The little bell sounded as Derek opened the door to the cafeteria where he had an appointment with his friend. Derek found Mark, who has made himself comfortable on a chair, drinking freshly made Italian cappuccino and reading a newspaper.
"Good morning!" Derek greeted cheerfully, taking a seat.
Mark lowered his newspaper."I would just say Hi would be more than enough because good morning does not mean anything to me. We even say good morning in a bad morning - rain, heavy or snow besides I need to inform you that the morning has already passed." He replied in his typical manner.
"I'm not late at all," Derek glanced at his watch, "but I am curious to know when did you start to pay attention to the time?"
"Since I had only 3 hours left to live last night," Mark answered.
"Yeah, thank you for reminding me to do that…" Saying that Derek hit strongly Mark's shoulder.
"Hey!" Mark objected instantly.
"This is for that you frightened me out of my wits! You scared me to death!" Derek explained seriously and added, "You can't even imagine the things I've endured," his voice sounded dramatic.
"You?!"
"You shortened my life at least with ten years, and those would have been the best ones of my life with Meredith." Derek complained.
"Meredith and you are together again?!" Mark was surprised.
"Yep, and this time our love will last forever blooming and burning with every moment that we will spend together!" Derek said poetically.
Mark raised an eyebrow looking at his friend straight in the eyes. "I'm very glad for you!" He congratulated him.
"I'm glad too, that you are alive," Derek smiled.
"Oh man, I'm more alive than I have ever been!" Mark exclaimed.
Their conversation was interrupted from a perky waitress, which turned around them flirtatiously.
"What would you like drinking?" She asked, showing her big white teeth.
"May be cappuccino?" Derek suggested smiling.
"Do you want it wet or dry?" The waitress asked playfully shaking her breasts that looked to be huge under the tight, white uniform shirt.
"Regular please," Derek clarified keeping control before this seductive view.
"I will bring it for you right now!" She winked at them throwing a leer.
"Oh great…and I would try this marvelous Panini with the prosciutto and arugula which I saw on the window display," Derek ordered.
"Good choice!" The waitress observed with a knowing look. She slowly turned and went to fill the order.
"Why all the time you choose such places?" Derek asked still staring after the girl.
"What places?" Mark raised eyebrows in question.
"With such temptations…"
"You mean the Panini…" Mark smirked.
"I mean the waitress…" Derek specified.
"I thought the only temptation for you is Meredith," Mark said.
"She is… I'm talking about you!" Derek told.
"That's not a temptation for me anymore," Mark declared.
"Have you taken your temperature today?" Derek bothered.
"No, I am in good health."
"No you are not!" Derek estimated.
The waitress went back again putting a cup of cappuccino in front Derek together with the Panini. He thanked her very kindly.
"I guess, Meredith exhausted your energy last night, as you are going to eat all that food." Mark noticed after the girl has gone.
"Yeah I am starving, although that breakfast could not be compared with all delicious things, which Izzie Stevens prepares every morning." Derek admitted.
Mark's heart started beating fast.
"Izzie Stevens prepares you a breakfast?" He repeated trying to sound insignificant.
"Well when I'm at Meredith's. Izzie is great, she is making marvelous muffins," Derek clarified.
Mark nodded.
"You " He stammered a little, "Have you seen her this morning?"
"Yes, I saw her, but she seemed to me a little distracted. I guess it is normal, after all that happened to you last night," Derek suggested.
"She was distracted, so that's it?"
"I think so," Derek confirmed.
Mark wondered in what way he could get more particulars from Derek about Izzie.
"Did she say that she could come today in the hospital?" Mark said casually.
"No she didn't," Derek shook a head.
"I see. "Mark sipped from his cappuccino, "Can I ask you something?" He asked suddenly.
Derek lifted his eyes, staring at his friend in wonder.
"Sure, go ahead!" He encouraged him.
Mark took a big gulp of cappuccino and shifted in his seat to make himself comfortable… trying unsuccessfully to mask his nervousness and excitement.
"When did you realize Meredith was the woman for you? I mean…" Mark paused, "Did you felt something special the first night you have met her?"
"Why is that?" Derek questioned.
"I'm just curious," Mark simply said.
