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Old Friends Bar.
At the counter.
Little Grey—Lexie Grey—was left speechless by Adam for a mont before shaking her head with a laugh. "Okay, I get it. You're my mom's doctor—she must've shown you my picture!"
"I'm just your mom's doctor. Why would she show your photo? ~" Adam teased with a smirk.
Lexie's eyes darted away, avoiding his gaze.
She wasn't like her sister redith, so seasoned pro at this stuff. How could she handle being teased by her idol?
Yup, you heard that right!
Lexie's a total Adam fangirl.
Ever since that legendary Grey lecture video started circulating in the dical world, Lexie watched it and bam—instant fangirl mode activated.
She's not alone in that, either.
Even if Adam looked like an alien, his vibe on that stage—holding his own as a re intern, going toe-to-toe with the legendary Dr. Grey, and answering a crowd of doctors' questions with total confidence—would've made him a d student icon.
That cool-headed swagger and insane skill? Irresistible.
Then ca the recent cruise ship accident rescue livestream, and her fangirl level shot through the roof.
The lecture video was just theory—impressive, sure, but for soone like Lexie (aka "Lexie-pedia" with her near-photographic mory), it was still in the realm of "I can kinda picture that."
But the live rescue? That hands-on mastery? Forget it—not even the biggest hotshot doctors could claim they'd pull it off.
In a field that bows to authority, running into a powerhouse idol like Adam and not worshipping him?
Sorry, this girl can't help it! 😍
"Alright, no more joking around," Adam said, noticing Lexie was nowhere near redith's league in handling banter. He dialed it back fast. "Three reasons:
One, I know everyone at the dical center, so you've gotta be new.
Two, you don't just act like redith—you look a little like her too. Genetics are wild like that.
And three, your mom told redith you're at Harvard d too, graduating this year, with the new intern batch starting tomorrow.
If it's not you, then who?"
"You really rember everyone at the dical center?" Lexie asked, her heart doing a little flip as she stared at him with wide eyes.
"My mory's decent," Adam said with a modest smile.
"Mine's decent too, but I could never pull that off," Lexie replied, her gaze practically glowing as she looked at him.
Brain space is limited, you know. Even soone like Sheldon's got mories locked away—stuff he won't recall unless sothing triggers it.
morizing d school facts already takes a ton of effort. Who's got ti to casually morize every single staff mber at a whole dical center like Adam does?
"Heh, how's your mom doing lately?" Adam asked, smoothly changing the subject.
"She's good!" Lexie grinned. "Thanks to you, really. She still hiccups, but with daily massages, it's under control—no big deal anymore…"
Her face turned pink mid-sentence.
She'd just rembered how her parents' relationship actually improved because of this—still showing off their lovey-dovey vibes in front of her, even at their age.
So embarrassing! 😳
"As long as it's not disrupting her life, that's what matters," Adam said with a nod. "Surgery could fix the hiccups quick, but her latest checkup stats weren't great. I'm worried about post-op infections, so I didn't push for it right away."
"I totally agree," Lexie said, nodding eagerly. "Turning a small issue into a big one with surgery happens way too often. My whole family's super grateful for you."
"You graduated from Harvard d—why didn't you apply to Mass General for your internship?" Adam asked, curious.
"I wanted to stay closer to ho…" Lexie said, her eyes flickering. "Plus, New York dical Center's an amazing teaching hospital now—its rep's just as good as Mass General's these days…"
"Make sure you say that to the surgical chief and the dean!" Adam laughed.
"What's my sister like?" Lexie couldn't hold back anymore, blurting it out.
"redith?" Adam paused, looking at her eager face. "She's… complicated. Sensitive. Probably won't be as easy to get along with as you're hoping, at first.
Your dad left her for you and your mom, after all. Now, thanks to your mom's efforts, she's starting to warm up to you guys—but it's gonna take ti.
Especially with you."
"Because I got the dad-love she missed out on?" Lexie said, piecing it together. Her voice dropped. "I really wanted a sister like her. But my dad never talked about her much."
She does have a sister—her full sister—who'd had a kid at the dical center a while back.
But that sister fell in love young, got married, had a baby—living the standard life with no big ambitions. Lexie, who'd clawed her way through Harvard d and graduated, couldn't relate much.
Deep down, she's got so career drive—how could she not?
So finding out she has a half-sister—redith—who's also a Harvard d grad? Even without eting her, that instant sense of connection and closeness was unavoidable.
Growing up with both parents doting on her, Lexie's not the type to have a an bone in her body.
"She'll co around eventually," Adam said reassuringly.
"Really?" Lexie's eyes lit up as she looked at him.
"For sure," Adam said with a playful grin. "But you've gotta follow so rules first!"
"What rules?" Lexie asked, tilting her head.
"Rule one: Don't hit on guys at bars—or let guys hit on you there!" Adam said, holding up a finger, barely holding back a laugh. "Rule two: Don't hook up with coworkers at the hospital—especially not the senior doctors!
Rule three: Get yourself a sturdy belt!
Rule four: Never get drunk!"
"…" Lexie's jaw dropped.
What the heck?! 😳
"Because you never know if the guy you et at a bar—or so coworker at the hospital—has already gotten cozy with your dear big sis," Adam explained with a chuckle. "You don't wanna end up as that kind of sisters, right?"
"No way!" Lexie yelped, her face flaming red.
"Exactly," Adam teased. "redith wouldn't either… well, maybe she wouldn't care that much, but she probably doesn't want it either. So if you want to break the ice with her faster, stick to these four rules.
Rules one and two stop any awkward sister overlap from the root. Rules three and four keep you from doing sothing dumb on impulse.
All for your own good.
Our hospital's got so bad apples, you know…"
Lexie squird, brushing off the "bad apples" bit, and looked at Adam with a worried frown. "You and my sister… are you two close?"
"Not like you're thinking," Adam said, standing up. He paused by her side and leaned in a bit. "Wanna know what else you and your sister have in common? You both offered to buy a drink—and I turned you both down. How do you think I ca up with these rules? I've got experience!" 😏
"Oh!" Lexie's face lit up, then fell, then lit up again. She turned to him, whispering, "I'll totally follow those rules! Can I be your intern?"
"We'll see," Adam said with a noncommittal smile. "Catch you tomorrow, Dr. Little Grey!"
"It's Lexie…" she protested softly. "See you tomorrow, Dr. Duncan!"
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(Chapter End)
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