CODING ━ grey's anatomy

chapter fifteen

"No way," George giggled with a look of absolute amusement on his face.

"Stop it," Izzie whined as George burst out in laughter. "You can't say anything!"

"I'm gonna at least think about making fun of him next time I see him."

"Oh, definitely," Cassie agreed. "I mean yeah, poor Alex, but this is some truly great material we have to work with."

"He said it never happened before."

"Well, that's what we all say." Izzie and Cassie gave George a look. "And I mean they. That's what they all say."

"I don't know. Maybe this relationship just isn't meant to be. I mean, I just need some sex. You know, just—" Izzie grabbed George's shirt and pulled him close to her. "I need sex now. You know what I mean?"

"I know what you mean," Cassie commented absentmindedly. "It's been almost a month since I had a hook up, and I feel like my hymen is slowly starting to grow back."

"No matter how hard you beg, I am not doing either of you," George said, making them both smile.

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After changing into her scrubs and rounding on her patients, Cassie noticed an unusually cheerful Addison coming towards her with two coffees in hand, a determined look on her face, and a shit-eating grin. Cassie just rolled her eyes.

"Hey Cass, I got you coffee," she smiled, slightly out of breath, shoving the beverage into her hands. "Iced vanilla latte, extra shot. I remembered, you see? Because that's what friends do. They remember."

"Thanks," Cassie said awkwardly, as the older woman stared at her with expectant eyes. "Uh, thanks a lot?"

"We are friends again, right?"

"I don't know, Addie—"

"Derek chose me!" she shouts, earning looks from the hospital staff. "Derek chose me," she says quieter. "You said that if Derek forgave me, then you would too."

"Did he?" she raised a brow. "Forgive you?"

Addison hesitated. "Well, I mean, technically no but—"

"I'll talk to Derek," Cassie cut her off. "I love you, and I miss you, but Derek is my family. If he's okay with it, then yes, we're friends again."

"Okay," she sighed. "For the record, I miss you too."

Cassie smiled, debating going in for a hug but ultimately deciding against it. "Thanks for the coffee."

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Cassie was drinking her coffee with Meredith and Cristina outside on a bench, shivering yet refusing to get a hot drink. Iced coffee is way better, she used to say back in New York when Mark was pestering her about her beverage of choice. You're just too straight to appreciate it.

"They always look so sad when I kick them out," Meredith laughed, talking about her fleeing hookup from the night before. "Seriously, why do guys not understand that when you pick them up in a bar and take them home for sex, that there are no picket fences or kids in your future."

Cristina sighed at that, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a key.

Cassie's eyes practically popped out of her skull, an incredulous gasp coming from her lips.