PERFECT ➼ m.sloan

𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝘆𝗲 (𝟲𝘅𝟬𝟮)

Grace, Elle, Meredith and Cristina were all sitting in Izzie's room. She was getting her IL-2 treatment. Cristina was eating some of Izzie's snacks. "These are good. Do they sell them in the canteen?" She asked.

Grace shook her head. "Nope. They're the cancer pops. Not the Cristina pops," she told her as she checked her phone, grinning at the photo of her and Mark.

Elle rolled her eyes but smiled. "You and Mark. It's cringe. You realise that?" She said.

"Oh don't be a bitter Betty. You'll meet your one true love soon enough," Grace said with a grin.

Meredith ignored her twin sisters. She turned to Izzie. "How do you feel Iz?" She asked.

"Not looking forward to the hurling. But I feel okay. I feel good," Izzie told them.

Cristina turned to look at her friends. "Baileys on some sort of rampage. I think it's Post O'Malley Stress Disorder," she said.

No one laughed at her. Grace sat there fighting the urge to say something to her. Meredith sighed. "She's not dealing with grief."

Cristina scoffed. "Sounds like Owen's shrink."

Grace and Elle frowned as they turned to look at Meredith who shrugged. "Owen's shrink is withholding red. So she is grumpy and inappropriate," she told them.

Grace smirked. "I don't have that problem. Mark gives me sex whenever I want. Vice versa too," she said with a shrug.

Elle rolled her eyes. She turned to Meredith. "Is Derek withholding sex too?" She asked.

"Withholding sex? Why would Derek withhold sex?"

Izzie shrugged and sighed. "Alex is withholding everything. It's like he's afraid. But I don't know what he's afraid of," she said.

"Afraid of cancer sex," Cristina said with a shrug.

Grace, Elle and Meredith all turned to her. "Cristina!"

"He doesn't want a cancer pop."

Grace sat there and rolled her eyes. Izzie sighed. "Just shut the hell up. I'm not contagious Cristina," she told her. 

"I know that. I would totally have sex with you," Cristina said as she looked to Izzie.

****

Grace was helping Mark move into his new apartment. He looked to her. "Really? Nothing?" He asked.

"Nope."

Mark turned to her. "You don't even want a drawer?" He said as he opened the door.

Grace shook her head. "Nope."

"A toothbrush? A change of panties?" Mark asked, wondering why she wouldn't move in with him.

"Again. Nope."

"Damn. I like your panties," Mark said as he took the box from her and smirked. "I like them better when they're on the floor."

Grace grinned. "Hey. I'm trying to focus. What happened to George, it gave me some perspective. And I want to focus," she told him.

"Baby. I'm across the street from the hospital. Crash here sometimes. You'll get a jump on surgeries," Mark told her.

Before Grace could say anything, the door opposite opened and Callie came out. She had two dresses in her hands. "Okay. Okay. My first day at Mercy West. I wanna look nice. You know, serious, talented, hardcore, not someone you push around. Nice. But hot."