. But sloppy work can lead to complications. Two days from now, when this pig starts vomiting blood, O'Malley is gonna wish he had been a little more thorough."
Owen nodded and smiled. "He can come back later and make things pretty when his pig is stable. Meanwhile your pig is getting acidotic and hypothermic. If this was some scrawny kid instead of a pig, he would be dead by now. Quick and dirty Cristine."
"A... Cristina."
Bella smirked over to her. "I don't think he likes you."
****
Izzie walked over to Derek. She looked to him. "Owen hunt is a murdering, sadistic bastard," she said.
Derek turned to her. "Let me guess. First wet lab?" He asked.
Izzie nodded. She sighed. "He's stabbing pigs, defenseless pigs. Or as he likes to call them,"live tissue," because God forbid you should call them animals," she told him.
Derek shrugged and smiled. "Well, he is the new head of trauma, Stevens. It may not be ideal, but if that's how he does things, you should roll with it," he said.
"We don't need live subjects. What happened to first do no harm? That's not just about humans. That's about all living things."
"Actually, I think it's just about humans."
Izzie smiled unimpressed. "I'm saying this to you as my roommate and not my attending. You disgust me," she said as she walked off.
****
Bella looked to Lexie who was stroking the pig. "I'm sorry about this, little guy. It must have been awful. One day, you're at some beautiful farm out in the country breathing in the fresh air, lounging in the mud with all your friends, and next thing you know, you're sedated and stabbed in some skills lab," she mumbled.
Bella groaned. "Lex. Cut it out. You're creeping me out. I'm fully expecting him to start oinking," she said.
Owen's pager went off. He looked to the people. "Heads up everyone!" He turned to Alex. "You. Take your interns down to the ER. I'll meet you down there," he said.
Alex nodded. "Trauma?"
"Multiple MVC. Six incomings," Owen said. He turned to look at George. "You, labs over. Do your charts."
George frowned. "What about my pig?" He asked as he looked to him.
Owen pointed towards Cristina. "She's got it."
"What?"
"You're staying here," Owen instructed as he turned to walk off.
Cristina frowned. "Wait... with half a dozen crash victims coming into the pit?" She asked as she went after Owen.
Owen nodded and turned to face her. "You've got four struggling victims here. Keep them alive."
Cristina frowned as Bella came and stood by her. "All of them? Karev gets to work on mangled people and I'm stuck with 300lbs of bacon?" She asked.
Owen nodded. "Live bacon. It better be that way when I get back."
Bella smiled as she looked between Owen and Cristina. "I can stay and help you? If you want."
"I'm told you're working with the other guy. So go," Owen said as he looked to Bella.
Bella scoffed as Grace walked over. She shook her head. "I don't like him. I really don't," she said as she turned to her best friend.
Grace nodded. "He seems a little pompous and up his own ass," she told her.
"Mark and Derek aren't this bad. Are they?"
"No. They are not."
****
The victims had arrived in the ER. Bella had been told she was to be helping out with the victims of the accident.
The paramedic looked to Owen. "35-year-old backseat passenger. Forehead versus window, and the window won. Also has second-degree burns on the left side. Vitals stable en route," he said.
Owen nodded. "Trauma one," he said as he turned to the next paramedic. "What do you got?" He asked.
"Charles hit, 46, positive ecchymosis over abdomen. Last B. P. In the field ... 96 over 68."
Owen turned to look at George. "Do you know how to use a trauma ultrasound?" He asked.
"Yes."
"In that case, he's all yours in trauma two," Owen told George. He turned to Bella. "Go with him. Now."
"Don't speak to me like that," Bella said as she glared to him. "I'm not someone you can talk to like crap."
"Just go. O'Malley is in charge. You're there to assist," Owen told Bella.
Bella shook her head. "No. There's a little girl over there who needs to be checked over. And I'm going to do that. Dr Bailey told me once to follow my instincts. And I respect her a hell of a lot more than you," she said as she walked over to the little girl.
Mark and Derek arrived to see Owen glaring at Bella. Owen turned to them. "What do you... can I help you gentlemen?" He asked.
Derek smiled. "Dr. Karev paged us."
Owen rolled his eyes. "Well, he shouldn't have. We got it covered. Thanks," he said.
Mark scoffed. He didn't like what he had seen. He wanted to know why Bella had stormed off. "You have a head injury and burns, so I don't think you have it covered," he told him.
Owen turned to Alex. He smiled. "Karev, are you a doctor?"
"Uh, yes, sir."
Owen nodded. "Are you capable of assessing a patient's injuries?" He asked.
Alex nodded and smiled. "Yep."
"Like I said, we got it covered."
Derek rolled his eyes as he looked to him. "You know what? We're here. Why don't you let us just dive in?" He said. Knowing he didn't like him at all.
Owen shook his head. "Appreciate the offer, Shepherd, but I want my residents to learn how to deal with trauma. They're not gonna learn as much or as fast if they stand back and watch attendings do it, unless that attending is me," he said.
****
Weber walked over to Derek who had paged him. "You paged me?" He asked.
Derek nodded. "Rambo is completely out of control," he told him as he looked to him.
"Excuse me?"
"Hunt. He kicked me out of my own E. R."
"Did he kill somebody?" Webber asked as he looked to Derek. Not impressed with how he had been paged.
"Not yet."
"Then call me when he does."
"Richard."
Webber shook his head. "I don't have time for it, Shep. I have a dying 10 ye old and a team of doctors who can't stop bickering long enough to solve a problem, except for your girlfriend, who's most interested in playing with a doll," he said as he turned to walk off.
"Anatomy Jane?"
"She dragged that thing all around the hospital when she was 5 years old, and let me tell you, it was cuter in a child," Webber told him.
