Now or Never โžผ Mark Sloan

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๐—•๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฆ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๏ฟฝ... ะ•ั‰ะต

๐—–๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜
๐—”๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—น (๐—ฌ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†)
๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ข๐—ฎ๐—ธ (๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—›๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—œ ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ผ ๐——๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€)
๐—Ÿ๐—ฉ๐—”๐—— (๐Ÿญ๐Ÿณ ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€)
๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ (๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐— ๐˜† ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป)
๐—•๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜๐˜† ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น (๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜†)
๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ผ ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜† (๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—œ ๐—”๐—บ)
๐— &๐—  (๐—ข๐—ต, ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—š๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—น๐˜)
๐— ๐—ฐ๐—•๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต (๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜)
๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—”๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป (๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—”๐˜ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐—ป)
๐—˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐— ๐—ฒ (๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฆ๐—ผ ๐—–๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ผ ๐— ๐—ฒ)
๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜ (๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐˜… ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€)
๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€)
๐—ง๐—ผ๐˜…๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ (๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป' ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป')
๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ (๐—ช๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ช๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—•๐—ฒ ๐—ข๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐˜† (๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ž๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐— ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฒ)
๐— ๐—ฐ๐—•๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต๐˜†๐Ÿฎ.๐Ÿฌ
๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฎ๐—บ๐˜€ (๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐Ÿญ-๐Ÿฎ-๐Ÿฏ)
๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—จ๐—ฝ (๐——๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—›๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—”๐—น๐—น?)
๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐˜† (๐—” ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—œ๐˜€ ๐—š๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฎ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ)
๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ธ'๐˜€ ๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ (๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ/๐—”๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป)
๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—›๐—ถ๐—บ (๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐— ๐—ถ๐˜… ๐—จ๐—ฝ๐˜€ (๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ธ (๐—›๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†)
๐—š๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป'๐˜€ ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐—ž๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—™๐˜‚ ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜? (๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด)
๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—จ๐—ฝ? (๐—–๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ต ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐— ๐—ฒ - ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ข๐—ป๐—ฒ)
๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ (๐—–๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ต ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐— ๐—ฒ - ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ง๐˜„๐—ผ)
๐—›๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ (๐—Ÿ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ข๐—ป ๐— ๐—ฒ)
๐—”๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป (๐—ฃ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐— ๐˜† ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜)
๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐˜… ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ (๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐— ๐—ฒ? (๐—™๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜€ ๐Ÿญ&๐Ÿฎ)
๐—ฅ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ (๐——๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐—” ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐—ข๐—ณ ๐— ๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐Ÿญ&๐Ÿฎ)
"๐—œ'๐—น๐—น ๐—–๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚" (๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—™๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ & ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ช๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฑ)
๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐— ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฑ (๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ก๐—ผ '๐—œ' ๐—œ๐—ป ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ)
"๐—œ ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—›๐—ถ๐—บ" (๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ ๐——๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ช๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ)
๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ด๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐—ฅ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐—ฝ)
๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐— ๐—ผ๐—บ (๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—•๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ)
๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜† (๐—”๐—น๐—น ๐—•๐˜† ๐— ๐˜†๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ)
๐—ฉ.๐—œ.๐—ฃ (๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ช๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ)
๐— ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ง๐—ผ ๐—ง๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป (๐—ฆ๐˜†๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต๐˜† ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—น)
๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ (๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ง๐—ผ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป & ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ข๐˜‚๐˜)
๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ธ'๐˜€ ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—น (๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—”๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—™๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐˜€ (๐—”๐—ป ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐— ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ)
๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ (๐—œ ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—™๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ)
๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป๐˜€ (๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—•๐˜† ๐— ๐—ฒ)
๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ (๐—ฆ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—”๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ (๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—š๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐—”๐˜ ๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐˜†)
"๐—œ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐——๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€" (๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐——๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€)
๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐— ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐—ป ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐˜€ (๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ง๐—ผ ๐—™๐˜‚๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€)
๐—๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ป ๐——๐—ผ๐—ฒ (๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—š๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ข'๐— ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜† (๐—š๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐— ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐— ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐—ป (๐—š๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ฏ๐˜†๐—ฒ)
๐—–๐˜‚๐˜๐˜€ (๐—œ ๐—”๐—น๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ ๐—™๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜†'๐˜€ ๐—ช๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป' ๐— ๐—ฒ)
"๐—œ ๐—ช๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ" (๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ข๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป)
๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ (๐—œ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป)
๐—œ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€ & ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐˜€ (๐—š๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ)
๐—™๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ & ๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ธ'๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป (๐—œ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ)
๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—”๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ (๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†)
๐— ๐˜† ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ (๐—›๐—ผ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜‡๐—ฒ)
"๐—œ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐—ฝ" (๐—•๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ)
๐—œ ๐— ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—›๐—ถ๐—บ (๐—œ ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฆ๐—ผ ๐— ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—•๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ก๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ)
๐—œ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜)
๐—ฆ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—ป'๐˜€ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„๐˜€ (๐—ฉ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ)
"๐—œ ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—™๐˜‚๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—จ๐˜€" (๐—ฃ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ต)
"๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—š๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ฏ๐˜†๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐˜…" (๐—ฆ๐˜†๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต๐˜† ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€)
"๐—œ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚" (๐—›๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ, ๐—Ÿ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ & ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐—›๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ)
๐—ง๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—”๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป (๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐˜† ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ)
๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„๐˜€ (๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜†)
"๐—ช๐—ฒ'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ข๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐˜†" (๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—”๐—น๐—น ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—™๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€)
๐—•๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ'๐˜€ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„๐˜€ (๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—œ'๐—บ ๐—•๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—”๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป)
๐—ข๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ (๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐˜†๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—บ)
๐—”๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ (๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ)
๐—ก๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐˜† ๐—•๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐˜€ (๐—”๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป)
๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฎ ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐— ๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
"๐—ช๐—ฒ'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—›๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—”..." (๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด'๐˜€ ๐—š๐—ผ๐˜๐˜๐—ฎ ๐—š๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ)
๐—ช๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ข๐˜‚๐˜ (๐—”๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—”๐˜ ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ)
๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ (๐——๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—บ & ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐— ๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐—ฝ)
๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜†๐—ป ๐—ฆ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—ป (๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐——๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ฒ)
๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† (๐—ฃ.๐—ฌ.๐—ง ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐˜† ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€ (๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ)
๐—”๐˜„๐—ธ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ (๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—›๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ผ ๐—œ๐˜)
๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ (๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ (๐—ช๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ช๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด)
๐— ๐˜† ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ (๐—œ ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ)
๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—™๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ

