Saying Goodbye to Lily and the Crew
Outside the Ward
Adam was feeling pretty good as he left the room. Every time Barney's outrageous antics got under his skin, he couldn't resist the urge to mess with him a little. Sure, the payback might come with a delay, but it always showed up eventually.
There's nothing like the thrill of roasting someone—and keeping it going? Even better. That's just how it works.
In the Hallway
"Huh, surgery tonight?" Adam asked, spotting Meredith heading toward the OR.
"Nope," she replied, shaking her head.
"Come on!" Adam threw his hands up. "What, you think I'm gonna steal your case?"
"That's not it," Meredith said, glancing at him. "I just… can't tell you."
With that, she sidestepped him and kept walking. A few steps later, she turned back with a smirk. "And yeah, even if I could tell you, I wouldn't!"
Last time, she and her boyfriend, Dr. Shepherd, had planned a surgery together—practically a date night in bed plotting it out—only for Adam to swoop in and snag it. She wasn't about to let that slide.
"Another one of Shepherd's surgeries?" Adam called after her, grinning.
Meredith didn't even turn around—just flipped him off with both hands and kept going.
"Guess it's a secret surgery," Adam mused to himself.
Some big shots or VIPs liked to keep things hush-hush, and this had that vibe all over it. He thought about it for a sec, then shrugged it off. Sure, he loved cutting, but he wasn't dying for this one. Secrets usually meant trouble, and he wasn't in the mood to stir any up.
Locker Room
Adam was changing when George and Alex walked in.
"Dude, you should be grateful," Alex said, dead serious as he spouted his twisted logic. "Syphilis is probably the best thing that's ever happened to you. Think about it—before, all the girls thought you were gay. Now? You're a total player in their eyes."
"They're calling me Syphilis Boy!" George snapped back, clearly not amused.
"Exactly—boy!" Alex grinned, leaning into his punk vibe. "Not girl, not gay. That's a win. Plus, Syphilis Boy? It's like Superboy, just with a little extra baggage."
"Oh yeah? And what about you?" George fired back. "What are you, huh? The Scoop Master? Backdoor Alex?"
"Watch your mouth!" Alex's face darkened, his voice dropping to a threatening growl. "Or I'll show you what a real Scoop Master looks like!"
George shrank back, avoiding Alex's glare. Honestly, it's no wonder Liz and the girls treated him like their gay bestie. The guy had zero edge—too soft, too easy to push around. He couldn't hold his own against Liz and the crew, let alone stand up to a bulldog like Alex. He didn't dare say another word.
SLAM!
Adam shut his locker hard, making his presence known.
George's face lit up. "Adam! You're here too? Heading home?"
"Yup," Adam said, shooting a sideways glance at Alex, who looked like he'd swallowed a lemon. "Hey, any idea what Meredith's up to tonight?"
"No clue," George said, blinking. "Haven't heard anything."
"Alright," Adam nodded, letting it go. It was just a casual question anyway.
"Catch you tomorrow, then."
"Wait up—I'll walk out with you," George said, fumbling with his locker. He didn't even bother changing out of his scrub shirt—just threw on his jacket and followed Adam out, ignoring Alex's smug, mocking stare.
Outside the Hospital Doors
"George!" Olivia called out, stopping him in his tracks.
"You two chat," Adam said with a grin, stepping away.
"About before…" George started, hesitant.
Olivia cut him off. "George, I just want you to know…" She paused, choosing her words. "That night at 2 a.m., it was totally spontaneous. I was kind of seeing someone else at the time. I didn't expect to fall for you so hard. But when I realized it, I broke it off with him right away."
"Someone else?" George frowned. "Who?"
Olivia went quiet.
"It's not Adam, is it?" George's head whipped around to where Adam was still lingering by his car. "I remember you had a thing for him!"
"No, it's not," Olivia said, her face clouding over.
George mentally kicked himself. If it was Adam, why would Olivia dump him for George? He knew all too well what it felt like to pine after someone who didn't feel the same.
"Sorry," he said quickly.
"It's fine," Olivia said with a bitter little laugh. "Now that I think about it, Dr. Duncan's got the right idea—never dating coworkers. Smart move."
"So who was the guy?" George steered the conversation back on track.
Olivia hesitated, then dropped a name.
"Alex?" George blinked, his face screaming You've got to be kidding me. When he saw she wasn't joking, his voice shot up. "Alex?!"
He flashed back to earlier—Alex mocking him over the syphilis thing, acting all high and mighty. And now it turns out Alex was the real source?
A wildfire of rage exploded inside George.
"*ALEX!!!!*"
He spun around and bolted back toward the hospital.
"George!" Olivia yelped, startled by his reaction. She took off after him.
Meanwhile, Adam—who'd been eavesdropping from a distance—couldn't help but chuckle. Talk about a plot twist. But when he thought about it, it kind of made sense. Alex was a player through and through. The fact that he didn't line up for testing? Either he already knew he had it and shot himself up with penicillin, or… well, there wasn't really another explanation.
Alex had been playing the blame game like a pro, and even Adam hadn't caught the hypocrisy in the moment. Shaking his head, he decided not to head home just yet and jogged after them. Judging by George's fury, this was about to get wild. As George's buddy, he had to back him up… not just watch the drama unfold like some popcorn-munching bystander… right?
Back in the Hallway
Alex, freshly changed, strutted out—just as George came charging at him like a runaway train.
"*ALEX!!!!*" George roared, launching himself into a full-on tackle. He slammed Alex to the ground, rearing back his fist and swinging it straight at Alex's face. "You're the one who gave me syphilis, you jerk!!!"
Alex hadn't seen this coming—not from soft little George. Caught off guard, he took a solid punch to the eye. But he'd wrestled enough to recover fast. Blocking George's wild swings with his arms, he glared up, ready to hit back hard.
"George, chill!"
Just as Alex swung, George suddenly floated backward, dodging the punch perfectly. Alex squinted with his good eye—and nearly lost it when he saw why.
Adam stood there, holding George back, playing the peacemaker. But the glee in Adam's eyes? Blinding. He was loving every second of this.
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