A/N: Thanks again for all your nice comments… we weren't sure if you would like the Alex/Lewis post, because it was… well… extremely dirty… and we're sorry for that ^^" But it was fun nevertheless to bring out this side of Alex… but this chapter will bring you Mark back, and a little more of Jackson… With the next few chapters, you will definitely learn to understand Lewis' and Michael's motives a little more, and even though if they seem to be like the total assholes, there is a lot more behind the story… we're really curious whether you all like it or not… :-)

By the way: Merry Christmas to all of you… Or Happy Chanukah… or whatever you're celebrating, IF you celebrate something. We wish you nice holidays… :)

And now let's get to Chapter 23… Enjoy! :)

Mark Sloan POV:

Mark was pretty nervous once he arrived at the hospital. Today would be the big day. The day he would meet with Doctor Lee and at the same time meet his new therapist who he knew nothing about so far. Doctor Lee had just told him that he was good. Very good, indeed, and that if anyone could help Mark, it would be him. And Mark trusted Doctor Lee. He trusted his judgement.

Unfortunately, Jackson wasn't there to keep him company. He had an early shift and so he couldn't join Mark, even though Mark had asked him to, but it was okay for him.

Still, at some point they really needed to talk. Things between them had been difficult to say at least, and Mark still had a problem with Jackson not talking to him about the things that were really important. He didn't want to pressure him or anything like that, but he also couldn't really bear the thought that Jackson was shutting him out on a big part of his life.

Sighing, he made his way down the hallway to Doctor Lee's office, looking at his watch. He still had like 10 minutes time to kill, so he just sat down in the waiting area, when a slightly familiar voice attracted his attention.

"Doctor Sloan. Haven't seen you since the surgery I had with Doctor Avery," Michael Holt said with a wide smile. "How are you?"

Mark tried not to roll his eyes. This Holt was the last person he wanted to see right now and still he couldn't show it, because he had done nothing to him personally, so he had no apparent reason to hold a grudge against him. Not really.

"I'm good, thank you. Just here for a consult with Doctor Lee," Mark replied politely.

"Oh, so I'm I... then I guess you're the patient?" Michael's smile seemed to grow even wider.

"Maybe..." Mark simply stated and looked to the door of Doctor Lee's office nervously. Why would Doctor Lee need this Holt to consult if it was about him? It was already clear what was wrong with him and he already would meet his therapist today, so no need for another consult, right?

"Okay, then I guess I'll see you soon eventually..." He turned away and was already at the door when he looked at Mark again. "Nice to see you again."

Before Mark could even reply, Holt was already inside Dr. Lee's office with a knock and Mark leaned back in his chair. God, he was nervous. More than he thought he would be. He hoped, this guy... this other doctor... would really be as good as Dr. Lee said. And he hoped, he would like him. He didn't know if he could work with someone who was maybe totally not likeable. Like Holt.

A small grin appeared on Mark's lips. It already seemed like barely anyone liked this Holt at all, and he seemed to not even notice. Or maybe he just didn't care, because he was way too much in love with himself. Meredith seriously seemed be the only one who wanted to be in the same room with him for longer than a couple of seconds.

All of a sudden Mark heard the door of Doctor Lee's office open again and turned around just in time to see Dr. Lee and Holt say good-bye with a handshake and with a last smile at him, Holt made his way down the hallway, before Dr. Lee turned around to look at him.

"Dr. Sloan. You're in time" He made his way to Mark and looked at him, as Mark got up from his chair.

"Yeah... Since this is really important to me... I mean... to get back on track. To get my shit together and work again, of course I'm here in time, but I have to admit: I'm... nervous." Mark didn't mean to say it this open, but on the other hand it might be good that he was.

"You don't need to be. Your therapist is really good. You're gonna like him, I'm sure. He's already waiting for you in my office." Dr. Lee replied.

Mark nodded, before he started following Doctor Lee in his office where he could already see a man standing with his back to Mark. A tall, dark haired man and - as far as Mark could judge - with quite a nice body. He didn't wear a lab coat or anything like that, only jeans and a t-shirt, so he was very casual.

"Dr. Sloan, meet your new therapist," Dr. Lee said, once they had entered his office and his door was closed behind him, and the moment the other guy turned around, it hit Mark like a thunderstorm. Those eyes. They looked so familiar, and he was pretty sure that this guy, whose name he didn't even knew yet, was someone from the Avery family.

He felt some sort of connection immediately, and the open smile on his lips made it very easy for Mark to build some trust. Added to that: if he was someone of the Avery family, he definitely would be good and Mark would be in good hands with him for sure.

