Scut

                                    

                                          
Sasha wakes up next to Addison, stretching, "Morning."
"Good morning. Should I expect to see you on my service today?" Addison asks, getting out of bed with the blanket wrapped around her, leaving Sasha naked on the bed.
"No, I think it's my turn to be on scut. I'm just thankful Bailey won't assign me to be Stevens babysitter," Sasha groans, turning over to her stomach.
"Bailey knows that assigning Stevens to you is basically asking for you to murder her," Addison shakes her head, throwing on a shirt before realizing it's Sasha's, "Want this back? It's really comfy."
Sasha waves her off, "Keep it. I'm gonna grow out of it soon anyways. My boobs are already starting to get a little bigger. And way more sensitive."
Addison smirks at her, "I noticed."
Raising her head off the pillow, Sasha chuckles, "You're worse than Mark. He makes a game out of seeing how long he can hold them or motorboat them before it gets to be too much."
Throwing her hair up in a ponytail, Addison faces Sasha, "So you're sleeping with Mark? Does he know about this?"
"He does. And I know about who he sleeps with. We aren't looking for monogamy so who cares if we fool around a little. We have a little time before we're responsible for another life and I'm tired of everyone else getting some pleasure and leaving me with none," Sasha sighs, standing up to kiss Addison, "I'm gonna order breakfast, want anything?"
"Does another round of sex count?"
"Duh."
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Sasha stands with Cristina, Izzie and Meredith as they study the OR board while Meredith shares, "Derek's camping- taking time, getting space."
"Prestons do not go into the woods. A guy named Preston is gonna get his ass kicked by a squirrel."
"It's basically a slumber party. They do it outside in a tent where they can pretend to be manly and not shower. We're just smarter and do it inside with plumbing," Sasha remarks.
Mark walks up to the group, "Have you seen what's his face?"
Sasha snorts, "Alex Karev. My friend. The guy that brings me tea just as much as you do."
Cristina looks to her sister, "I'm surprised you aren't pissing tea with how much they shove down your throat."
"I'm almost at that point."
"Poor bastard seems to get a thrill out of tagging along after me," Mark laughs.
"He's camping," Sasha tells him.
Mark walks closer to her, smiling down at her as his hands go to her hips, "Well, in that case, why don't you tag along after me, baby mama? Maybe we can have work and a little play today since you spent the night elsewhere?"
Sasha giggles, pushing Mark back so he hits against the wall, "Naughty, naughty. This is a hospital. Dr. Bailey makes the assignments and I'm supposed to be on scut today."
He shrugs, smirking at her, "Fine. How about you, Grey?"
"As Sasha said, Dr. Bailey makes the assignments."
"Dr. Bailey says it's fine," Bailey joins the group. Go."
Mark walks away, not before tapping Sasha's butt lightly, with Meredith following him, keeping her eyes down.
"Stevens, conference room. You're spending the day with a peer counselor," Bailey assigns. 
"Is that like a shrink?" Izzie asks, "The hospital's already making me see a shrink. Why can't someone else have to see a shrink? Sasha or Meredith are perfect candidates."