๐—ฅ๐—ผ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐˜€ (๐—œ๐—ป ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—›๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ)

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Bella was standing in the bathroom. She had just been in the shower. Mark was currently fast asleep. She knew how things had been weird lately. But she just wanted it to work.

Bella's pager went off and she groaned. She quickly slipped on her shoes and left the bedroom. She bumped into Meredith. "Oh come on. Here I was thinking I'm the only one awake," she said. She frowned as she heard the sex sounds coming from Izzie's room. "Ew."

Both Bella and Meredith was confused when Alex walked out of his room. "Oh, what... what are you doing out here?" She asked.

Alex rolled his eyes. "You think you're the only one who paid off a nurse To page you with an appy?" He said.

Meredith shook her head as she handed Bella her coffee. "That's not what I meant."

"Oh!"

Meredith nodded. "That's what I meant. If you're out here, then who's in there with Izzie?" She asked.

"Oh, my God!"

Meredith's eyes widened. "James?"

"Mark?!"

Mark left the bedroom. He frowned as he saw everyone standing there.

"Oh!"

Mark looked to Bella. She seemed relieved. "What?" He asked as he stood by her. 

Bella shook her head and smiled. "No. Nothing. Go back to bed," she said as she kissed him.

Mark frowned as he saw her fully dressed. "What are you doing dressed? It's 3:00 in the morning?"

Oh, my God. Oh!" Izzie moaned.

Mark turned to look at Bella. "Who's making a pоrnо movie in Steven's room?" He asked.

Alex rolled his eyes and smirked. "Oh, relax. She's flying solo. That's hot," he said as he knocked on Izzie's door. "Iz, the party's over. We got an appy coming in."