"Avery... Lewis Avery," the other man said, offering Mark his hand and smiling brightly.

"Nice to meet you," Mark replied, grabbing his hand and shaking it. "I think I know your brother."

"Oh, I'm sure you do," Lewis said with another smile, letting go of Mark's hand. "It will be my pleasure to work with you. I've heard a lot of good things about you. You reputation is remarkable. Jackie can be really proud to have learned from you."

Mark felt himself getting slightly embarrassed. "Thank you," he gave back. "I heard that a couple of times, yes... but I couldn't have taught him if he wasn't this talented. The moment I first had him under my service I knew the kid was special."

"Oh yeah, that he is," Lewis replied. "I think the two of us will get along pretty well, don't you?"

Mark nodded immediately. "I'm sure we will." He almost couldn't believe that Jackson never mentioned Lewis, when he was such a nice, seemingly great guy. As far as Mark could tell, he was slightly older than Jackson and already very charming and likeable. And Mark was glad that with Lewis, he was able to meet another part of Jackson's family. One, Jackson had yet to mention to him, but he would definitely ask him about Lewis once he got the chance to.

"What do you say, Doctor Sloan" Lewis started, but was cut off by Mark immediately.

"Mark... call me Mark," he smiled.

"If you insist," Lewis went on. "What do you say, Mark..." And he emphasized his name very much. "...if we go to my office now and work out your therapy plan?"

"I'm all in," Mark replied, turning to Doctor Lee questioning.

"I'm finished with you, so be my guest." Doctor Lee said reassuringly.

Mark shook his hand and left his office alongside Lewis Avery, following him to his office. It really surprised him, that he already had an office, though. It had taken Owen a while for Derek to get one after he became chief, and this Lewis Avery had already one? Maybe because he was an Avery and Hunt was afraid of the name, who knew.

An hour and a half later the next weeks of Mark's life were covered with at least two, sometimes even three therapy sessions a week and he just hoped, they would work out the way he wanted them to. But he had to admit, Lewis Avery really knew what he was talking about. He was telling Mark what plans he had with him and how long the recovery would take if he made good progress, and that it could go even faster if his progress was better than expected. Mark just wanted to operate again. He wanted to be the surgeon he used to be.

"Can I invite you to lunch now after this talk?" Lewis asked friendly. "It's almost noon and I'm totally hungry... and I still haven't really found out where the cafeteria is," Lewis smiled.

And how could Mark say no to a smile like his? It reminded him so much of Jackson's smile. One he hadn't seen all too often lately.

"Sure... why not?" he replied, leaving Lewis' office together with him and making his way down the hall to the cafeteria. "I'm just wondering how you could have missed that," Mark grinned. "The cafeteria is usually the first thing anyone notices here."

"Oh, I think I had better things to do... or... to look at," Lewis joked and Mark had to laugh about this comment. Yeah, he already liked the guy and if Lewis felt similiar, it was a good thing, right? He was Jackson's brother after all, and getting along with the family of your significant other was never a bad thing.

Jackson Avery POV:

Jackson knew Mark was meeting Lewis today. He wanted so badly to accept the invitation Mark had given him to join him during his introduction, but he knew Lewis would know instantly what Mark meant to him.

Alex was only a friend and Lewis had managed to do...something to him in less then 24 hours.

"Avery!"

Looking up Jackson saw Arizona coming towards him. She still held a slight hitch in her step that made her take longer then she normally would to reach him. He had to admire the woman for not only fighting back against her injuries, but completely refusing to let them stop her from doing what she loved.

"Hello, Dr. Robbins" he said and for the first time in a long time the smile that he gave someone was actually genuine.

"Hello" she returned when she finally reached him "I was hoping I would be able to run into you" she had to take a moment to catch her breath. Jackson flashed back to her injuries and remembered reading about her collapsed lung. Her breathing would never be like it used to be, not with a lung that had been forever damaged.

Still, she was happy.

"What do you need?" Jackson asked her cheerfully.

"I have a kid with a bad laceration on his cheek" she said "ran across the bad end of a knife...and I was wondering if you could maybe take a look at it. See if surgery may be needed"

"Sure" he said "it would be my pleasure"

She grinned widely "Great"

Walking beside her he listened as she went over the patient's stats. He was 14. Blonde haired and blue eyed. He had been mugged and thought fighting back was the smart thing to do. He received a significant cross cut on his face for the effort.

"Brave" Jackson said aloud.

