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Mark was coming out of the hospital after he had visited his daughter, who was recovering from her miscarriage. He had wanted to talk to Derek, but he just send him away with a black eye. It became a habit of Derek to hit Mark, but he had been okay with it, because until now they had always became friends again. This time he wasn't so sure. He had cheated on Lexie with Addison and the whole hospital knew, because Lexie had told them. It would be hard to get out of this one, because he loved Lexie and never intended to hurt her the way he did. Stupid hormones. Addison and he sometimes acted as if they were teenagers, when they saw each other again. He was surprised, that after all this time, Addison was still attracted to him.
His thoughts were stopped, when he heard to woman laughing hysterically. It was a rarity to hear anybody laugh in a hospital or around it, so he looked around for them. He saw to blonds from behind, sitting on a bench a few meters away. He didn't know why, but he walked around the bench and said:
"Can I join in?" then he saw who he was talking to.
"Dr. Stevens!"
"Mark Sloan… your flirting tactics haven't improved since I talked to you last and please, you can flirt with me, but leave a thirteen…"
"Nearly fourteen!!!"
"… nearly fourteen girl…"
"Woman!"
"…GIRL! … out of it."
"Sorry." he said and went silent again, having lost the use of the American language.
"You look pale, what is it?"
"You two are the spitting image."
Izzie looked at Hannah briefly and smiled, but turned back to Sloan with a serious face.
"That is to be expected. She is my daughter." he widened his eyes.
"Your what???"
"She is my daughter, I'm her mother, we are related… there are a thousand descriptions of our relationship."
"I'm just surprised, that's all, how come nobody knew of her?"
"Sloan… because I kept her a secret of course. I gave her up for adoption and now she is back for a while…"
"Forever."
"No, Hannah, you are going back to the Klines eventually, in three days to be exact. Okay, I'm going to introduce you two…" Izzie said a bit annoyed.
"Hannah, this is Dr. Mark Sloan, plastic surgeon and my ex-attending. Dr. Sloan, this is Hannah."
"Nice to meet you." he said and extended his hand.
"Nice to meet you too." she answered and stole Izzie's earplug out of her ear and put it in too.
"Nice kid. She seems smart."
"What do you know about kids?"
"Because I have one…" he answered, hoping she didn't already know.
"Since when?"
"She is eighteen… I didn't know about her until around Christmas, when she suddenly showed up… pregnant."
"She is pregnant? You are going to be a grandfather?" Izzie asked shocked about his revelation.
"She lost the baby last week."
"Sorry… does everybody know?"
"Yes. Does everybody know about Hannah?"
"No." that answer surprised him.
"And please don't tell anybody, they are furious with me as it is, they will have to learn from me, that I have kept a big part of my past hidden from them."
"I understand, no problem. And besides, nobody is talking to me anyway, I cheated on Lexie. And don't say anything, I know I'm an asshole, I don't deserve anyone of them anymore."
"Okay, we have a freakily similar story… you can sit down by the way."
"Thanks." he sat down on the other side of Izzie.
"They will never forgive me for not calling."
"They will, at least Big Grey and Yang, Karev… I'm not so sure…"
"You think Mer and Christina will though?"
"Yeah, they talk a lot about you." Izzie smiled and leaned back one the bench.
"Good to know, I miss them a lot. I know I probably can't repair what happened between me and Alex, but perhaps I can at least get my family back."
"Give them time and tell them what happened… wait. What happened?"
"Nervous breakdown."
"Ouch. I had one of them after Addison left me alone in New York. Not nice."
"no, if Hannah hadn't found me I would have tried to kill myself… well perhaps not, but I felt horrible. The IV was a walk in the park compared to it."
"Are you fine again?"
"Yeah, I still have cancer, but it's nearly gone, I only need a few more treatments than I'm done."
"Good."
"Yeah, but that won't bring back my friends."
They were both silent for a few minutes, just staring straight ahead. Izzie had clenched Hannah's fingers again, while a silent tear ran down her cheek. She was very happy to have Hannah around. Hannah saw she cried and held her hand even tighter, leaning against her. Then Izzie saw Jackson Avery coming outside through the main entrance. He walked past them and only lingered his eyes a second on them and then pretended that he had never seen them. He just walked on to his car.
"Okay, I have to go. Good luck." Mark Sloan said and stood up, standing before them.
"Good luck to you too."
"Thanks."
He waved at Hannah who waved back, not hearing a word of the conversation.
As he walked away, Izzie stole her earphone back from Hannah.
"Hey!"
"You stole it first! It's only fair I'm taking it back… do you want to grab a snack before heading back to the hotel?"
"YES, I'm totally starving to death."
"I thought that. Let's go."
"Let's get take away and eat in the hotel, I totally love that you are rich."
"I'm not rich, I just saved some money from Denny… but I love to spent some with you!"
They both grinned and walked to Izzie's car.
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To be continued…
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