"Well... Yes, I think about that there is some predetermination. Call you destiny if you wish, but when you meet that special woman you would feel it here," Derek pointed at his heart, "When I came out of Meredith's house that morning after the night we spent together, I thought I would never see her again but I was wrong. When I saw her few hours late in the hospital, that incredible thrill appeared. I had forgotten for everything for New York, for Addison, for you..., as my life began at that moment." Derek's face acquired an amazing countenance, remembering his first excitement with Meredith. Mark was listening to him attentively.
"In the beginning Meredith thought that all is about the thrill of the chase, but for me it wasn't a game." Derek continued, "Yes there is a thrill, but it is between two people- chemical reaction with emotional intensity, which would explode and becomes in love subsequently." He told with dreaming smile in his face, "Why you are asking me about that?"
"Well... I don't know, I'm just asking out of curiosity," Mark sipped from his cappuccino again.
Derek frowned and looked at his friend suspiciously. "All right, what's up here?"
"I have no clue what you are talking about," Mark evaded a question.
"I know you very well. What am I missing here?" Derek asked.
"Nothing," Mark replied innocently.
"What have you done?" Derek insisted.
"Why do you think I've done something," Mark wondered.
"I don't think, I'm sure you have done something really stupid!"
Mark sighed and held his hand with hands.
"Oh man, you won't believe what happened to me last night!" Mark exclaimed.
"I know what happened to you last night," Derek said biting his sandwich.
"No you don't know. Me and Izzie..," Mark paused.
"Izzie?!" Derek raised eyebrows in question.
"What?"
"Since when Izzie is Izzie?" Derek asked, chewing his sandwich.
"Since we had sex!" Mark shouted.
Derek choked with the sandwich.
"You what?"
"Don't look at me with that face!" Mark asked.
Derek stood with аn opened mouth and widely opened eyes.
"I know you are surprised but I assure you so am I." Mark was silent for a moment. He couldn't find the words. Finally he spoke, "It wasn't sex, I mean it was, but there was something more… The connection between us was very strong. I don't know how to explain you, because it is still incomprehensible for me. That you are saying about this chemical reaction and the thrill, I had a feeling, the air was full with vibrations that had flying everywhere. It was a fucking fantastic sex, no one woman I've ever been with has never filled me in a way as Izzie did it. The pleasure was not only physically, but emotionally too," Mark was talking with such a big enthusiasm that Derek could not believe in his ears, that exactly his best friend was saying all those words.
"You and Izzie Stevens?" Derek mumbled.
"Yeah,Stevens and me, can you imagine it? We've stuck in the damned elevator… Actually I think it is not so damned..," Mark grinned.
"I guess it is not. What are you going to do now?", Derek asked.
"What shall I do?!"
"Mark," Derek began talking, his voice was serious, "Izzie is a good girl, saying good I mean she is not as the women you may just have fun. Izzie is a sensitive girl and she has suffered a lot. Don't hurt her." The last sentence sounded as a warning.
"I won't hurt her. I really like her, I have always liked her, but I don't know what that means. I haven't a clue what to do," Mark looked anxious.
"It all depends on what you want," Derek explained.
"When I was in the bar last night, I saw Rose there. She was pretty drunk and offered me sex. I refused. I won't be with women just for sex anymore. I want something more. When I came out of the bar, I went in the direction of the hospital, without having idea why. I thought how much I have needed to change my life, in that moment I crashed on Izzie. After that everything happened so fast… the elevator… the bomb. Derek, the truth is that I don't know how to start this change…"
Derek smiled, was staring at his friend.
"I think the big change has already come in your life. Oh yeah! You are in a big trouble my dear friend," Derek smirked.
Mark frowned. "What do you want to say?" He asked.
"Oh, you'll see…" Derek smiled content, "Finally Mark Sloan will find his match. Do you know what? Izzie Stevens is your girl; she is the person who will manage to domesticate you! Oh yeah, Izzie will definitely bring you into line."
Mark looked Derek's pleased countenance really preoccupied.
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Meredith's house
Cristina, George and Lexie were just about to leave the house, when Izzie got out the stairs.
"Wait!," She shouted after them. They stopped in front of the door.
Cristina looked her up and down critically.
"Where do you think you are going to?" She asked.
