New Doctor Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

I grabbed Christopher's arm discreetly, gripping tightly into his flesh. Anyone who looked closely would notice his fingers twitching slightly from the intense pain. However, it seemed he had anticipated this and used an anesthetic to avoid giving himself away. Fine—if he couldn't move, that worked to my advantage. I wailed at the top of my lungs, drawing the attention of everyone nearby. "What?!" I shrieked. "My husband just passed away, and you expect me to smile? This hospital is inhumane! Christopher was one of your doctors, but I don't see even a trace of grief on your face! Did you want him to die?"

the doctor explained, offering a glimmer of reassurance amid the tension that had gripped us. Relief washed over me like a comforting wave, and for a moment, it felt like the air became lighter. The worry lines on our faces softened, replaced by smiles of gratitude. Then, in the midst of our shared relief, a realisation dawned on me. “She?” I repeated the pronoun the doctor had used for the baby, a subtle revelation that sparked curiosity and a newfound sense of anticipation. “We’re having a baby girl,” Grey announced, walking out of the ward with a big smile on his face.

I nod my head again. “We wanted to give you a chance to decide what to do with him. To give you a chance to get revenge after what he did to you.” I nod my head again. I see Alex mindlink someone and shortly after the door opens and a woman in a white doctor uniform come in. She bows her head to Alex and comes over to me. “Alpha, Luna it’s good to see you awake I am doctor Allison Greyson, how are you feeling.” “Sore, and like I have no strength left in my body,” I whisper and she nods her head.

The doctor was already on his feet, his expression grave as he approached me, his hand outstretched in greeting. "Alpha Gray," he said solemnly, his voice tinged with concern as he shook my hand. "Thank you for coming." I sighed, a sense of foreboding settling over me like a shroud. The doctor's hand was clammy and damp with sweat, a stark contrast to the cool, sterile atmosphere of the office. "What's wrong?" I asked, my voice low and tense as I searched the doctor's face for any sign of what was to come. The doctor sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping with exhaustion as he gestured towards the desk where a piece of paper lay. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Careful, Althea.” “Where... am I?” “The hospital. You fainted at the cemetery. You scared the hell out of me!” “I’m sorry,” Althea whispered, trying to give a reassuring smile. “I’m going to get the doctor. Stay right here.” It wasn’t long before a doctor entered the room, followed by two nurses. Both offered gentle smiles as they approached the bed. “Good evening, Miss Grayson. I’m Dr. Felix, the attending physician tonight. How are you feeling? We’ve already done some preliminary checks and light observation.”

And pushed for one last time. "Ahhhhh..." She screams and we heard crying sound. "Congratulations Mr. And Mrs. Gray it's a baby girl." Said doctor. I and Allena held tears in our eyes. "We did it love, we did it." I Said and Allena nodded her head and she closes her eyes slowly. I feel like someone Snatched my life. "What happened to her doctor? Why she didn't opening her eyes?" I almost roared on doctor. "Calm down Mr. Gray, she just exhausted and faint due to all energy loss and weakness. She wakes up soon ." Doctor said and I felt little relief.

We all stood, but mostly Grey who looked like he wanted to crash into the doctor. "Congratulation Grey, your wife just gave birth to a baby boy" earning him a big hug from Grey who was twirling about the place in glee. "Can we go and see her?! Yes, I'm a father!" he balled hands and brought it down his joy beyond depths. "Of course, you can go and see her. Though she is asleep now, the bundle of joy has his eyes set to meet his family" the doctor quipped tapped Grey's shoulder, and continued on his way.

He asked sharply. "Yes, she is coming here, and she should be on her way already because I have sent her the address to this hospital.” I told him. “Please have your seat.” The new doctor said to us as he noticed that we were still standing and whispering some things into each other's ears. The new doctor looked so serious; not a single smile was on his face, and he appeared like a soilder who was going for a world war. I was initially concerned, but then I ignored his facial expressions because what mattered to me most was Hannah getting well and nothing else.

It’s a full-fledged clinic with state-of-the-art equipment, warm lighting, and pale blue walls that somehow manage to be both clinical and comforting. She’s not just any doctor. She’s our doctor. Mafia doctor. Family doctor. The one who stitched Michal’s forehead after the bombing. The one who held my hand through the aftermath of my miscarriage. The one who swore on everything she had that if I ever got pregnant again, she’d keep me and that baby safe. When we arrive, the door is already open. Dr. Gray is inside, arranging something on her rolling tray. She looks up and beams, her smile instantly calming the erratic thump of my heart.

I've been weak since day one; maybe that's why Jackson couldn't be with me; I couldn't even pose as his so-called Luna. And now what? I so happened to be the mate of Ethan. I snorted inwardly. It's only a matter of time till he realizes what a huge mistake he's about to make. I smiled at the doctor, remorseful. Not to be rude, but the wire-rimmed frame made the doctor look cartoonish, inviting, and warm, a lot more than the one who had scowled at my rudeness. She looked a few years older than me, maybe two, and she had a pad in her hand, which she took notes on every time the older doctor said something I presumed important. Then I remembered all the medical series I had watched, Grey and th