A few hours later Addison awoke back in her bed. She looked around trying to figure out what happened—the last thing she could remember was throwing up in the bathroom. She looked at the clock and started to panic when she realized she was supposed to be at work an hour ago. "Mark? How could you let me oversleep?" She asked when Mark walked back in the room.

"Addie, you're exhausted, you're sick, and you're in no shape to operate on anyone. I called the Chief and told him you were sick and to reschedule your surgeries."

"Oh, okay. Thanks."

"Here, sip some of this," he said as he brought her a Sprite that he had gone to get from the vending machine.

"Thanks. So how did I end up back in bed?"

"You passed out in the bathroom last night, so when I thought you were done being sick for good I brought you back in here. I figured the bed would be more comfortable than the bathroom floor."

"Oh, thanks." Addison drank a bit of the Sprite, and it seemed to help a bit with her remaining nausea. "Wait, we didn't…."

"No, we didn't."

"Seriously?" Addison was in disbelief. She couldn't remember the last time she had been drunk in a room with Mark and didn't have sex with him.

"Seriously. You tried, but I didn't think it was a good idea."

"Yeah, you're probably right."

"So how much of last night do you remember?" Mark asked her.

"Everything up until we came back up here, maybe parts of our conversation downstairs at the lounge are a bit unclear. I don't really know." She looked down at the Sprite Mark had brought her and took another sip. "I remember our other conversation Mark, and I want to thank you for saying all those things to me. I probably didn't handle it all that well, judging by my hangover this morning, but it was nice to hear. And thank you for staying with me last night."

"You're welcome. And I meant every word of it, Addie."

Addison nodded. "I know, Mark." She looked up at him and could tell he felt a little uncomfortable as he pulled on his sweater from last night and got ready to go. "Where are you going? Do you have to work soon?"

"No, I have the day off, actually. I just figured now that you're up, you might want some time to yourself and time to rest."

"Mark, please don't leave. I may not know what I ultimately want to do, but I don't want to be alone today."

Mark nodded and came over to sit next to her on the bed. "Okay, do you want me to go get you something to eat from downstairs?"

"Ugh, I don't know if I'm up for eating much of anything."

"How about some dry toast or waffles or something?"

Addison nodded. "Sure, that'd be great."