Flatline (J.A.)

1.6 High School Girls

 A few days later. At a bar.

Mark and i were having a drink at the bar. 

Derek was having a date with Sydney. They were sitting at another table and Mark couldn't take his eyes off of them.

Me "you're staring, Sloan"

Mark chuckled a little "Jealous i am staring at you?"

I raised an eyebrow amused "maybe"

He smirked at me and shot me a wink. 

Then he looked back to Derek's table. 

Sydney was laughing. 

Derek shot Mark a wink and Mark looked at him annoyed.

Mark "he's taking too long"

I asked amused "are you serious? you are the one who doesn't even let his girl finish her drink before taking her home"

Mark leaned closer to me and smirked "i always let a girl finish first , baby"

I chuckled amused. 

Mark "or did i not let you finish first last night"

I glared at him. 

Mark "she's standing up"

Sydney stood up and walked away for a sec. 

Mark and i walked over to Derek and sat down. 

I took a sip of my drink. 

Mark asked amused "Is she dying? Is that why? "

Derek "Oh, come on. Grow up. She's nice. She asked me out. "

Mark "Want me to fake a heart attack? I do a great fake heart attack."

I nodded "you're old enough to actually get one"

Mark slapped my thigh and i cried out a little. 

Me "asshole"

Derek " Here she comes. "

Mark and i stood up and walked away. 

Next day. Morning. At the ER. 

I walked over to Webber "what do we got?"

Webber "High school bus crash. Bunch of kids just came in. We got more on the way. "

In a room. 

Alex, Mark, Callie and i were taking care of a cheerleader. 

That girl was a brat. 

Mark was taking care of the wound on her face. 

The girl " You better be able to fix my face. I have pom statewides in a month."

Alex was fixing up the wound the back of her thigh, since she was lying on her stomach.I took care of the wound on her other thigh. And Callie was doing something on the girl's lower back. 

Alex "You're a cheerleader? "

The girl scoffed "I'm a pom."

Mark " Cheerleaders just jump around. Poms are dancers. "

I looked at him. 

Mark shrugged "I was on the football team. "

Callie "I'm not sure you're gonna be dancing in the next month. "

The girl "You better be lying. Not lying. You have very serious knee and leg fractures, not to mention a cracked coccyx. "

The girl "What the hell is that?"

Alex " That's the bone at the bottom of your spine. "

The girl let out a confused sound. 

Callie "The bottom of your bottom."

The girl asked confused "My ass? I broke my ass? "

Alex "That's one way to look at it. "

Mark wrote something down and looked at Alex "Don't look at it. "

Callie "You're gonna need surgery. Good news is that we'll put you under so we can fix the bones and Dr. Sloan can fix your face all at the same time. "

The girl "You better be good. "

Mark got closer to her face and said in a flirty voice "Baby, you're not gonna find anybody better than me. "

I rolled my eyes. 

He stood up and walked to Alex and whispered excited "Oh, my god. Hot cheerleader ass. "

Alex nodded, smirking. 

Mark looked at me before shooting me a wink and walking out. 

In the cafeteria. 

Me "Is it me, or are there ... teenyboppers staring at you? "

Mark looked over to a table before looking back to us. 

Two teenie girls were giggling while looking at Mark. 

Mark "I get that a lot. It started when I was their age, never really went away. "

Webber "Is that so? "

Mark waved them over. 

The girls walked over to us. 

Mark "What can I do for you, ladies? "

The one girl urged the other one "Tell him. "

The other girl shook her head "No, it's embarrassing. "

Mark "You can tell me."

The other girl " You look exactly like her dad. "

Mark's face dropped.

The two girls walked away. 

Webber held back a laugh "Swing and a miss."

Me "in his defense, Chief, the chance of him actually being her daddy pretty high"

Webber chuckled and took a sip of his water. 

Mark glared at me. 

Night. 

Mark and i walked out of the hospital. 

Derek was talking to Rose, a nurse.

Rose walked away smiling. 

Mark "Someone figured out how to get back on the horse. "

Derek shook his head "What? No, no. I was just talking about work. "

Mark "Coulda fooled me. "

Derek "Hey, dad. You want to get a drink? "

Mark put a hand over his heart and pretended to be hurt "sure, son"

Derek chuckled. 

At the bar. 

Derek was talking to Sydney while Mark and i were at the bar. 

Mark "so, why don't you and i head over to my pace?"

Me "because my you are pretty old, Marky. Derek even called you "dad."

Mark whispered in my ear "Well, you used to call me Daddy, remember?"

My eyes widened and i nearly choked on my beer. 

Mark then kissed my cheek before walking back to Derek. 

i glared after him.