Mark pulled Bella back into her bedroom. He kissed her. "I'll see you later beautiful," he said as he kissed her lips again.

****

Bailey walked into the ER. She saw Bella, Grace, Meredith, Izzie, George, and Alex waiting. "What are you all doing here?" She asked.

Grace smiled. "Oh, uh, he's mine. I met the ambulance," she told her.

Bella nodded. "And she's sharing him with me. Best friend perks and all that," she said with a shrug.

George shook his head. "He's mine. I'm on call," he told Bailey.

"Good morning, Dr. Bailey. You look nice today," Izzie said as she stood in front of Bailey.

"Brownnoser."

Alex shook his head. "I got here first. And the chief said I'm the one to watch," he said.

Bailey nodded and rolled her eyes. "Oh, I get it. It's solo surgery time, and you all have heard, the past two years, the chief has assigned an appendectomy, So you little mini surgeons dragged your butts out of bed To pick up some final tips from the master. Yeah, it's kinda cute. All right, I can use two of you," she told them all.

"But I'm on call."

Grace smiled. "I-i just filled Meredith in on the case," she said as she stood by Bella.

Paramedic: Jason kron, 47, Tenderness over mcburney's point.

"Huh. Karev, what do you know about Mr. Kron?" Bailey asked turning to look at Alex.

Alex smiled. "I know he's a lucky man to have you as a surgeon," he said in an attempt to suck up to her.

****

Bella, Mark and Callie are on their way to the trauma room. "What do we got?" Mark asked as he looked to Callie.

"Massive injuries. Shepherd and hunt are working on him," she said. She saw the look on Bella's face. "Guy was sleepwalking and took a 2-story header through a plate glass window. Night terrors."

Mark shook his head. "Can you imagine? You wake up, you're battered, you're bruised, you don't know where you are or how you got there," he said.

Callie nodded. "Yeah, that sounds like my life- Married, betrayed, gay, abandoned, And then I woke up and had no idea how I got here. I just figure this is the bottom. This is as bad as it gets. It can only go up from here," she said.

Bella smiled. "If it helps, Hahn is a bitch for leaving you," she told her.

The three of them walked the trauma room. "Left tib/fib. The rest of his trauma series is clear," he told them.

"He needs a head c. T. He's got free fluid in there."

The patient woke up. He started fighting the doctors. "Oh, God. No, Ivy, get out of the way!" He yelled.

Ivy, the daughter walked over. "Dad!"

"Ivy, the mountain lion's right there!"

Owen tried to calm him down. But it wasn't working. "Sir, you're in a hospital," he told him.

"Ivy! Where's my daughter?" The patient asked. Knowing he wanted his daughter.

Ivy stood by her dad. "Dad, I'm right here!"

"He's gonna kill my daughter. He's still asleep. Let me go. I've gotta get my daughter!" He yelled.

"Calm down. Mr. Soltanoff, calm down," Owen said.

"Let go! She needs me!"

As the doctors tried to restrain him, he hit Callie on the nose. Causing her to fall to the ground.

****

Grace and Meredith walked over to where Lexie was. Meredith looked to her. "Looking for something?" She asked.

Lexie nodded. "Hi, um, uh... we were giving Sadie the tour," she lied. She looked to Sadie.

"Uh, this is the o. R. Board."

"Yeah. And... and... and this is a patient," Lexie said. She didn't like the idea that she was lying to her sisters. But she wanted to prove herself.

Meredith nodded. "Um, you're in good hands. Dr. Grey is an excellent doctor," she said.

"What's next on the tour?" Sadie asked as she turned to Lexie.

"Back to skills lab?"

"Skills lab. Great idea."

Sadie smiled as she looked to the two older Grey sisters. "Gotta stick with my allies," she said as she walked off with the other interns.

"Smiley-face posters. That's all I'm saying," Meredith said.

Grace frowned as she saw Ellis standing in front of her. She shook her head and closed her eyes. "Go away," she mumbled. She opened her eyes and she disappeared.

She needed to see someone. But she was scared.

****

Mark was taking care of Callie's nose. Callie groaned. "I can't believe this is happening," she mumbled.

Mark shrugged. "It wasn't a great nose anyway," he said as Bella walked in.

