Okay, so my muse is back! Obviously, since I've written two chapters in two days! I'm taking full advantage of her presence, so hopefully I'll be able to update again in the next few days! Anyway, on with the show!

*****

"We're married".

The second the words came of her mouth, she could feel Mark's anger. She carefully looked up at him and realized he looked like he was about to explode.

"You're … what?", he asked her, even though is sounded more like a statement than a question. His voice was barely audible as he tried to contain his anger.

Knowing that he would most definitely come to the wrong conclusion, she spoke up.

"It's not like you think it is", she told him, as she tried to hold his gaze. However, all she got from him was an angry scowl before he focused his gaze on the docks in front of him.

"The hell it is".

"Believe me, I wish I wasn't married. But it happened. It was – no, it is – the biggest mistake of my life", she told him, as she gently placed a hand on his lower arm.

He shrugged out of her grip without a word. "I can't do this now", he told her and without looking at her he got out of the car.

Starting to feel desperate, Ashley got out of the car as well. 'Aren't you going to let me explain?", she yelled at him, as he was walking further away from her.

He suddenly spun back around to face her. "Explain? Explain! You've been lying to me for only God knows how long and you want to explain?", he yelled back, not able to contain his anger any longer.

"I know I haven't told you anything about Jason, but God, I just wanted to forget about him. So that's why I didn't say anything."

He scowled loudly. His broad shoulders, firm muscles and icy blue eyes would make a whole lot of people feel uncomfortable, but not her. She held her own as she stood in front of him and even though his eyes almost burned holes through hers, she kept his eyes locked with his.

Eventually, Mark spoke up first.

"Do you love him?", he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

She shook her head and then, to enforce the movement she said, "No, I don't. I don't think I ever loved him".

Carefully she took a few steps in his directions and was pleased to see that this time he didn't try to move out of her way. When she was close enough so she could touch him, she carefully placed both hands on his arms. He didn't try to get out her grip and his gaze never left hers. She gently slid her hands up his arms, over his shoulders, before letting them rest on his cheeks.

"I only love you", she whispered softly.

His scowl disappeared and she could feel his anger flow out of his body as he slowly relaxed under her touch. A few moments later a small smirk formed on his lips. He placed his hands on her upper arms, softly kneading them like he usually did. She closed her eyes in enjoyment. When she reopened her eyes, she found him smiling at her.

"We'll get through this", he told her, before giving her a soft kiss on her forehead.

*****

The sirens slowly died out as the ambulance reached the Ambulance Bay of SGH. Cristina and Bailey ran up to the Ambulance as the back doors were opened.

"What do we got?", Bailey asked one of the paramedics.

"Car crash victim, male, approximately between 35-40 years old, BP 70 over 40, coded twice on the way here", the paramedic explained while they wheeled the patients into the hospital.

After the patient was transferred to a one of hospital beds, the paramedics left and Bailey and Cristina started working on the patients.

"Number 4!", Cristina yelled, "I need a full blood- and chemical work up. Give me 4 bags of O+". Right after she finished, the intern ran off. Seconds later a familiar beep could be heard.

"Code Blue!", Bailey called out, before rushing to the patients side. Moments later, nurse Olivia arrived with the crash cart. Cristina had already started CPR.

"Charge to 200!", Bailey yelled.

"Clear!"

Cristina looked at the cardiac monitor. "No change!", she said.

"Charge to 300!"

"Clear!"

"Still no change", Cristina told them.

"Charge to 360!", Bailey yelled again.

"Clear!"

"Still nothing", Cristina said, as she started CPR again. "Why the hell won't he stabilize! We need to get his ass into surgery right now!".

Seconds later the intern came back and gave one of the bags of blood to Olivia. She immediately started the transfusion and hang the bag on the standard.

*****

10 minutes later, Bailey spoke up.

"Time of death: 11.50 pm."

Cristina and Olivia turned off the machines that surrounded their patients.

"Does he even have a name?", Olivia asked, to nobody in particular.

"I don't know", Cristina told her. "I ain't grabbing a wallet out of a death man's pocket though", she continued.

Olivia rolled her eyes, before carefully searching the victims body for the wallet. When she found it, she gently picked up the black leather wallet before searching its contents for some kind of identification.

"Ahh, got it! His name's Winters. Jason Winters".

TBC!