"I'm going to the hospital," Izzie said calmly.
"You are going to work dressed in this way?!" Cristina made a face.
"Am I look bad?!" Izzie bothered.
"Bad? You have dressed up as if you are going to disco club," Cristina estimated.
"Excuse me?!"
"You have put your nicest jeans; you have dressed your most expensive jacket, that you wearing only if you have a special reason for that. And this scarf? You also have made you up!"
"Don't exaggerate so much! I just put on lipstick!"
"Since when you have begun to pay attention how you look like?"
"I've always care about my looking," Izzie justified herself, while was passing beside Cristina.
"I bet you also have shaved your legs because of … Dr. Sloan...," Cristina grinned.
"Shut up! Аnd just to inform you I don't need to shave my legs!" Saying that Izzie opened the door and went out. Her friends exchanged puzzled glances and followed Izzie.
In the car
"Oh my God! Izzie, what's that perfume? I'm going to be sick!" Cristina exclaimed.
"Do you know what an awful person you are?" Izzie hissed.
"I know!" Cristina smirked.
George was driving the car. Lexie was seated in the front seat next to him. Izzie and Cristina stood behind them.
"You should help me! I don't know how to look him in the face," Izzie said.
"What is the problem? You had just sex! Why you must look him at the face, it is evidently in his pants you could find something more interesting " Cristina giggled.
"Don't be cynic, please! I'm talking seriously. I'm afraid I could not control myself, when he would be close to me. Furthermore I said to him some things…" Izzie admitted.
"What did you say to him?" Cristina immediately asked.
"I told him, I have never felt such a pleasure with a man…" Izzie mumbled embarrassed.
"You have said that?" George called, putting on the brake.
"Watch the road!" Lexie screamed.
"Have you really said to him that?" George repeated.
"Without offence Bambie!" Cristina laughed.
"Oh George sorry! I didn't want to say that, you know how I liked…" Izzie couldn't continue because George interrupted her.
"Don't go on, please!" He said rudely.
"Damned! What a stupid I'm!" Izzie hide his face with hands.
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SGH
Mark and Derek together entered the hospital.
"See you later. I'm going to find Meredith," Derek said.
"OK! Go!" Mark said and headed to the stairs.
"Don't you use the elevator?" Derek smirked.
"I use the stairs this time. If something would happen again, I prefer Izzie's company than yours."
"I'm sure about that!" Derek laughed.
Mark was walking through the corridor and turned to the stairs.
"Erica!" He shouted seeing Dr. Hahn in a small distance before him.
"Sloan." She replied with her usual stone face.
"How are you this morning?" Mark asked giving a conspiratorial smile to her.
"Everything is all right!" Erica said coldly, "I need your opinion for one of my patients. When would you have a time?"
Mark stared at her and altered his tone.
"I go to change and after we can talk," he said dryly.
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Callie parked his car in the car park of the hospital. She got in the hospital and went to change into scrubs.
Izzie made his way to the locker room. She was looking around nervously. Izzie was afraid to meet Mark, she didn't know how to react and what should have to say. When Izzie turned on the left side of the corridor, she saw Mark coming from the bottom of the corridor.
"Shit!" She stopped. Izzie bustled about and her gaze fall to a small room, where the cleaners were keeping their stuff. She immediately rushed to the room, when before the room's door Izzie run to Callie, who was coming from the opposite side. Callie had seen Erica and she also like Izzie wanted to hide in the room. They both elbowed each other before the door, every one of them tried to enter first.
"Move aside! I have to get in!" Izzie said.
"No, I have to enter… at that quickly!" Callie told.
After the short struggle Izzie and Callie jammed into inside, slamming the door after them. They leaned their backs to the door, letting out a sigh of release. In a few seconds they turned to face one to another.
"Do you hide from someone?" Callie asked.
"No," Izzie lied, "what about you?"
"No," Callie denied, "neither me."
There was silence.
"Why did you get in here?" Callie broke the silence.
"I always enter here," Izzie replied calmly.
Callie glanced at her suspiciously.
"Recharge the battery before work. Few minutes alone."
"Oh, I see!" Callie nodded.
The silence returned again. They prayed for the same thing. Izzie prayed Mark had gone, and Callie- Erica not to be there when she would come out of the room.