"Yes, it was. What... it was a nice nose. Tell him," Callie said as she looked to Bella.

"Relax. I was kidding. It was a gorgeous nose," Mark said. He knew Bella wasn't worried about his friendship with Callie.

Especially as he wasn't going to cheat on her. Not when they were finally in a good place.

"Ow."

Mark smiled. "And it will be again. Two weeks from now, You won't even be able to tell anything happened," he told her.

Callie smiled. "Really?" She asked as she looked to him.

Mark nodded and grinned. "Mm, three weeks. Four tops."

"I hate you."

"You love me."

"Ow," Callie whined. She was in pain and she wasn't having a very good day.

Mark looked to her. "Little pinch."

"Ow, ow, ow. Ow. Ow."

Mark rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on. That didn't hurt," he said. Knowing she was being a little dramatic.

"Yeah, well, maybe if I was having a good year, It would feel like just a little pinch. But it hurts, Mark. It hurts a lot. Ow," Callie sobbed.

Mark smiled. He looked to Callie. "You know what? I was gonna do this with some local, But I think we'll use conscious sedation, That way, when you wake up, your nose will be fixed, And it'll be a whole new day," he said.

Callie nodded. "Okay, well, at least I'll still have you, right? You'll still be my friend and have s*x with me when I want?"

Mark shook his head. "I can't do that. My lovely angel is standing right there," he said as he winked to Bella.

"I hate you."

"You love me."

Bella smiled as she looked to Callie. "I can't share him. Sorry about that," she said as she kissed Mark's cheek and left.

****

Mark walked into the supply closet. He frowned as he saw Lexie who smiled. "Dr. Sloan. Hi," she said.

Mark nodded. "Hello. Do you know where they keep the i. V. Kits in here? And where the hell are all the damn interns?" He asked.

Lexie shook her head. "Um, the interns are interning. Busily interning. They're v-very busy," she lied.

Lexie knew how Mark Sloan was Bella's fiancée. But she couldn't help but have a crush on him. Part of her wanted him.

Derek walked in. He frowned seeing Mark and Lexie. "Dr. Sloan. Little Grey," he said. He was hoping Mark hadn't cheated on Bella.

Mark turned to his friend. "I needed some medical supplies. Found the intern in the supply closet. Did not invite the intern into the supply closet," he told him. He turned to Lexie. "Go away now, Grey."

Lexie nodded and smiled. "Thank you," she said as she quickly left.

Mark looked to Derek. "Stop looking at me like that. I didn't do anything," he said.

"Don't do anything. I'll tell Bella," Derek told him. Knowing he wasn't going to give Mark the chance to hurt Bella again.

"I didn't."

"Don't."

"I didn't."

****

Mark found Ivy. She was watching TV in her father's room. He smiled. "Your dad around? I need to check his stitches," he told her.

Ivy shook her head. "He's still having tests."

Mark nodded. "I'll come back," he said. Knowing it was a chance to spend some time with Bella.

Ivy looked to Mark. She sighed. "Hows  that doctor my dad hit?" She asked.

"She'll be okay."

"Tell her I'm really sorry," Ivy mumbled as she looked to him.

Mark frowned. He saw how tired she looked. "Why are you sorry? You didn't hit her," he said.

Ivy shrugged. "Yeah. It's just ... If I had been able to get my dad back to bed ... Sometimes I can talk him back to sleep," she told him.

"But this hasn't happened for a while, right, Him sleepwalking?" Mark asked.

"Yeah. Right."

Mark looked to her. "When's the last time you slept?" He asked the young girl.

"It's okay. I'm not that tired."

Mark sighed. "Seriously, kid. You should get some rest," he told her as he left the room.

****

Bella found Grace and smiled. She sat with her. "I haven't seen you much today. Are you okay?" She asked.

Grace nodded. "Yeah. I've been in the pit. Just needed an easy day. I'm not feeling too well," she said.

Bella sat down with her. She sighed. "Izzie was making a porno this morning. Me and Mer thought James or Mark were cheating."

Grace grinned. "Do you think that we're gonna be friends till we're old and wrinkly?" She asked.

"I think we'll be friends until we die," Bella said. She smiled. "What's going on? You don't seem yourself."

