13.05

"'An education consultant is making a visit to observe and asses our program'?" Meredith read out, holding Helena's phone, as they walked down the hospital hallway, in the morning.

"Who is she?" Alex asked, peaking over her shoulder. "Who's Eliza Minnick?"

Taking her phone back from Meredith, Helena let out, opening up her search engine, with the needed page already pulled up. "Glad you asked." Passing it over to Alex, she explained. "Education consultant, double board certified, sports medicine specialist."

"'Published fifty-two papers in the Journal of Surgical Education.'" The man read.

"?!" Meredith's eyes widened, as they arrived at a nurses station.

"It's because of me, isn't it? They're gonna overhaul the program because I beat up DeLuca." The ortho surgeon nodded.

"Everything isn't about you. That doesn't even make sense." Meredith let out.

"Well, a teacher beat up a student..." The younger woman shrugged.

". That does make sense." Meredith admitted.

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"Oh, I don't like this." Helena sighed, leaning against the nurses station counter.

"Look at them, all lined up for her, like little ducks, quacking." Arizona pointed out, also staring at the conference room filled with residents, through the window.

"You ever seen that movie, the birds?" Riggs asked.

"Is that Minnick?" April asked, settling in between Maggie and Helena. "What are they telling her?"

"I don't know, but she's taking notes." Maggie let out, making Helena let out a tiny whimper, as a complaint.

"I don't like this. It's like the parent-teacher conferences, when you could never know what they were saying, but you knew it was about you..." She sighed.

As April got a notification on her phone, Arizona peaked over at her. "April, you're on Tinder?"

"What?! No! No, I am not." Her eyes widened, as she hurried to grab her phone.

"Yes, you are. That's the Tinder bing." The blond pointed out.

"Oh, oh, is it the 'I've got a match' bing?" Helena excitedly hit the redhead's arm, softly.

"I love that bing." The other peds surgeon nodded.

"Really?" Riggs tuned into the conversation.

"Uh, y-yes, ok? It was, like, an impulse decision, and now it keeps making noise." She complained, as the sound came from her phone again, making both peds surgeons look down at it.

"I would kill to know what they're talking about in there." Maggie still fixated on the meeting.

"I think they're talking about us." Riggs tried.

"Why?" April asked, looking up from her phone.

"Cause they're looking at us."

At that, Arizona panicked, letting out, before hurrying away. "Scatter."

Awkwardly, Helena raised a hand, to give them a little wave, with a smile. Inside the room, Jo and Stephanie returned the awkward wave, as Andrew's lips curled up in amusement.

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"Ok, why are we in the clinic?" Helena asked, entering one of the private rooms with Jackson behind her.

As Maggie, the one who had led them there, closed the blinds, she explained. "The hospital has eyes."

"Ok, whatever it is, just make it quick. No residents this morning really screwed up my schedule." The man requested.

"Look, I found this." The cardio surgeon grabbed a notepad from her pocket. "It's Minnick's notebook. Well, it's not so much notebook, as it is a notebook that she wrote in and left behind."

"And you took it?" Helena's eyes widened, accusing. "!"

Behind them, a door opened, making the attendings turn to find Alex standing in the doorway.

"You can't be in here." He warned. "I get in trouble when you guys are in here."

"Hey, last time I was here I drained a foot abscess for you!" Helena raised her hands, as if to say she was innocent. "You don't get to complain about me."

"Shut the door." Maggie requested.

"No, get out!"

"No, no, no. Just hold on. Look." She opened the notebook. "It's a list. The attending's names, ranked. The residents sold us out."

"Really?" The brunette asked, taking the small notepad. "Where am I, on it?"

"I don't know, but I'm at the bottom of the list. I have never been at the bottom of any teacher's list!" Maggie let out. "I am a top of the list person."

"Turns out, so am I. Look at that." Jackson smiled, proudly, leaning in to look at the notebook held by Helena.

With a gasp, the shorter woman noticed. "I am not on it! am I not on it?"

"So what? Neither am I." Alex shrugged, peaking over her other shoulder.

"Don't '' me!" Helena smacked his arm. "I make it onto lists. The top of lists, mind you."

As a door opened behind them, the man turned to complain. "No, no more, get out!"

"Maggie, you paged?" Amelia asked, joining the group, as she ignored Alex.

"Yeah, Minnick ranked the attendings in order. There's a list."

"Guess where I am?" Jackson smirked, his arms crossed, as he grabbed the notebook from Helena, do point at it.

"Oh, for all we know it could be a bad list, not a good one." Helena narrowed his eyes at Jackson, playfully. "Don't be smug."

"That's it? I have a patient with a possible spinal fracture. You paged me 911 to look at a ?" Amelia complained to her chosen sister.