"Are you ready?" Callie asked after couple of minutes
"Yeah! I think so…" Izzie hesitatingly answered. She only hoped the way was clear.
"Then, shall we come out of here," Callie offered timidly.
"Yes, after you!" Izzie smiled.
"No, you go first!" Callie said kindly.
After a short dispute who should go out first, Izzie gave way before Callie. She turned to the door opening it slowly and cautiously. Izzie peered outside. Mark wasn't there and she sneaked out of the room. Callie followed her immediately. They run through the corridor.
Erica and Mark were on the left side of the corridor, where Izzie and Callie couldn't see them. They discussed the chart of a patient, but at the moment when Izzie and Callie were sneaking out the room, Erica and Mark lifted their heads.
"What the hell was that?" Erica frowned.
"I don't have any idea…" Mark mumbled gaping after Izzie.
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Izzie has changed into scrubs and went to see Dr. Bailey. When she found her, Miranda told Izzie to go in the Clinic, because today was full with patients. Izzie was happy to hear that. Probably the meeting with Mark would put off at the time.
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Mark filled a chart of a patient leaned on the nurse's station, when George and Lexie appeared before him.
"Dr. Sloan we will work with you today," George informed him.
Mark scrawled at them.
"Both of you?" He asked, giving back his eye to the chart.
"Yes," George and Lexie answered.
"So wait for me to finish here and we go to my patient," Mark said.
George and Lexie were waiting for Mark to finish with the paper work. Lexie and especially George gazed at their attending with a curious look. Mark felt their eyes and lifted his head.
"Why are you staring at me in that way?
"What way?"
"Intently."
"We don't look at you," they hurried to deny, shaking their heads.
Mark looked them up and down and he closed the chart at a blow.
"So let's take up a job," Mark went a head and George and Lexie followed him.
"Why do the women like him so much? Is he that cool?" George whispered to Lexie, while were walking after Mark.
"I think you are much cooler than him," Lexcie spontaneously admitted.
George stopped walking and looked at Lexie.
"You think I'm much cooler than Mark Sloan?"
"Yep I think so! If I could choose between you and him, I would always take you!" Lexie declared.
His face broadened out into a smile. They stood there watching each other, without paying attention where they were found. The moment was broken of Mark.
"Usually I'm all for the love but today I've very complicated case and I hope you will concentrate on it, instead of watching each other amorously," Mark smirked.
Lexie and George blushed immediately.
Before they had reached the room of Mark's patient he turned to George and Lexie.
"Have you seen Dr. Stevens today?"
Lexie and George exchanged puzzled glances.
"No we haven't seen her," George replied.
"We have no idea where she could be," Lexie added.
Mark just nodded. The three entered the room. After Mark has acquainted them with the patient's case they went in a computer room, where Mark began to explain them about the surgery.
"Dr. Sloan can I talk with you for a minute?" Rose stood before Mark. She looked embarrassment.
Mark lifted his head.
"Rose, I am busy now," he said dryly.
"Yes I know, but I will not waste your time. I need to speak with you," she insisted.
Mark hesitated for a moment and after he stood up.
"You two think about how we could make the cut open without threatening an optic nerve," Mark ordered.
George and Lexie nodded assent, but instead of think about Mark's order, they immediately pricked their ears up.
"I would like to apologize for my behavior last night. I abused with the alcohol and I went too far," Rose explained.
"Forget it," Mark calmed her.
"I heard about the bomb…and I was very scared for you. I'm so glad you are all right," she smiled without moving her eyes from his one's.
"Yeah everything is okay," Mark replied shortly.
"We can drink something after work," Rose stormed.
"I don't know Rose, I doubt I can. I'm not sure at what time I could finish here," he declined her invitation skillfully.
"I see, well may be next time. I'm sorry I disturbed your work."
"It's okay."
Lexie and George made disgusting faces, while were listening the conversation between Mark and Rose.
"Did you see how she had offered to him? It's enough to make one sick," Lexie revolted.
"I can't believe he got the brush her off," George astonished.
"I think he really likes Izzie. What you will say about the way he asked for her? I think these two would be a great couple," Lexie sounded delighted.
"Do you believe in that?"