"Stupid" Arizona corrected and Jackson laughed.

"That too"

Once beside the teen's bed Jackson introduced himself and started an examination. Lifting the gauze off of his cheek the teen winced slightly.

"Sorry" Jackson said "It's only for a minute"

"That's okay"

"What's your name?" Jackson asked.

"Dylan" the teen replied "Dylan Forester"

"Well Dylan Forester it looks like the cuts are pretty shallow" Jackson said "nothing stitches won't heal"

"Really?" the boy said excitedly "Thank you Dr. Avery"

"No problem" Jackson responded. He was just putting the gauze back into place when Alex appeared at the door.

"Robbins, I need-" he started to say before seeing Jackson and cutting himself off. Looking behind him Jackson saw Alex and quickly turned back around to finish with Arizona's patient.

"What is it Alex?" Arizona asked.

"Nothing...I'll catch up with you later" and Alex quickly made his way down the hall and out of sight.

Once Jackson finished he smiled down at Dylan "It was nice meeting you"

"You too" Dylan said.

Making his way out of the room he felt Arizona grab his arm lightly.

"You and Karev okay?" she asked gently "Things seemed pretty tense there"

"Everything's fine" Jackson said "just stupid roommate stuff".

Arizona looked at him and Jackson could tell she was debating whether she should believe him or not. In the end she decided to just let it go.

"You want to walk me to the cafeteria?" she asked "word has it Mark's new therapist is making an appearance"

"I'd love to, but I have a ton of paperwork I have to take care of in my office"

"You have to eat" Arizona told him and she never sounded more like a mother to Jackson then at that moment and it made him chuckle lightly.

"I'll pick something up, I promise"

"Okay" she said wearily and turned around towards the cafeteria. Watching her leave Jackson took in a long breath. Avoidance was the coward's method, but it was the only one he was good at in the moment.

He managed to get peace and quiet for 30 minutes before he heard a knock on his office door. Looking up he was worried that it may have been Mark, or worse, Alex. He wasn't in the mood for lying or fights, but pretending he wasn't in there wasn't a smart idea.

"Come in"

Opening the door Lewis walked in with a smile on his face "Hey Jackie".

Jackson stood up out of his chair immediately "What are you doing here?"

"Awfully small office, isn't it?" Looking around he took in the tight quarters "but a fantastic view" then looking to the side he opened the door that lead to a small bathroom "and your own bathroom". Walking over he stood near Jackson's window and took in the city.

Turning his body towards Lewis Jackson's body felt like a live wire. He had to be prepared for anything. The last time the two had seen one another, before two nights ago, that was, Lewis had dislocated his shoulder and Jackson had busted Lewis' lip and given him a black eye.

"What does it say when they give the new guy an office twice the size of this?" Lewis asked curiously "seems just a bit...suspicious, don't you think?"

"What do you want, Lewis?" Jackson asked. His teeth gritted and fists clenched.

"I can't come and say hi to my baby brother?"

"I thought you were at lunch?" Jackson asked.

"Bathroom break" Lewis answered with a smile "you have quite the fun bunch, I must say...especially that Alex"

Jackson narrowed his eyes "So that wasyour shirt?"

Looking at Jackson Lewis crossed his arms over his chest "Of course it was" he said "don't you remember? You gave it me the morning of my wedding. I think it was your sorry I fucked your fianceegift"

Jackson told himself to not react. He knew that is what Lewis wanted "Why did Alex have it?"

"Why do you think?" Lewis asked "for a new guy he took my cock like a champ".

Jackson had Lewis pinned against the wall with his arms against Lewis' throat in less then a second "I'm going to tell you this once" Jackson said "stay away from him"

Smiling down at his brother Lewis cocked his head to the side "Why?"

"Because I said so" and stepping back Lewis rubbed his neck.

"Going to need a better answer then that" he told his little brother "that boy's too good to fuck just once...well, twice"

"What answer do you want then?"

Stepping up close to Jackson Lewis stared him directly in the eye "Who has you spreading your legs for them?"

Jackson felt fear grip his stomach. He knew that was the reason Lewis came to Seattle, but he didn't really expect Jackson to just tell him.

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"Don't play stupid, Jackson" Lewis said "Michael already knows you're dating somebody here"

"Then let him tell you" Jackson responded "now get the hell out of my office, before I have security throw you out"

"Will do" Lewis said "I have people waiting for me anyway" and he opened the door only to be greeted by Arizona Robbins holding a sandwich and a bottle of water.

