Chapter 20- Family surprises
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2 months later June 4th 2012
"Where's Layla's Shoes!" Mark calls out from the kitchen. He was busy trying to get Layla ready while Lexie was getting Sydney ready in the kids play room. The pair were running 20 minutes late for rounds at the hospital.
"I don't know," Lexie replies as the doorbell rings, "I'll get it," she calls. She goes the the door and when she opens the door she sees a young Blonde woman who looked to be 18 or 19 and about 36 weeks pregnant. "Can I help you?" Lexie asks.
"Yeah, I'm looking for my dad, I was told he lived here," the woman says.
"I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong house," Lexie replies.
"Is this the house of Mark Sloan?" She asks.
"Yes, he's my husband. What's going on?" Lexie asks.
"Then my dad lives here. He's my dad, Mark Sloan is my dad. I'm Sloane his 18 year old daughter," the lady says.
"Mark Everett Sloan! Since when do you have an 18 year old pregnant daughter that you neglected to tell me about!" Lexie yells as she marches into the house. Sloane follows Lexie in and shuts the door behind her.
"I... I.. I've got what?" Mark asks.
"Your 18 year old daughter has just showed up on our doorstep. I didn't even know you had a daughter, why the hell wouldn't you tell me?" Lexie asks yelling.
"Can we have a minute in private?" Mark asks.
"Layla, go take Sloane and introduce her to your sister," Lexie instructs.
Layla nods her head, "come on, I'll show you my baby sister Sydney, she's so cute and love her lots," Layla smiles.
They exit the room, "I knew when her mum got pregnant, we were both 18," Mark says, "She told me she was pregnant. I gave her a couple hundred bucks and I left town and I never saw her again. I figured she got an abortion. Hoped. I didn't know what she did. If she kept the baby I assumed she'd hit me up with child support," Mark says.
"How could you be so stupid! You don't hand a woman a few hundred dollars and expect her to have an abortion," Lexie replies, "did you even talk to her about the baby?" Lexie asks.
"No, but we were both 18. I didn't think she'd want to keep the kid," Mark replies quietly.
"That's exactly my point," Lexie says, "I was 16 when I fell pregnant and abortion didn't even cross my mind. You are a bloody idiot. So now how are you doing to fix it?" Lexie asks sternly.
"I... I... I don't know," he stumbles.
"I'm going to leave you to ponder that with her while I take Layla to school and Go to the hospital with Sydney," Lexie says.
"You can't leave me alone with her. What am I supposed to say?" He asks.
"I don't know Mark! You're a grown man, figure it out!" Lexie replies harshly before leaving the kitchen. "Come on girls, let's go," Lexie smiles to them. "Mark is in the kitchen if you wanna talk," Lexie says. Lexie grabs onto Sydney's hand and helps her walk out of the house and to the car as Layla follows. They get to the car and she buckles them in and they head off.
"Mummy, who was that strange lady?" Layla asks.
"That was your sister, kind of," Lexie replies.
"How is she kind of my sister?" Layla asks.
"Well because mummy didn't know that she existed and daddy only kind of knew she existed," Lexie replies.
"How did daddy kind of know she existed?" Layla asks.
"That my darling is a long story that I'll tell you when you're a lot older," Lexie replies.
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"How pregnant are you?" Mark asks as he sits opposite Sloane at the dinner table. The pair were taking turns in asking questions to each other.
"36 weeks. My turn, how old is your wife? She looks a lot younger then you, " Sloane asks.
"27," Mark replies.
"Did you drop out of high school?" he asks.
"Yes," she replies. "How old are you?" she asks.
"37," he says.
"Why are you here?" He asks.
"Look, my mum kicked me out when I told her I couldn't find a job to support my baby. I've got nowhere to go." She says.
"You can stay here until you find a place. Or if Lexie agree's you can live here," Mark replies.
"Thank you," She replies.
"What kind of doctor are you?" She asks.
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"Lexie, are you okay?" Callie asks Lexie as she spots Lexie aggressively charting in the ER.
"Mark has a bloody 18 year old daughter. He neglected to tell me that his stupid 18 year old self inpreginanted his 18 year old girlfriend. When she told him all he did was hand her a couple of hundred buck he figured shed use for an abortion, he skipped town and never looked back. Oh, and you'll never guess what? She's pregnant too!" Lexie blurts out.
"Woah, calm down. Start from the beginning. Mark has an 18 year old daughter?" Callie asks.
"I think I'm gonna be sick," Lexie says as she runs to the nearest bin.
"Wow, it's that bad hey?" Callie asks when the resident had finished throwing up last nights dinner and this mornings breakfast.
"I'm not throwing up because of his daughter," Lexie replies.
"Oh my gosh, you're... You're... You're pregnant!" Callie exclaims.
"Shh," Lexie says putting her finger on her mouth, "we're not telling anybody yet because so much can happen in the first three months and I'm only 11 weeks," she continues.
"No, of course not. I won't tell anybody," Callie says, "now about the 18 year old daughter. How did you not know there was a possibility that Mark had a kid out there. You knew he used to sleep around before he met you," Callie says.
"I guess I kinda knew he would have a kid out there that he didn't know about. But I never wanted to believe it," Lexie says.
"Where is Mark now?" Callie asks.
"I made him stay home to talk to her. I don't know what's going to happen next. I mean did she just show up to meet him, or did she show up because she needs a place to stay? I have no idea why she's here," Lexie says panicking.
"Go home and talk to her with Mark. I'll tell Arizona you'll be out for the rest of the day. Just go home and deal with your family drama girl," Callie says.
"Thank you," Lexie replies.
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"What do you think?" Mark asks Lexie nervously as they stand in the kitchen. Mark had just asked Lexie if Sloane could live with them for awhile. Mark watched as Lexie screwed up her face three hundred different ways. He knew that females were hard to read, but he didn't know they could make three hundred different facial expressions in less then one minute.
"I think that that's a wonderful idea. But, I'm drawing boundaries okay. We will not be the ones raising her baby. I don't care how exhausted and sleep deprived she is, she will be the one getting up at two in the morning to give the baby a bottle. She will be the one to tend to the baby's every need. We will help her out, she's not going to be left high and dry. But we are not raising her baby and we are not being used. She can't ask us to watch the baby every Friday night when she wants to go out with her friends, she will learn that the baby comes first and that's going to be hard for her. She's going to beg you to give her a break, she'll say she's just a teenager and needs to go out with her friends. But you will ignore it and stay firm and strong, and if you don't, I will," Lexie says.
"Speaking from experience are we?" Mark asks.
"Kind of. My parents gave me a very long speech when I got pregnant and decided to keep Layla. I had a very sick baby and it was hard. I never asked for a break, I never took her for granted. My parents offered to help out but I insisted I do it myself. I payed for everything myself. I made it on my own, all my parents did was provide a safe place for myself and Layla to stay until I saved up enough to move out," Lexie says.
"I agree with you. Let's go and talk to her," Mark replies.