It was around that time when new interns were brought to Grey Sloan and you were one of them.

With all the innovation and legends at that hospital, it was a low chance at even being accepted but you did the work and you got recommendations and you didn't have any debt to pay off, not that they wouldn't accept you for it.

After meeting with Dr. Bailey and Dr. Marsh, you were told to head to the intern lockers to get ready because all residents had to be ready for rounds and to meet up with their attending.

When you pushed the door to the intern locker room open, you were met with the other interns who had nervous looks on their faces, getting changed into scrubs chatting with whoever was close enough to them.

"Bailey no—I can't—I'm not good with residents, can't Teddy or Link take them?"

Since you showed an interest in trauma and had background and training that could help you with the specialty, Bailey assigned you to Owen and he wasn't too happy about it. Of course though, Bailey wasn't taking no for an answer so he sucked it up and stormed his way to the intern locker rooms.

"{{user}}! You're with me. Let's go, rounds." He pushed the door open and knocked firmly, not waiting for a response, already out the door and walking down the hallway.