"Dr. Robbins" Jackson said alarmed as he ran around his desk and stood next to his brother.

"Has anyone ever told you two that you look awfully alike" she said with a smile. Her smile was patented and one Jackson imagined she gave off in situations she wasn't comfortable with.

She had heard them argue. There was no denying that. The only concern was how much she had heard.

"They should" Mark said joviality as he barrelled into Jackson's office "they are brothers after all"

"Really?" Arizona said "I wouldn't have...guessed"

"Seems Jackson has been hiding him from us" and Mark began to walk towards Jackson before the man made a quick retreat back behind his desk.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to lunch, Lewis" Jackson said "but I promise dinner is on me"

"I'm counting on it" Lewis responded and to the outside world, to Mark, they looked like the kind of family he had always wanted.

Arizona, not so much.

"We'll let you get back to work" she said sitting the sandwich and water she had gotten for Jackson on his desk then pulling Mark's arm while the older man was still looking at Jackson, puzzled by his actions of avoiding being near him.

"Y-Yeah" Mark said "we can talk later"

"Will do" Jackson smiled "thanks for the food, Dr. Robbins"

"Don't mention it"

She had just exited the room when Lewis looked at his brother one final time "See you soon"

Jackson straightened up his form and did his best to not show it as the threat it was "Most definitely" and with that the three left his office moments before Jackson ran off to the bathroom that Lewis had admired and got sick.

Michael Holt POV:

If Michael hadn't been sure before who Jackson Avery's "mysterious boyfriend" was, he definitely was now. He had already been suspicious after their surgery, but he hadn't been really sure until his talk with Doctor Lee, even though he was sure, Doctor Lee didn't know what he did by giving away this information.

First, he had thought Jackson only wanted to impress Mark because he was his mentor, but the feeling that there was something more got even stronger when his threat to tell Mark anything about Paris worked out. Still, there had been some doubts. Maybe Jackson was clever enough to throw him off the scent, but obviously not.

When Doctor Lee had told him about the support Mark Sloan had - especially from his boyfriend - it was more than just a confirmation. It had been an information he could definitely use. And he would. He wanted to stay in this hospital, and he wanted to go on working with Meredith Grey.

The woman was a genius and her working in general was just a waste of her talent. She could be such a great neuro-surgeon. Just not with her husband holding her back.

Meredith hadn't told Michael much about Derek Shepherd, but she had told him that they had worked together in Neuro-Surgery until it was even threatening their marriage and so Meredith decided to change her speciality. To something as simple as general surgery. Michael was sure she was good in that as well, but it was just so easy compared to Neuro.

He shook away his thoughts about Meredith when he saw Robbins and Mark come along, and Mark didn't look very happy. It looked like something had happened, and since they were coming out of Jackson's office, it most likely had something to do with Jackson.

He greeted them while passing by, and then directly ran into Lewis who was exiting Jackson's office just a couple of seconds later.

"Hey Lewis! Didn't think I'd find you here," Michael admitted, smiling at his friend.

"I couldn't just be here all day and not say hello to my baby brother," Lewis winked. "But it's good that I see you, because I need to ask you something." Lewis pulled Michael aside into a more quiet part of the hallway looking up at him.

"What is it?" Michael asked curiously.

"Last night I had sex... pretty fucking awesome sex," Lewis replied.

Michael raised an eyebrow. "Okay? And why's that my concern?"

"You told me, Jackie has a boyfriend here... and when I called him before I came to Seattle, I talked to a guy, Alex Karev. He told me he was living with Jackson." Lewis started to speak.

"And so you assumed he was the one?" Michael laughed, shaking his head. "Seriously, Lewis. Did you think it would be thiseasy?"

"Actually, I did. But it seems like I underestimated my little brother... he makes a big secret out of this... and I need to know who's fucking him. I need to know who he spreads his legs for." Lewis said with bitterness in his voice, like he always had whenever he was talking about Jackson, because it always reminded him of what Jackson had done to him, and Michael knew that Lewis wanted to pay him back. That he wanted to cause him the same pain Jackson had caused him. And he could even understand that.

"So you want me to find out who he's sleeping with?" Michael assumed.

Lewis nodded. "I really need to know what I'm dealing with, since I don't want to make the same mistake again."

A grin appeared on Michael's lips. "Didn't sound like a mistake when you just talked about Karev," he winked.

"Well..." Lewis started grinning as well. "You know how I am. And I love good sex, and man, this Karev was quite a catch..." He leaned forward to be close to Michael's ear. "I popped his cherry."

