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Eleanorawoke up, it was with Alex's arm around her waist and her huddled into his side. She smiled into his bare chest, pressing a small kiss to it as she sat up. He made a muffled sound, but turned on his side away from her.

She threw her legs off the bed, looking for something to throw on. She didn't really have time to check and see if he had large windows anywhere last night, and she honestly didn't want to walk around naked.

She saw one of Alex's long-sleeved shirts on his dresser and she got up to slip it on. It fell halfway down her thighs, and she snuck out of his room. She saw her bag thrown carelessly on the counter. She skipped over, rummaging through it to grab her phone.

She saw that she had about an hour and a half to make it to the hospital, and quickly answered a few texts she had received during the night.

[from : Meredith]

[to : Meredith]

[from : Izzie] [from : Izzie][from : Izzie][from : Izzie]

[to : Izzie]

[from : momma]

[to : momma]

Eleanora heard Alex's alarm go off and him groaning loudly. She giggled as she heard him curse at the thing as he trudged out of bed.

She focused back on her phone, finishing up her conversation with her mother. He appeared in the doorway, sweatpants on. He let out a large yawn, looking at her. His eyes darkened slightly and he walked towards her, placing his hands on her hips.

"Where'd you find that?" He asked, his voice rough from sleep. He laid his head in the crook of her neck and she gave a happy sigh, setting her phone down and hugging her arms around his back.

"It was on your dresser. I didn't want to prance around naked so I put it on. I can change if you want?"

He shook his head, nipping at her neck playfully before pushing away and going to his fridge. "No, you keep that on. Hell, I want you to wear it to work."

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, but her face was one full of joy. "Yeah, okay. Do you have to head in early?"

He nodded, taking a swig out of his orange juice. "Yeah, was planning on heading out in twenty. You coming along?"

Her nose scrunched up in disgust at his action, but didn't speak on it. He lived by himself and bought his own orange juice, he could drink it however he wanted. Still, didn't make it any less gross. "Yeah, I just have to find my shirt and put on my own clothes then I should be ready to go. I can finish getting ready in the locker room."

Alex quickly put his orange juice up and walked towards the bathroom, pointing at her. "No shirt. I was serious when I said I want you to wear that to work!"

He shut the door, and she could hear the water running. Eleanora felt her entire being warm and smiled brightly. She nodded to herself and searched for her pants. She had a spare change of underwear in her work bag, so she quickly put those on and slid into her pants.

Alex still hadn't come out of the bathroom, so she just went ahead and brushed through her hair, pulling it up in a bun.

He opened the door, steam pouring out. He was in jeans, using a towel to dry his hair. "I have a spare toothbrush. You want it?"

He made it seem so careless, like he didn't care if she used it or not. Eleanora couldn't help but hope that it was just a facade he was playing. She nodded, bouncing towards the bathroom. He opened the door more to let her in, and she walked to the small sink space to brush her teeth.

The two worked around eachother to finish getting ready, with Alex placing a hand on her side when he had to lean around her, and her popping under his arm to use the sink.

It was nice. A good, calm, and quick routine that they both could get used to.

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, Dr Amedeo. Whose labs are we grabbing today?"The lab tech, Darien, spoke, giving Eleanora a warm smile. She returned it, leaning on the small counter.

"Hey Darien! I'm looking for Dr. Shepherds latest patient? Joesph..." she pulled out her chart, struggling to remember the last name. Darien shook his head, smacking at her hands.

"Smith, yeah, I know. Shepherd made them fast track, said he wants to get the guy out in a couple hours. Give me a few, alright? Lemme make sure they're done."

Eleanora gave him a small thanks and leaned against the wall to wait, flipping through the chart and reading over it. She hadn't helped Shepherd on this one, but still wanted to read through all the notes.

Darien called her name and handed her the labs, but before they could say "goodbye" George was pushing past Eleanora's shoulder.

He must not notice it's her, which isn't surprising given the state he was in. He looked winded and pale, and Eleanora furrowed her brows at her friends obvious anxiety.