"Help me," Grace pleaded. Jake hadn't been a viable match for Grace's transplant, and Mark had gone through the motions to force Grace to take Julia's kidney. It was the day of the transplant and Grace was still resisting as hard as she could, but Mark had ordered the doctors to sedate her again if she tried to fight.
"I can't do anything honey," said Addison. "I wish I could, I've been trying to get your Dad to see sense but…you'll be okay, we have the best surgeons waiting for you."
"I don't care I don't want it…why is he doing this?"
"You're kidney is about to pack in, you need this surgery…he loves you and wants you to be okay," said Addison.
"I hate him."
"I have to go, you'll be alright I promise," said Addison. "Don't be too hard on your Dad."
"Please don't let him do this," Grace begged.
"I'm sorry," said Addison her eyes filling up. She had known Grace since she was born and she hated seeing her so weak, and begging for help.
"How is she?" asked Mark who was hovering outside her room. Grace wouldn't let him see her, the last time he had tried to go in she had started screaming until the nurses made him leave.
"How do you think she is? She is terrified…Mark don't do this," said Addison.
"I have to…she'll see it's for her own good."
"Yeah maybe it is but this is not way to make her see that," she hissed.
"I have to do it this way, she could be dead by the time she sees I'm right and she's wrong, you know how stubborn she is," said Mark.
"I can't imagine where she gets that from."
"How is she?" Mark repeated.
"Terrified, she feels betrayed and alone. But medically she is doing alright," sighed Addison. "I mean it Mark, this could be thing that pushes her away for good."
"At least she'll be alive to push me away."
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"How are you feeling?" Jake asked softly. Everyone else had gone home after Grace had woken up from her surgery.
"I'm fine," she said.
"Are you in pain?" he asked worriedly.
"Not really I'm drugged up to my eyeballs," said Grace taking Jake's hand. "How are you? You weren't worrying yourself to much, were you?"
"You were sliced open, a vital organ was pulled out and another was stuffed in its place. Of course I was worried," said Jake kissing her hand.
"But I'm fine, I told you I would be."
"I know you were right, as always," said Jake. Then he made the mistake of looking up and he saw Mark standing outside Grace's room giving him the death glare. "Grace I need to talk to you."
"About what?" asked Grace not even suspecting what he was about to say.
"I've been thinking and I think that maybe…maybe…"
"Maybe what?" said Grace confused, why couldn't he just spit it out already?
"Maybe you were right."
"About what?"
"About us. Maybe we are too young for this…I mean I'm going to LA in few weeks for college and…you're only 16 Gracie."
"You're breaking up with me?" said Grace calmly.
"It's not like that," said Jake desperately.
"But you want to end things, right?"
"It's for the best," said Jake. "We couldn't make it work for different ends of the country anyway."
"Alright then," said Grace taking a deep breath trying to keep tears from forming in her eyes. "You should leave now."
"Gracie…"
"I mean it. Hospitals are depressing places, you shouldn't be here if you don't to be."
"Grace I'm sorry, I want us to be…"
"If you say friends I am going to punch you," snapped Grace. "Just fuck off!"
"Grace," said Jake helplessly.
"Fuck off Jake or I'll start screaming."
"Alright I'm going," said Jake taking one last look at her.
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"Have fun in LA," said Mark dryly. Jake was going straight from the hospital to the airport, he had been offered a summer internship at LA General hospital.
"Yeah," said Jake. "Do you really think she's going to want anything to do with you after all this?"
"That's none of your fucking business anymore, just keep your mucky paws away from Grace!"
"You should be locked up, you know that?" shouted Jake not caring that Mark was twice his size and ready to murder him already. "You forced her to have a surgery she didn't want, and now…"
"Now what? I'm protecting her from you. In case you forgot Grace is only sixteen. Underage. You should be grateful I'm not having you locked up!"
"That is enough," said Derek deciding it was time to intervene. "Both of you. Jake get in the car, Mark go and check on Grace."
"I'm sorry Uncle Derek," said Jake when Mark had gone into the hospital. "It wasn't what he is saying… I really do love her."
"I know you think you do…it will pass, I promise," said Derek gently.
"Right," muttered Jake. He knew it was pointless to argue, not matter what he said Derek would just think it was a teenage crush that would pass, and Jake just didn't have any energy left to fight them.
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"You better know what you're doing," said Addison to Mark that night.
"I do."
"I have just held Grace for hours while she cried herself to sleep," shouted Addison. "You could have left a week or two, until she's recovered."
"Left her a week or two with him, are you serious?"
"What harm could it have done?"
"Plenty," snapped Mark.
"She is in such a state, she could reject the kidney and we'll be back to square one."
"I'll get one of the nurses to give her something," said Mark stonily.
"Sure dope her up."
"I know what I'm doing Addison, just leave it alright!"
"You better."