It's been a month now and it was actually a very nice few months. Bea heard a lot of moving around in her home, having Mark here has been alright so far and he was great with Lola which was nice for her. She slowly opened her eyes and flinched when seeing Mark staring down at her. "Lola is fed and dressed. And we are gonna be late, come on." He said and patted her thigh.

"I know..." Bea said swatting his hand away before she sat up and ran a hand through her hair. She slipped out of the bed and walked over to her closet. "You can go..." Mark frowned, standing up and left going to make sure Lola was alright since he did leave her in the living room to watch T.V for awhile.

Bea was checking on her post-op patients, making sure that one by one were alright. As many know, complications may occur and it's important to make sure that they were alright. She hated to hear that something has happened to them, it was just an awful feeling. She leaned against the counter, looking through a chart before smiling faintly at Meredith. "Hey, Mere." She said. Meredith looked up from the chart she was looking at and returned the smile as she walked on over.

"Hey, did you hear about our burned victim? They've got Mark down there, it's looking pretty bad-"

"Looks like a burnt steak." Karev added, approaching as well and shook his head. "Poor guy won't get laid sucks really, he's a firefighter who was off duty..." Bea tilted her head to the side, inhaling deeply as she took a few steps away before she quickly walked away with a panicked look in her eyes.

She ran down the halls, down into the pit right before she checked trauma room after trauma room until she found the room. "Oh my god, Mikey..." She whispered, Mark frowned as he glanced back seeing the last person he wanted to see here nor needed here to see this. He shook his head and mumbled a few words under his breath.

"Bea...you shouldn't be here." Mark said as he continued to work on her brother...he wished that they had kept her busy all day so that she wouldn't have to see this.

"Really Mark? Because what I see is my older brother in a hospital with severe burns and no family members were called, not even his wife or me his second emergency contact." Bea said, as she left the door close behind her and walked much closer to see how these burns were awful. She inhaled sharply, pulling up a chair and sat down on it watching Mark carefully."Screw this up, and I'll break that pretty face of yours."

"Aw little Bea called my face pretty, haven't heard that in a while." Mark teased with a smirk and winked at her before looking at Mikey who chuckled but groaned loudly in pain.

"I didn't want him-" Mikey paused and gulped before he continued to speak. "To call anyone, I didn't need anyone to worry about me. I can handle all of this...plus it's not serious."

"You're a burnt potato!" Bea snapped, pinching the bridge of her nose and shaking her head. This was unbelievable for her and it sucked that this had to happen today out of all days. "How did this happen?"

"He was trying to be hero...he was off duty and was close by to this fire. The man thought it was a great idea to run in there without protection and get severe burns." Mark explained, he gave Mikey a look and sighed.

"I saved a family." Mikey said with a forced smile being happy that he was able to do something to help...by the time the firefighters would have gotten there..well the family wouldn't be alive or they would have a bit more severe burns just like him. "It was worth it."

"I'm glad you thin-" Bea was cut off by the sound of a loud and familiar voice. "Uh-Oh your wife has arrived..."

Bea walked beside Mark, they had to leave Mikey and his crazy wife alone to...possibly argue. "Didn't know you had family here. I thought they were proud New Yorkers." Mark said, Bea let out a soft sigh and glanced at him.

"Oh they are. Mikey moved here months ago before I did...no idea why he moved here but at least I have him here..."

"He can't be the only reason why you moved here..."

"You're right...there is a whole other reason why I moved here Mark..." Bea took his hand and led him away into an on call room, letting the door close behind the two. It was dark in here, Mark had a feeling about this and he was right when she pressed her lips against his. Before he had a chance to kiss her back, she pulled away from him.

"If you wanted me, all you had to do was ask." Mark said as he lifted her up and carried her to one of the beds and dropped her.