A/N: Takes place after girl's night at Callie and Arizona's. Mark helps Teddy deal with her pain but finds that he actually has feelings for her.
A Good Time
Teddy realized it right in the middle of watching their first movie. None of her friends wanted to be there. Arizona, Callie, and Bailey were all clearly not watching the movie and seemed to be glancing at the clock every chance they got.
"I think I'm going to go," Teddy said, standing up.
"What? Why?" Arizona asked, confused but not too torn up by the idea.
Teddy didn't want them to feel like awful friends. "I'm just tired."
"Okay," Arizona said, one part of her hoping that her friend was okay and the other half of her glad that she and Callie could have the night to themselves. Teddy grabbed her purse and walked out the door right into Mark. Next to Mark was Sophia in a stroller.
"Sorry," Teddy said, sadly. She missed Henry. He was the best friend she ever had. Her eyes started filling with tears. She turned to walk away but Mark stopped her.
"Are you okay?" Mark asked.
"No," Teddy answered honestly. She tried not to cry but couldn't help it.
"Come on, Teddy, let's go inside," Mark offered opening his door. Teddy followed him in. Mark sat her down on the couch and let her cry for a minute while he made her a coffee.
When he came back with it, Teddy's tears were mostly gone and she accepted the coffee.
"Aren't you supposed to be at girl's night?" Mark asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, why aren't you?"
"It's stupid," Teddy said.
"Tell me anyways," Mark insisted.
"I left because Arizona, Callie, and Bailey-they didn't seem like they wanted to be there," she said.
"What makes you say that?"
"They looked bored and were looking at the clock. I think Bailey wanted to get home to be with Ben, and Callie and Arizona wanted a night alone without Sophia."
"That's awful," Mark said.
"I mean, I get it. They have their own lives. I wouldn't want to spend my night with me either," Teddy said, sadly.
"You know what I do when I'm sad?" Mark asked, jokingly.
"Have sex?" she answered, dully.
"Yeah, it would've been funnier if I said it," Mark said.
Teddy smiled then took a sip of coffee. "Okay."
"What?" Mark asked, wondering what she was agreeing to. He realized she meant the sex. "Teddy, I was joking."
"Oh," Teddy said sadly.
"It wouldn't make you feel any better," he explained.
"Maybe," Teddy said. "But, it couldn't possibly make me feel worse."
Mark considered it for a moment but wasn't convinced that it was a great idea.
"Just think about it," Teddy said, standing up. "Thanks for the coffee."
"Hey, Teddy!" Arizona said at work the next day, as they waited at the coffee stand.
"Hi," Teddy said, trying not to sound cold.
"What's wrong?" Arizona asked, knowing that something was wrong.
"Nothing," Teddy lied. Before Arizona could question her more, Mark swooped in and saved her.
"I think Christina's looking for you," he said, flashing his perfect smile.
"Thanks," Teddy said, running off without even looking at Mark.
"What was that about?" Arizona asked.
"What?" Mark asked, taking the coffee that Teddy had ordered for himself.
"Teddy," Arizona clarified. "She seemed upset. And, you helped her get away."
"Maybe she doesn't want to talk to you," Mark suggested.
"Why wouldn't she?" she asked.
"I don't know, maybe, because she needed a girl's night out last night and you, Callie, and Bailey blew her off," he said, casually.
"We did not!" Arizona said, defensively. "Teddy left us first."
"Yeah, because she could tell you guys didn't really want to be there."
"How do you know all this anyways?" Arizona asked.
"She told me," Mark said.
"Since when do you and Teddy talk?" Arizona asked. Mark's pager went off.
"I have to go," Mark said. He rushed off down the hall to the on-call room. Waiting for him was Teddy.
"Thanks for saving me from Arizona," Teddy said. "I thought I'd do the same."
"Thanks," Mark said. Teddy stood up from the bed and walked past Mark to the door.
"Teddy," Mark said, grabbing her by the waist as she tried to pass him. "I changed my mind."
He kissed her and caught her off guard, but soon Teddy was kissing him back while reaching for the lock on the door. Mark pulled Teddy's shirt over her head, their lips only parting for a quick second. Then Mark's lips made their way down her neck and down the center of her body, his hands working at the clasp of her bra.
When her bra fell to the floor, his mouth replaced it. Teddy's fingers tangled in Mark's hair until he kissed his way back up to her mouth and Teddy's hands moved to take off Mark's shirt. She ran her hands over his chest and abs while he moved her to the bed. They lay down continuing to kiss urgently.
Mark untied the strings of Teddy's scrub pants and slowly removed them leaving Teddy in just her black panties. Mark slipped them off gently and then explored her with his lips and tongue. Teddy moaned and Mark kissed his way back up to her lips. Teddy then pushed Mark's pants down and Mark helped her take them off then proceeded with his boxers.
Teddy grabbed his penis and stroked him gently but urgently. He slipped inside her, eliciting another moan from Teddy. He thrust against her until they both came simultaneously. They lay next to each other, both of them out of breath.
"I forgot how good the sex was with you," Mark said, thinking back to when they had dated for a short period of time back when Teddy was new to Seattle Grace.
"That definitely made me feel a little better," Teddy said. She wondered what was wrong with her. Wasn't she supposed to feel guilty for sleeping with Mark right after her husband died? But, she didn't. She just felt guilty that she didn't feel guilty. She stood up and started putting her clothes back on.
"Where are you going?" Mark asked.
"I have patients to check on," Teddy said heading for the door. She turned back around before opening the door. "Thanks."
Mark watched as she left. Teddy walked into the hall and Christina came up to her as soon as she did.
"Teddy," Christina said. "I was looking for you. Can I scrub in on your heart transplant today?"
"Sure," Teddy agreed, indifferently as she walked to nurse's counter to get her patients' files. Teddy flipped through one of the files just as Owen came up to her.
"Hey Teddy," he said.
"Hi," Teddy said coldly.
"Do you have a lot of surgeries today?" Owen asked.
"Yeah," Teddy said, closing the file and walking away from him. Teddy was still mad at him for not telling him about Henry's death right away. She was trying to forgive him but just couldn't do it.
Mark found Teddy hiding out in an on-call room eating her lunch.
"What are you doing in here?" he asked.
"What are you?" Teddy asked defensively.
Mark didn't want to admit that he had been looking for her. "You okay?"
"My patient died," Teddy said.
"I'm sorry."
Teddy shrugged trying to pretend like it didn't bother her too much. But, the truth was that every time one of her patients died she thought of Henry and how he had managed to survive over eighty surgeries without dying until one surgery killed him. Ironically that surgery was one that she would've done had he not been her husband.
Mark sat down next to her on the bed. "You want to talk about it?"
Teddy seemed to be considering it but instead leaned over and kissed Mark. Before they knew they were in the same situation as they had been earlier. Their hands and lips roaming each other's bodies, their legs tangled around one another.
A/N: Reviews are appreciated. More to come soon.