"You mean he had never..." Michael asked pretty surprised. Not that he gave much of a damn about most people here, but he had definitely heard some things and he hadn't expected that Karev never had done anything like that. Michael had assumed he was someone who had at least tried everything.

"No, never," Lewis grinned. "And one time wasn't even enough for him. He's gonna come back for more, I tell ya!"

"Wouldn't be surprised if you were right," Michael said, patting Lewis' shoulder. "I will see what I can do for you, okay?"

"Okay," Lewis replied. "I owe you."

"Don't worry... we always found a way to get even." He winked at Lewis who made his way down the hallway and waited until he wasn't visible anymore, before he made his way to Jackson's office.

He knocked two times and entered without waiting for a reply, only to see Jackson swaying when he exited his bathroom.

"You look like shit," he greeted him, causing Jackson to grit his teeth.

"Thanks for the compliment." he sat down at his desk and looked up at him. "What do you want?"

"See... that's the problem about you..." Michael said, sitting down at the edge of Jackson's desk. "I thought we had an agreement. I thought you had understood how important it would have been for me to see you at lunch... but you didn't show up."

"I was busy," Jackson said coldly.

"Yeah, I assume." Michael gave back. "And I also assume, that you don't care about your boyfriend anymore. Right?"

"What?" Jackson looked up at him. "Mark has nothing to do with it."

"Not yet, but I'm sure that's gonna change." Michael said with a satisfied smile. "Do you really think there's anything stopping Lewis? He has already slept with your best friend... your boyfriend will be the next on his list. You know he will do anything to destroy your life."

"Are you threatening me?" Jackson asked.

"I'm warning you," Michael replied. "Your secret is still safe with me. Lewis doesn't know it's Sloan who you're sleeping with. YET. I can change that any minute. He just made me promise him to find out who your secret boyfriend is."

"Why didn't you tell him then?" Jackson demanded to know.

"Where's the fun in that? And I've always been a player. There are still some things I want from you. For example to get Shepherd out of my way." He slid off Jackson's desk and placed his hands on it instead, looking Jackson directly in the eye. "And if you ever decide to not follow my orders again, Lewis will find out who's your significant other, and he will take him away from you. Like you took the one person he ever really loved away from him."

"You have no idea what you're talking about," Jackson hissed.

"Yeah? You think so?" Michael crossed his arms over his chest. "I think I do. I was the one who was there for him through everything. I'm sure you have no idea what you did to him. You took away his ability to love. To let someone in."

"And now I should feel sorry for him?" Jackson asked back.

"I don't care," Michael replied. "But I care for Lewis and I will do anything in my willpower to make him get his revenge... so if this Mark Sloan really means anything to you, I advice you to be very careful. One mistake and he'll be gone. And seriously... do you really think he would take you back once he'll find out what you did?"

Jackson stared at him in shock. "You wouldn't do that."

"No... but Lewis would." He turned around, moving towards the door. "Do as I say or you will regret it." And with those words he left Jackson's office, letting out a sigh once he was outside.

Michael wasn't a bad person, but he hated nothing more than his friends getting hurt. He had seen Lewis at his worst and he needed for him to get his revenge. He didn't know if it would make Lewis feel better after all, but it was the only thing he could do for him right now. And of course he wanted a piece of the cake as well. When this was over he would be the head of Neuro at Seattle Grace Mercy West for good and Shepherd would be out of the way. Completely. And Meredith would be his as a bonus as well.

Arizona Robbins POV:

"Then let him tell you... now get the hell out of my office, before I have security throw you out"

Arizona hadn't really heard what the conversation between Lewis and Jackson had been, but she had witnessed the last of it and it definitely hadn't sounded good. It had sounded like a big, bad fight. One that had left her worried. Especially because she didn't know Jackson like that. She knew him as a very composed and quiet person, and this was just... not like him.

She just couldn't get it out of her head, as much as she tried. She was worried about Jackson. He was something like family after all. Especially now where he was with Mark and it seemed to be really serious. Mark hadn't been so happy with someone in forever... at least as long as Arizona could remember.

Yes, Mark hadbeen happy with Lexie as well but Lexie always wanted him to change. She always wanted to make him another person, but Jackson... Jackson accepted him for who he was and alone for that she loved him. Because Mark really deserved this. She still couldn't understand how Callie could have been this cold to Jackson, but at least she had learned to open up and accept him, and Arizona was sure this was just the beginning.

