Ok, just to make it clear: This is NOT going to become a slash. I just think that Mark's had it a bit easy since him and Derek started talking again. And then there's the fact that he only ever seems to be a catalyst for all of the disasters at Seattle Grace, but never seems to have a real storyline himself. As Mark says that Derek is his family, I would say something to come between him and Derek in possibly a worse way than Addison cheating with Mark could be the most effective way of giving Mark a storyline. Some good came out of Addison and Mark (Mer/Der), but this could just give an opening for new or old characters, whether it's good or bad for the doctors. And then there are obviously the rumours that will be able to fly around Seattle Grace too…

Of Callie and Erica:

Callie felt nauseated. It took a desperate woman to sleep with Mark Sloan, she and Addison had established that a long time ago. How had it come to this again?

Although she had been happy with Erica for a few weeks, Callie was missing something. She was incomplete. "Not that someone like Mark Sloan could ever help me to be complete," She had to remind herself. So, writing the "vagina monologues" had been harder than anticipated. It was still worth it.

It wasn't often Callie met girls like Erica. Blonde, beautiful and bubbly. All of those girls normally looked down their noses at Callie. She shuddered at the memory of all those looks she'd gotten from Meredith and Izzie when she was with George. They were the kind of judgemental girls Callie normally met.

But Erica was the antiseptic for the sore. Callie was broken after George cheated with Izzie. And Erica made it better.

So what was she doing screwing Sloan? Why did she feel the need to compromise everything she had with Erica for 15 minutes, admittedly 15 good minutes, with Sloan?

Callie was brought to reality, guilt-ridden, by her pager. 911. Not something to be ignored. Checking her watch, she grimaced. It was too soon, Mark only left 10 minutes ago. Someone was bound to find out. She couldn't risk it. Erica couldn't find out.

Her pager went off again. 911. Definitely not something to be ignored. So, with as much speed as she could get away with, without looking suspicious, she left the room.

Her heart stopped. Her world stopped. She'd knew it was too soon.

Erica was standing by the nurse's station, with a knowing look on her face. Not only was Erica staring, but so were the nurses. They had done that since her and George had gotten divorced, but that didn't stop the feeling of her being surrounded by vultures, them ready to pick at what remained of her.

She couldn't stand it for a minute longer. Erica was her best friend, her partner. And to have done this to her, well, it just about killed Callie inside. She had to try and save what there could possibly be left. There could be hope…

Taking a deep breath, she walked towards a pile of charts that belonged to her. She needed Mr Driscoll's chart and that just happened to be next to where Erica was standing, or maybe it was vice versa? Callie didn't know. That wasn't the point though.

"Hi."

Callie waited anxiously. Erica looked up, rolled her eyes and turned. With every step that Erica took, Callie could feel her world crumbling. It was suffocating. She needed to think.

"Dr Torres, where were you? We paged you 911."

Lexie Grey was her intern today. She had a mildly concerned expression on her face, her head tilted slightly.

"Hmm? I was… Why aren't you with Mr Driscoll?"

"Dr Torres… Mr Driscoll died, time of death 15:42."

Seeing the annoyance form on Callie's face, Lexie scuttled off to follow Yang and Hahn.

Perfect. This was just what Callie needed. No Surgery, No Erica, No nothing. Maybe Callie fitted the Desperate profile right now. Desperate times…

"Somebody page Sloan!"