[Giving him the benefit of the doubt but also that isn't really their relationship. She has a feeling that Karev isn't interested in being anything but a good time right now, and she's interested in that good time. It doesn't have to be more complicated than that]
But I'll keep you updated if that changes.
[Rob wanders over as she says that, leaning over to order himself a beer. "Valverde. Grey."]
( Alex feels more than just like Dr. Valve's the good time girl, but it's easier to keep her there. Cristina and Meredith joke - that is basically his girlfriend.
[Rob glances over to the ER doc curiously, but tries not to give much away on his face. Mostly because he doesn't know what to do with Meredith Grey. They slept together. He thought it was pretty good? But then he may have had a feeling too many in her direction and he hasn't heard from her since.
But he's not going to air that out in front of Valverde. She shrugs in turn. "You have similar energy."]
I'll take your highly scientific "energy" reasoning under consideration.
[She rolls her eyes. "I'm going to go check out the food." And with that she heads into the crowd, leaving the two of them at the bar alone.
Rob swallows, then turns back to her.]
I'd be your friend. If you were in the market for one.
( It isn't just that she wasn't ready for feelings, though she wasn't, it's also that she was adjusting to living in a different world, a different year, and a different hospital. She didn't plan on sleeping with Besnick. She wasn't even that drunk. She would again, but until she can live up to a feeling, she's keeping her car in park. )
( They both know there are periods where the morgue isn't quiet, depending on who's being given access, but she's not about to put anyone on blast - cough, Winchesters. )
No medical marvels this week, but I'm hoping for a Christmas miracle.
No, I think he makes that clear to anyone within earshot.
( And not. It's the worst kept secret in the hospital. Besides Adair and Wellness' affair.
Or, from where. She's not one to live by her pedigree, so even if her mother were someone in this world, she wouldn't advertise her medical inbreeding. Or, royally inbred as Cristina once described her. She feels divorced from all of that and the farthest away from general surgery she's been. She likes the bone-breaking of ortho - especially during the typically difficult therapy sessions, but she continues to gravitate back to neuro.
That her mentor isn't an easy on the eyes divorced man she loves and misses is a very good thing. )
It made it down to the morgue, didn't it? ( She takes a breath, looking away again. ) I haven't seen you around here in a few months. Do you go straight home or did you find somewhere better to go after shift?
( She's heard through the grapevine either his sister is a traveling nurse or she's on some sort of leave of absence, but no one has a clear picture. She used to be a nurse and, apparently, still takes shifts here and there. )
I heard she used to work at the hospital, or still does from time to time?
( She's never asked. She has a half-sister. A few. She's never met them. She never wanted to. Maybe. But everything changed after Susan dies. )
("No or," Ren says, having come out of the bathroom. She may have been listening. So, this is Meredith Grey. "We tend to stick together across the important holidays," she says. "And some of the less important ones." They have inside jokes regarding Armor Day, the Fourth and a few others. "Dr. Grey, we haven't had the pleasure. Renaissance Bismark.")
Across one group and three homes. One guy wasn't a complete shithead.
( His funeral was just last year. The rest were bastards or people who wanted the extra money. )
We kept out, got in, or otherwise evaded trouble together. Ride or dies don't come as great as Robbie.
( She's laying it on thick, but him being a foster sibling - that he was in a group home and didn't have a perfect childhood, why does that make him more appealing. )
[He feels like he should point that out and save her the money. He holds up his beer to judge how much is left before shrugging.]
I'll have another beer, but tequila for Meredith?
[He asks it like a question, because it is, he doesn't want to order for her. But also gives him plausible deniability that he might be wrong, even though he knows he isn't.
( She missed that memo. Better for her wallet, but she's never had a problem with her wallet. That's nursing for you. )
Guess I'm just procuring.
("Tequila soda," she says after a second of deciding whether or not she should reup. Now she's meeting his sister. And she kind of likes the cut of his sister's jib. Well, "sister." )
Beer and tequila, soda. ( She turns to the bar to flag him down and sees that he's occupied at the other corner. ) Be right back. And don't listen to anything this punk says. We each got into our fair share of trouble. ( She gives her brother a look before heading down to the other side.
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[Giving him the benefit of the doubt but also that isn't really their relationship. She has a feeling that Karev isn't interested in being anything but a good time right now, and she's interested in that good time. It doesn't have to be more complicated than that]
But I'll keep you updated if that changes.
[Rob wanders over as she says that, leaning over to order himself a beer. "Valverde. Grey."]
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Oh.
He's looking good tonight. )
Besnick. Valverde thinks we should be friends.
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[Rob glances over to the ER doc curiously, but tries not to give much away on his face. Mostly because he doesn't know what to do with Meredith Grey. They slept together. He thought it was pretty good? But then he may have had a feeling too many in her direction and he hasn't heard from her since.
But he's not going to air that out in front of Valverde. She shrugs in turn. "You have similar energy."]
I'll take your highly scientific "energy" reasoning under consideration.
[She rolls her eyes. "I'm going to go check out the food." And with that she heads into the crowd, leaving the two of them at the bar alone.
Rob swallows, then turns back to her.]