Anyone who saw the two brothers could definitely tell that they were brothers. They looked SO much alike, but they seemed nothing alike characteristically. Quite the opposite. Something about this Lewis totally threw Arizona off him. And that didn't even fit her. She was normally someone who gave everyone a chance, but this Lewis…

Arizona let out a heavy sigh. She shouldn't be so judgemental. She always hated it when people were like that, but she could totally see how much this Lewis has distraught Jackson and alone for this she didn't like him.

She had no other choice than to pull Mark out of there before he could do something stupid, because from the way Jackson acted when Mark wanted to get close to him, she could tell that Lewis didn't know about Mark yet, and there had to be a reason for it.

Mark had been pretty heartstricken afterwards, but Arizona had tried her best to convince him that Jackson maybe hadn't come out to his family yet and that he should give him a little time. And he really had looked better when he left her to see Callie. Still, Arizona couldn't help but feeling pretty sorry for Mark, because she had to remember how much it had hurt her when Callie had denied them in front of others. Not that this had happened a lot, though, but such things were never nice.

Arizona was so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't even notice someone coming towards her, until Callie's voice sounded behind her, causing Arizona to twitch.

"Oh my god, Callie, I almost jumped out of my skin. Do you want me to die of a heart attack?" She said, taking a few deep breathes and placing a hand on her chest. Her heart was beating very fast and it took her a couple of seconds to calm down again.

"I'm sorry," Callie replied, grimacing. "I thought you would have heard me coming towards you."

"I didn't... I was... somehow vacantly," Arizona admitted.

Callie looked concerned all of a sudden. "You okay?"

Nodding, Arizona looked up at her. "Yeah... yeah, sure… I just... have a strange feeling."

"About what?" Callie asked curiously, leaning against the counter.

"Jackson's brother," Arizona replied, letting out a sigh. "I don't even know what it is... just... a feeling."

"You mean Lewis?" A smile crossed Callie's lips. "He seems to be a really great guy."

"You've already met him?" Arizona was surprised to hear that, but Callie shook her head.

"Not in person, no, but Mark just told me all about him." Callie started to tell. "He was totally excited after his conversation with him. They already created Mark's therapy plan and Mark is pretty positive that everything's gonna be alright with him again very soon. I haven't seen him this excited and optimistic in a while."

"Really?" Arizona raised an eyebrow. It was strange to hear the exact opposite of what she was feeling in her stomach. Something deep inside of her told her, that this Lewis was bad news. Very bad news. She just didn't know where that came from since she had never met him before.

"Yeah. Mark told me that he's so much like Jackson and he also said that he doesn't understand why Jackson never mentioned him before. Neither do I to be honest. I can't wait to meet him."

Callie seemed almost excited about Lewis, but Arizona just knew there had to be some back-story. There had to be a reason for Jackson to not even tell anyone that he hada brother. She needed to talk to Jackson. Soon. She just needed to know if she was wrong. If her bad feeling was a foreshadowing, that something not so good was going to happen.

"Well, I'm sure it won't take long, since he will be spending a lot of time here in the next couple of weeks," Arizona said with a fake smile.

Immediately, Callie caught up on it. Of courseshe did. She just knew Arizona way too well for Arizona to lie to her. "You sure you're okay?"

Arizona nodded. "Yeah... just a little tired," she said, and that wasn't even a complete lie, she wasexhausted. She still wasn't a 100 percent fit yet, and the long hours she had spent here today had worn her out quite a bit.

Callie took a look at her watch. "Well... my shift ends in twenty minutes. If you can wait this long, I'm gonna change and bring you home. And then we can have a nice, quiet evening in front of the TV. With our beautiful daughter. What do you say?"

A smile appeared on Arizona's lips. "I say I love you." She slung her arms around Callie's neck and moved close to her. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too," Callie replied, grabbing her waist and holding her tight before kissing her gently. "I need to see one of my patients before we can leave, though. Meet you in the parking lot in about half an hour?"

Arizona nodded immediately. "Sounds like a plan."

"See ya in thirty then," Callie said and with a last peck on the cheek she left Arizona standing there in the hallway, and immediately her thoughts drifted back to Jackson and Lewis.

Arizona just couldn't stand by and watch Jackson getting hurt. She didn't even know why, but somehow Lewis caused some kind of mother-instinct or protectiveness within her. She wanted to keep Jackson away from any pain his brother might cause, because if Lewis hurt Jackson, Jackson might hurt Mark, and that might hurt Callie. Like a domino effect. She just didn't want this to happen, so maybe she would get a chance to talk to Jackson about him soon, before anything bad happened.