The ER was quiet, too quiet for Marks liking. He was sitting on a chair in a corner. Bailey had placed him there when he had gotten too close. They had had a little stare contest, which Bailey won by far. (The rumors said that he'd cracked within the first second. But of course Mark denied this)
He looked at the clock. 15 minutes. Then he was going to meet Lexie in the cafeteria for lunch. 14 minutes.
He sighed. He hated being stuck in the ER. Derek "McDreamy" Sheppard was probably doing some wild surgery right now. Or perhaps he and Meredith were enjoying some alone time in one of the on-call-rooms. Didn't matter, anywhere would be better that sitting in a quiet ER.
12 minutes.
He looked down and, much to his delight, discovered that he had chosen a chair with wheels on it. He looked around. Double-checking, Bailey always popped out from the strangest places. Sacristies he placed his feet on the ground and pushed. He rolled about 2 feet. Then he stopped, turned around and pushed again. Back at his starting point he looked at the clock.
8 minutes.
7 minutes and 30 seconds.
7 minutes…
And then the phone rang…
Car crash, 3 injured, 1 critically.
Mark rose to occasion and the ER was prepped.
As he heard the ambulances nearing he looked at the clock again.
1 minute… Right now he would have taken the first bite of the sandwich he had been longing for since breakfast.
The first ambulance arrived. Paramedics jumped out and started going over the patient's condition. But Mark didn't hear any of it…
His eyes were clued to the bloody face.
"Callie?!"
A/N: So... should I continue? Tell me what you think.