I'd be your friend. If you were in the market for one.
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( It isn't just that she wasn't ready for feelings, though she wasn't, it's also that she was adjusting to living in a different world, a different year, and a different hospital. She didn't plan on sleeping with Besnick. She wasn't even that drunk. She would again, but until she can live up to a feeling, she's keeping her car in park. )
Do you think you could take on Cristina and Alex?
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[He would never try to take her place either. He receives his beer and can't help but take another step closer, leaning against the bar next to her.]
I think I could take Karev though. Run him enough in a circle and he'll generally get frustrated and leave you alone.
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She's not terrifying. ( She is kind of terrifying. ) He's kind of like a dog in that way. ( Oh, he's sidling. Hi. ) Comfortable?
( She doesn't slide away. Or move. )
How has the morgue been?
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[Nothing too complicated, no pile up of accidents with a lot of casualties.
He also won't comment on whether he's comfortable or not, but he does notice that she doesn't move away. For right now, he'll take it.]
How's Neuro?
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No medical marvels this week, but I'm hoping for a Christmas miracle.
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I'll put it on my Christmas list for you.
[Just in case something comes in at the last minute.]
Though it does look as though we're coming down to the wire. Maybe Santa can pull it off.
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( As you are in the morgue, Besnik. )
Otherwise, I'll take it in any package. Even if it skips Neuro and ends up in Pedes. I'd even take Cardio if Cristina has the day off.
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[He takes a sip of his beer.]
I don't think Higgins is passing out cardio medical marvels to anyone but Cristina. Not if he wants to retire sometime in the next decade or so.
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Well, he has no choice if Cristina's maxed out. Besides, my legacy was never in cardio.
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[Not that he would ever compromise patient care. He's just a tired old man who needs an heir.]
But we'll see. You never know what could walk through the door.
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( And not. It's the worst kept secret in the hospital. Besides Adair and Wellness' affair.
Or, from where. She's not one to live by her pedigree, so even if her mother were someone in this world, she wouldn't advertise her medical inbreeding. Or, royally inbred as Cristina once described her. She feels divorced from all of that and the farthest away from general surgery she's been. She likes the bone-breaking of ortho - especially during the typically difficult therapy sessions, but she continues to gravitate back to neuro.
That her mentor isn't an easy on the eyes divorced man she loves and misses is a very good thing. )
It made it down to the morgue, didn't it? ( She takes a breath, looking away again. ) I haven't seen you around here in a few months. Do you go straight home or did you find somewhere better to go after shift?
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Sometimes other things come up. And my sister's been in town on and off. When she is here, I try to take the time with her I can.
[And also he was ghosted and he knows she likes to hang out here so he was trying not to make things awkward.]
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I heard she used to work at the hospital, or still does from time to time?
( She's never asked. She has a half-sister. A few. She's never met them. She never wanted to. Maybe. But everything changed after Susan dies. )
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She did. She's got a bit of wanderlust, but she still picks up some shifts here from time to time.
[Because she's a traveling hunter, while he's more of a stay in one place and deal with local problems hunter.]
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Are you going to see her this Christmas, or...
( "No or," Ren says, having come out of the bathroom. She may have been listening. So, this is Meredith Grey. "We tend to stick together across the important holidays," she says. "And some of the less important ones." They have inside jokes regarding Armor Day, the Fourth and a few others. "Dr. Grey, we haven't had the pleasure. Renaissance Bismark." )
Not - Bis --
( Sister?? )
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[He'll save her some of the confusion because he likes her. His sister probably knows this.]
Our names are so similar that they assumed typo and tried to keep us together. Worked out well for us.
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( His funeral was just last year. The rest were bastards or people who wanted the extra money. )
We kept out, got in, or otherwise evaded trouble together. Ride or dies don't come as great as Robbie.
( She's laying it on thick, but him being a foster sibling - that he was in a group home and didn't have a perfect childhood, why does that make him more appealing. )
What are we all drinking, I got next round.
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[He feels like he should point that out and save her the money. He holds up his beer to judge how much is left before shrugging.]
I'll have another beer, but tequila for Meredith?
[He asks it like a question, because it is, he doesn't want to order for her. But also gives him plausible deniability that he might be wrong, even though he knows he isn't.
Or maybe she wants something else.]
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Guess I'm just procuring.
( "Tequila soda," she says after a second of deciding whether or not she should reup. Now she's meeting his sister. And she kind of likes the cut of his sister's jib. Well, "sister." )
Beer and tequila, soda. ( She turns to the bar to flag him down and sees that he's occupied at the other corner. ) Be right back. And don't listen to anything this punk says. We each got into our fair share of trouble. ( She gives her brother a look before heading down to the other side.
"Punk, huh? Are you some kind of secret badass?" )
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Hardly. I just specialize at being a pain in her ass.
[Then he smirks.]
Though she is right, that I dragged her into trouble just as much as she did me.
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( She wouldn't know, personally. But siblings are like -- locked down dynamics, right? Protect each other at all costs, even if you hate 'em. )
So, you work in the morgue and she - ?
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[Or at least that's her cover story.]
She picks up shifts here and there, depending on were she wants to be.
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