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winced, handing Meredith a bottle of Pepto. Meredith was pale and shaky, and in all just looked like total crap.

"Are you okay?" She asked worriedly, Meredith taking a big gulp of the bright pink medicine. She waved off Eleanora, nodding.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Nothing to worry about." When Eleanora just looked at her, not at all convinced, Meredith shooed her off. "I'm serious!"

Eleanora raised her hands in defeat, shutting her locker. She turned to join Alex and George's conversation, braiding her hair as she waited to leave.

"So Izzie left the house this morning. That's a good sign." George said hopefully, looking at the couple before him.

Alex huffed, shrugging on his shirt. "Yeah." Eleanora rolled her eyes, looking at George as she finished off her braid.

"It is a good sign. Means shes starting to go back to a normal schedule." Eleanora's nose scrunched up when Meredith joins them, her eyes full of worry for her friend. George noticed the state she was in, looking at her with the same worry.

"Are you okay?"

Meredith nodded, taking a few deep breathes. "I'm fine, just not feeling like myself."

Her words caused Alex to chuckle, closing his locker. "O'Malley has that affect on women. Ask Dr. Torres." Eleanora smacked at his chest, pointing at him.

"Not funny!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" George asked, staring at him with an offended look. Alex just stared at him, his voice flat.

"You threw her out on her ass." George looked at Eleanora with wide eyes, her own widening in response. He looked like she betrayed him, which she knew for a fact she hadn't.

"Don't look at me! I didn't tell him anything!" She defended, turning and starting out of the locker room. Everyone followed her, Meredith albeit a little slower.

"Torres told me." Alex supplied, smirking. "Don't worry, I get it. She's hot but she's not for you."

"Why's that?" George asked, hopeful that Alex actually understood him and would help him out. Eleanora knew where that was heading, shaking her head to herself.

"Cause she's hot."

"Alexander Michael!" Eleanora hissed out, turning her head to glare at her boyfriend. His own eyes widened, his face paling at his full name being used. George laughed, but quickly adverted his gaze when Eleanora's glare hit him.

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   rounds, the interns all stood by a desk waiting for their assignments. Eleanora propped her elbows on the desk and laid her head in her hands, giving Meredith another worried look.

Dr. Bailey seemed to notice, scrunching her nose up when she looks at Meredith. "You alright, Dr. Grey?"

Meredith nodded, leaning against the wall. "Yeah, Dr. Bailey. I just need to make a choice, is all." Eleanora rolled her eyes at that, shaking her head.

"This is not a stress thing, Meredith. You look like death, and I don't think it will just go away if you choose between Shepherd and Finn!"

As if Eleanora has summoned him, Derek stops by the group, looking at them all. "Dr. Grey, Dr. Amedeo, I am clipping a basilar tip aneurism. Any interest?" He paused when he sees something behind Eleanora, the young doctor turning her body to see.

Addison was standing there, about to ask Dr. Bailey a question. Eleanora shrugged, going to turn around when she heard Addison's shocked voice.

"Oh my god."

Eleanora turns around fully, her nosey nature coming out, following Addison's eyesight. Her own eyes widen when she sees who Addison was looking at, a small gasp leaving her.

She drew everyone else's attention, shocked noises falling from the rest of the group.

"Oh......my god." Derek laughs out, George's eyes widening.

"Is that...?"

"McSteamy." Cristina purrs, Eleanora smacking at her friend weakly.

"Dr. Sloan." She breathed out, turning her head to see Meredith's reaction. However, Meredith was bending over and vomiting on the floor. Eleanora lets out a small yell of her name, scurrying around Derek. Bailey follows, Eleanora pulling Meredith's hair out of her face quickly.

George's panicked voice makes her look up, seeing him run to Mr. Sullivan's room. "Mr. Sullivan, no! Don't light tha-"

Mr. Sullivan lights the cigarette, causing an explosion. Eleanora turns her body to cover Meredith, the heat snapping at her back harshly. Bailey orders her to stay with Mer, the rest of them going into action.

"Someone call a code red!!"

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    burning up." Derek is feeling Meredith's forehead, Eleanora standing beside her. The three had stayed there, Mr. Sullivan's room completely extinguished and him in the burn unit.

"I'm fine." Meredith complains, Eleanora and Derek both rolling their eyes.

"You don't look fine." Derek points out, and Eleanora nods, poking Meredith in the side.

"She isn't fine. She is, however, stubborn." Derek stifled his laugh, nodding at Cristina when she arrived and gave Meredith a glass of water.

"You look beautiful, but you don't look fine." Derek coreected his precious statement. Cristina makes a fake gagging noise, Eleanora letting out a small coo.