Jenna's POV

I run as far as I can, but after an hour and a half, my body is telling me to stop and breathe. As I look around while trying to catch my breath, I see that I am only a couple streets over from the hospital, having run in almost a complete circle. I start to make my way back to the hospital slowly, trying to lower my pulse since it was racing, and know that once I am back in the hospital I need to get some water. When I get back inside the building, I notice that not much has changed apart from the fact that I was somewhat sweaty now. "You a runner?" A voice asks from behind, and I turn to see the coffee cart employee from earlier standing near me.

"Yeah, I've been a runner for a long time."

"I could tell by the fact you've been gone for almost two hours. Not many people would go running like that unless they've been running for years. I'm Mathew." He holds out a hand to me.

"Jenna." I say and lightly shake his hand.

"So are you a patient, family, or something else?" He asks and smiles with the question.

"My suppose-to-be-father is a doctor here."

"Who's your dad?"

"Mark Sloan." He looks at me for a second and normally if a guy did that I would feel weird, but in this moment, it didn't feel weird at all.

"I can see the resemblance. So did you just move here?" I nod. "Are you going to Seattle Prep?" I nod again, this time a little slower since I thought it was a bit weird that he guessed it on the first try. "I go there so I was betting that your dad would send you there since it is the closest to the hospital."

"You go to Seattle Prep?" I ask and he nods.

"I'm a junior. My dad got me a job here since he's friends with the chief. I work on break, weekends, and sometimes after school."

"That's cool I guess." I look around and realize that I should probably get going. "I'm betting that after I ran out like that I should let someone know I'm back."

"I'll let you go, but I'll see you later?" He asks and I nod.

"It will be good to know at least one person come Monday." And he smiles as I start to walk off. I walk to the nurses' station and see a dark haired doctor standing around marking on a chart and I am betting that she would know where Callie or Mark are. "Excuse me," She turns to look at me with brown eyes. "Do you know where Dr. Torres or Dr. Sloan are?" I ask.

"Dr. Torres is probably in the ER. Dr. Sloan is up in his office I think." She looks at me for a second. "You must be Jenna." I nod. "I'm Lexie Grey."

"Well thank you Dr. Grey."

"You can call me Lexie, Jenna."

"Ok, Lexie. I'm going to go find Callie." I say and walk off towards where I think the ER is. When I walk in I see many different doctors running around, dealing with different injuries. Callie finishes putting a cast on someone and after getting a nurse to come and finish up with the patient she turns around and sees me.

"Jenna! You really freaked your dad out! You can't just run out of the hospital!" She says after coming over to where I was.

"Screw Mark. Why should I care how he felt? Obviously he didn't care how I felt."

"Jenna, you need to talk with him, at least let him know you're back, he was worried when you disappeared."

"Was that before or after the daycare lady told him I had stopped by?"

"Jenna. Talk to him."

"Fine," I say as I walk out of the ER, but I know deep down I don't want to.

"He's in his office, by the way."

"Thanks," I say in a monotone. I walk up to his office dreading the conversation I wasn't ready for. Right when I am about round the corner to the hallway where his office is, I see Mark run down the hallway glancing at his pager. I smile to myself a little knowing that I can put off the conversation I don't want to have for now. I walk into his office and see a stack of books as well as two envelopes with my name on them. One says my name and has the Seattle Preparatory return address, so I open that one first. After looking at my schedule and my assignments, I look at the other envelope, which just says Jenna on it and I know it must be from Mark.

Jenna-

I know you're mad, but when I get back we need to talk. Work on your assignments and I put some money here for lunch. There is a cafeteria down on the first floor. I'll be back soon.

I noticed that he didn't sign a name at the bottom, but right now I could care less. I grab the money as well as my French and US history books and the assignments that go with them before walking to the lobby, since I know if I stay in his office, he will be back before I am ready to see him.