****
Mark and Derek were in the OR. Mark frowned. "What the hell? Look at this crap," he said.
Derek turned to Alex. "Is that glue? You used skin glue?" He asked.
Alex nodded and sighed. "Dr. Hunt wanted to get him outta there pretty quick," he told them.
Mark rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, because Dr. Hunt didn't have u revise the wound, he could lose half his face. You can't rotate a flap, you call someone who can," he told him. Knowing that this wasn't good.
Alex shrugged and smiled. "Well, he says the E. R. Is like being in the field. You use what's available," he said.
Mark scoffed. "What, uh, qualifies us as a war zone, Karev, our undermanned gift shop, the lukewarm drinks from the coffee cart?" He said.
Derek turned to Mark. "He's a meatballer. What do you expect?" He said.
"Meatballer?" Alex asked, looking between the two attendings.
Derek nodded. "Trauma guys. They just slap it together," he said as he saw Grace walking by.
Grace had changed his life. Addison had broke him. But Grace had fixed him. And he was thankful.
****
Owen walked over to Bella. "I don't appreciate you undermining me in the ER. If I tell you to do something, you do it. I am your attending. And I own you," he said.
"No. You don't own me. If I see someone who needs my help, I'm going to help them. And that little girl needed someone. Anyone here will tell you how I do my job to the best of my abilities," Bella told him.
"Oh come off it. I know you are Derek Shepherd's little sister. Do you really think you got this far on your own? He's no doubt been helping you. You're not cut out for this," Owen said. "If he wasn't your brother, I don't think we would be having a conversation."
Bella blinked back tears. She turned and walked off. Ignoring Grace who tried to call her.
Grace was worried about her. She knew how her best friend had been struggling a lot lately. And she just wanted to be there for her.
****
Bella and Mark were sitting in an on call room. Bella was silently crying as Mark held her close. "What happened?" He asked.
"He's been treating me like absolute crap all day. I'm not into trauma. I don't want to do trauma. But I just have to get through to fellowships. I hate him," she mumbled.
Mark kissed her lips. "Just ignore him baby. I know you. And I know you're so good at your job. He's just a meatballer as Derek calls him," he told her.
Derek barged into the room. He saw his sister and Mark. Derek looked to them. "I'm gonna yell at the major general. You want to come?" He asked.
Mark nodded. "Hell yeah. Be right there," he said as he helped Bella up from the bed.
Derek smiled to his sister. "Hey, sister."
Derek and Mark approached Owen. Derek looked to him. "Hunt, can I talk to you?" He asked.
"Sure."
"Karev. Do one," Mark said as he pulled Bella close to him. She was evidently upset at how Owen had spoken to her.
"No, no, he can stay."
Derek scoffed. "You want Karev to hear how you screwed up the flap on my head trauma, that's fine with me," he said.
"My job's to keep him alive. That's what I did."
Derek shook his head. "No, what you did was almost maim a guy for the rest of his life. You're lucky I saved the blood supply," he told him as he looked to Bella who was visibly upset.
Owen nodded. "So what would you have done?" He asked.
"Well, you got a man with a deep scalp wound and two of the best surgeons in the country standing 10 feet away from him. I would've asked those two surgeons to step in. That's what I would've done," Mark told him.
"I mean medically. What would you have done medically so I can do better? Listen, I recognize there's different ways of doing things, even the basics. Over here, if someone appears dead, you go to them first. In Iraq, if someone appears dead, you don't go to them. This is day one for me, so if you think there's a better way, then tell me, and I'll listen," Owen said.
****
Grace walked over to Bella. She smiled. "Hey. What's wrong? I saw you crying earlier," she said as she looked to her.
Bella wiped her eyes. She sighed. "Owen Hunt. He told me that the only reason I got this far was cause Derek is my brother," she said.
Grace frowned. "You're joking me?"
"Wish I was. Do you think I got here cause of Derek?" Bella asked. She was visibly upset.
Grace pulled her close and held her. "Not at all! Bella, you're one of the best residents that have been here. Trust me. Owen Hunt is talking out of his arse," she said as she held her close.
She was so looking forward to giving Owen Hunt a piece of her mind.
****
Grace walked over to Owen. She glared. "Where do you get off talking to Bella like that? She is twice the doctor you are. She has a huge heart and she cares! You have no right to say anything to her!" She yelled.
Derek walked over. "Gracie? What's going on?" He asked. Needing to calm his girlfriend down.
Grace turned to him. "This... major jackass. He told Bella she only got this far because of you. He said if she wasn't your sister, she wouldn't be in the programme!"
Derek frowned as he looked to Owen. "You said that to my sister? She worked hard to get here. She overcame a lot. And you have no right speaking to her like that," he said.
Owen rolled his eyes. "I don't need any of you defending her. She is big enough to defend herself," he said.
Grace scoffed. She grabbed him and pinned him against the wall. "I don't care if you're an attending. You are a jackass first and foremost. And you don't know anyone here. You even look at her again, you'll be losing a certain part of your anatomy. Are we clear?" She spat.
Derek watched as she walked off. Secretly smiling as he saw the love Grace had for his sister. And it made him fall deeper in love with her.
****
Bella and Mark were lying in bed. She had been upset since she had left the hospital. "Listen to me now baby, Hunt is talking out his ass. You're the best resident in Seattle. He doesn't know the real you."
"Maybe he's right. Maybe I am only here cause of Derek. He's a world renowned Neurosurgeon. I'm just me, I haven't achieved half as much as he has. I probably won't," Bella mumbled.
Mark held her close and kissed her head. Not knowing how Bella was about to struggle with her insecurities.