"Is that teasing you?" She asked sadly.
"Of course not. Izzie was my best friend… she is still my best friend. I only have doubts about his good intentions." George explained.
"O'Malley I understand, that you are trying to impress Dr. Grey, if you need a good advice from the specialist you can rely on me. And I'll give you one right now. Keep your forces after work!" Mark whispered in George's ear before seating again.
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"Yang!" That voice made Cristina frozen. She slowly turned around.
"Can I help you, Dr. Sloan?"
"Do you know where is Dr. Stevens ?" Mark asked.
"No," was Cristina's short reply.
"Okay, if you see her tell her I'm looking for her."
"Sure I will do it!" She confirmed with a devilish smirk on her face.
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Meredith and Derek stood in seclusion in the quiet corner, when their romantic moment had broken by Mark.
"Is there anything in the air today? I have a feeling that all people in that hospital have indulged themselves in carnal pleasures here…," Mark noticed.
"I think you are the one, who indulge himself in carnal passions in this hospital," Derek reminded to him.
"It is, but I see how many followers I have," Mark smirked.
Derek laughed. Mark turned to Meredith.
"Have you seen Iz… uh, Dr. Stevens ?" He asked.
"No, I haven't." Meredith replied honestly.
"In case you see her, tell to call me," he told.
"Sure."
"Good, see you later!" Mark left.
Derek grinned, following him by sight.
"What is that smile?" Meredith asked him.
"What smile?"
"That you have on your face…It's absolutely complacent smile."
"I'm just happy that my best friend is alive… "very alive," Derek emphasized to the last two words.
Meredith looked at him, without understanding what the meaning of his words was.
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Izzie was sneaking out the corridor, looking round every corner. She only prayed not to run against Mark. Izzie reached the cafeteria freely, peering inside. Mark wasn't there. She saw Lexie and George having lunch together. Izzie joined them.
"God, I had to sweat it out until come here!" Izzie collapsed in one chair.
"You can't hide forever!" George observed.
"I know… but I feel embarrassed."
"You haven't felt embarrassed doing dirty things in the elevator, " Cristina giggled behind her back.
"Go to hell, Cristina! You scared me!" Izzie shouted.
"Sloan is looking for you," Cristina announced.
"He is looking for me…" Izzie repeated, opening her eyes widely.
"Yes he asked us too about you. He said to call him," Lexie informed.
"Oh God, what shall I do now?" Izzie complained.
"You'll see him some time or other the sooner, the better," Cristina philosophically concluded.
"Nurse Rose flirted with McSteamy today, but he cut her off," Lexcie notified.
"Really?!" Izzie exclaimed.
"Yeah, she invited him for a drink after work, but Dr. Sloan refused. Izzie I think he really likes you," Lexcie smiled.
"Hey, there you are!" Meredith interrupted their conversation, "Izzie, Mark Sloan is looking for you in the whole hospital? What have you done?"
"Whatever she has done, it's evidently she has done it well, after Sloan is looking for her," Cristina giggled.
Izzie gave her a bad look.
"OK, I want to know what happens here." Meredith asked with a serious countenance.
Izzie sighed, closing her eyes.
"IZZIE!!" Meredith raised her eyebrows awaiting.
"Me and Mark… I mean Dr. Sloan…we …last night…in the elevator…" Izzie mumbled rambling.
"Oh my God!" Meredith exclaimed, "You have had sex with McSteamy?"
"Yeah, and I want to do it again," Izzie ejaculated.
"Oh please…Leave me alone with my lunch," Cristina requested.
"Cristina!" Meredith shouted.
"What?" Cristina asked.
"Just shit up!" Meredith hissed, "Izzie, how exactly did this happen? I mean I know how such thing happened but…"
"I don't know, еverything began when Alex kissed me…"
"Alex kissed you?" All exclaimed in one voice.
"Yes, but he was miserable because of Rebeca and I escaped from the house…I went to the hospital, where run into Mark, then the elevator…the bomb…we were talking and suddenly he kissed me, I felt dizzy, my legs couldn't hold me anymore then I got into the heaven. God, I don't know why all that happened, but I can't stop thinking for him.." Izzie admitted.
"Alex is coming," Lexie warned.
