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Summary: What Mark might say when Derek confronts him of Addison's pregnancy (if she is pregnant).
A/N: If ever Addison is pregnant.. and if Derek (for once) confronts Mark about it.. this is what I think Mark will say. It's just some short thing I came up with.. to help me with my Grey's fix. Unfortunately, once a week of Grey's isn't enough.
Not Guilty
"Mark!" An angry Dr. Sheperd called when he saws his ex-best friend walk along the narrow deserted hall of Seattle Grace.
Mark heard him. He wanted to keep walking. He needed to keep walking. A part of him was happy that Derek finally was the one who wanted to talk to him, even if it included having him being yelled at. But a bigger part of him just didn't want to face him, at least not now, anyway.
"Mark, turn around and talk to me right now!"
The good-looking plastic surgeon stopped dead on his tracks but did not turn around. "I heard 'ya," he said, though still not turning around.
Derek walked up to him and took a few seconds to breathe. When he was ready, he said in a stern but steady voice, "I never, ever confronted you, Mark, about anything. When you broke my bike back in the 3rd grade or when you broke my marriage a year ago. I never confronted you about anything. Even when everyday I see you and I remember the hell I went through."
Mark put his head down.
"But why did you have to knock up Addison?" continued Derek. "She was my wife. We may have broken up, but she's ADDISON," saying her name as if it was enough reason. "And now what? Leave her like all your women? What the hell do you think you're doing?" Mark looked back up when Derek said the last line. He wanted to say something but stopped himself. He can hold it in a bit longer.
Derek quickly clenched and unclenched his fists, still not satisfied. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself this time Sloan?"
"I LOVE HER!" Mark stressed as he turned around, unable to keep it any longer. Sighing, he looked at his once best friend straight in the eye. "I still do. I was in love with your wife for 11 years, maybe even before that. You had her… you had her and you weren't even there." Mark said, gaining momentum, unable to stop what he had to, wanted to say. "You let her go, Derek and I caught her. It was your own damn fault. I'm not saying I'm innocent because there is no excuse for what I did. I should get lethal injection for that, but I was just a man who took his chance. But you know what else sucks? Even after catching her, I still don't have her." He paused to inhale for a minute.
Derek tilted his head and looked at him as if he grew another head, but not saying anything to interrupt him.
"So those two months I spent with her, Derek? And those nights after she found out you slept with Meredith?" Mark said pointing at him. "If you want me to say sorry for them, no, I won't. I'm sorry for what you went through, but I'm not sorry for loving her. You are not going to make me feel guilty for this." pointing then at his heart, he continued, "not this."