"Please, don't let him know about that," Izzie begged.
"Hi guys! Iz, I heart Sloan is looking for you," Alex told.
"Really?" Izzie looked surprised.
"Are you in trouble?" Alex asked her.
"I don't know…I have to go!" Izzie stood up.
"Wait!" Alex called. She turned to face him. He pulled her aside.
"Iz, I'm sorry for last night. I behaved stupidly. I understood for the bomb today, I feel very guilty you narrowly missed being killed and I wouldn't know."
"No Alex you don't have to apologize. Everything is all right and I'm alive and I feel great!" She smiled at him.
"Are we still friends?" He replied to her smile.
"Of course we are!" She confirmed.
"Great!" Alex kissed her cheek, "Now go to see what you have done to Sloan. You should trouble a lot as he looking for you so."
"Yeah…probably!" Izzie sighed and went out the cafeteria, "I really troubled a lot," she said to herself.
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Late this evening
Izzie slowly took her bottoms scrubs off and put her jeans on. After she did the same with her top scrub and her blouse. Izzie dressed her jacket and wrapped her scarf around her neck. She took her lipstick from the locker and painted her lips.
"Are you avoiding me?" A familiar husky voice made her heart start beating wildly. Her ears were ringing, her legs trembling. Izzie slowly turned. Mark stood leaning his shoulder on the door's frame and stared at her.
"I…I don't avoid you," Izzie hardly mumbled.
"Then why you are hiding from me all day?" Mark asked.
"I don't hide myself. I was very busy today in the Clinic," she justified.
Mark nodded.
"How are you today?" He asked softly.
"Fine…I feel happy I am alive!"
"Did you call your mother?"
"Yeah, I did it. I called her few hours ago. I think she was glad,"
"That's good. And did you say to your friends how much you love them?"
"Yes and they know that!"
Mark moved from the door's frame and with small steps he headed toward Izzie. She swallowed. Izzie had a feeling that her heart pounded so fast that Mark could hear it.
"What about that you said to me?" Mark smirked.
"I thought I'm dying!" Izzie justified.
"Really?"
"Yes… last night was sex…just sex!" Izzie tried to stop him with her words.
"You never make just sex!"
"Already make!"
"Since when you have started to have just sex?" Mark was dangerously near her.
"I got the infection from you," Izzie declared watching him in the eyes.
"Interesting…As for me I think I got infection from you…," Mark put his hands above her head, jamming her in that way. He was from the millimeters away her lips. Izzie swallowed again, she couldn't think, no sound could come her throat out. The air became red hot. She had a feeling the room became smaller and smaller. The only thing she could see were Mark's eyes. Izzie felt his soft hand touching her cheek. She closed eyes. Mark's mouth was over her one. Her back was pressed to the locker. His tongue entered her mouth vigorously, she gave it full access. That was a hot, passionate and burning kiss. The desire that streamed from them was expressed in that kiss. They were kissing for long minutes. No one had kissed her in that way…, no one made him to kiss someone in that way. When they remained out of breath, Mark pulled slightly away her mouth. He didn't remove his eyes from her. She kept her breath. She tried to find her thoughts that were scattered in all directions.
"Don't do that again!"
"What I'm doing?"
"Don't kiss me in that way. You confuse me!"
"And you drive me crazy!"
"Don't talk to me so. We have to stop that!"
"I don't want to stop!"
"I want!"
"No, you don't!"
"How could you know what I want?"
"I can see it in your eyes!"
"Stop that! I don't want to look me, kiss me and talk to me in that way…Let's just pretend yesterday never happened…there wasn't elevator…there wasn't sex…or whatever was that."
"Izzie…" Mark mumbled, touching her cheek tenderly.
"No…please! I have to go!"
"Then go!"
Izzie's legs were paralyzed.
"I think you said you are going," Mark smirked.
"I'm going and you will stay. See I'm leaving!" Izzie wrung out and headed to the door. Mark turned and leaned his back to the locker.
"You will back!"
"No"
"It may not be now, but you will do it. You can not resist…"
"You are very self-confident, but you don't know me Dr. Sloan. I will not play your game!" Saying that she left.
Mark smirked staring toward the door.
"OK, Stevens! I will play your game, let's see who would resist in the end…"