Grace shook her head. She sighed. "I'm okay. Don't worry."

Bella frowned. She knew how she was worried about her best friend. And she just needed her to be okay.

****

Lexie soon ran over to Bella. "Dr Shepherd. Do you have a moment?" She asked, looking to her resident.

Bella turned to her. "What's wrong?"

"Just please."

Bella rolled her eyes. She followed Lexie to the outpatient surgery. She frowned as she saw Grace, Cristina and Meredith there. "What happened?" She asked.

"Her B.P is dangerously low," Grace told her.

Bella nodded. "Okay. Push two litres of L.R," she told her best friend.

Lexie who was stood in the doorway frowned. "Should we call a code?" She asked.

Bella turned to her. "There is no code team in the outpatient surgery. Know why? Because normally, this type of procedure would be done by a bloody surgeon in the regular OR!" She all but yelled.

Grace turned to look at another intern. "Get Bailey. And page the chief. Tell them there's an emergency. Don't say anything. Take the crazy look off your face," she said.

****

Derek looked to Arthur, Ivy's father. "I'd like to do an e. E. G. There's a chance That your night terrors are caused by a kind of epilepsy In the frontal lobe of your brain," he told him.

Arthur sighed. "I-i went through all that in the sleep clinic Mm-hmm. As long as I take my meds ..."

"We have reason to believe that the problem May be a lot worse than you're aware of," Derek said as he looked to him.

Arthur frowned. "I don't understand?"

Mark turned to look at Ivy. "Ivy, how often does your dad sleepwalk?" He asked.

Arthur sighed. "I slip. I just forgot my meds this time."

"No, you didn't. You took them while I was brushing my teeth Like you always do, and then you put me to bed Like you always do, And then you woke up screaming like you always do," Ivy said as she was crying.

"Ivy..."

Ivy looked to her dad. "I try to stay awake at night Because usually I can talk you back to bed. But tonight, I must have fallen asleep," She sobbed.

"Honey, why didn't you tell me?" Arthur asked his daughter.

"You said these bad dreams were caused by stress, And I'm your stress."

"Sweetheart..."

Ivy sobbed as she looked to him. "You take such good care of me during the day, I thought the least I could do Was take care of you at night, dad."

Mark walked over. He smiled. "But we're saying the nightmares were caused by the epilepsy, Not the stress. And if the test confirms the epilepsy, You understand what that would mean?" He asked.

Ivy turned to look at Mark. "This wasn't my fault?"

Mark nodded and smiled. "That it wasn't your fault," he told her.

"Dad..."

Derek sighed and looked to the nurses. "Let's get the E. E. G."

"Sweetheart."

****

Bailey ran into where the interns were. "What the hell is going on?" She asked, looking between the residents.

"We were trying to take out her appendix," Lexie said.

"And who's foolish idea was that?" Bailey asked, looking to someone for an answer.

"Mine."

****

Mark was sitting with Ivy. "Your dad won't be out of surgery for at least another hour. You could have a little nap," he said. He saw her drinking coffee. "What, you're 13, you're hitting the hard stuff?"

Ivy nodded. "I like the taste."

Mark shook his head. I was raised by parents who weren't very interested in having kids. They had friends, they had lives. They weren't around much at night. And before I went to bed, I'd turn on all the tvs ... Every light in the house, even in the closets. Still couldn't sleep," he told her.

"It's hard to sleep When you don't feel safe in your own house, isn't it?" Ivy said as she looked to Mark.

Mark sighed. "Give me that," he said as he took the coffee from her. "You are going to sleep."

Ivy shook her head. "No."

Mark nodded. "I'm not taking no for an answer. Close your eyes. I'll be here. Go on ... Close your eyes. Close your eyes," he told her.

Ivy rested her head on his shoulder. She soon closed her eyes.

****

"I was sleeping. And sleep isn't easy for me to come by. But I finally was asleep. And then I get a call," Webber said.

Bella sighed. "I can't believe the dimwits were actually that dimwitted," she mumbled.

Richard looked to the residents. "Don't blame yourselves. You four have been mature through this whole mess. You all saved that girls life. You called for help right away.  There was a time when Bella and Grace wouldn't have done that."

Both of them grinned. Lexie quickly ran in. "Chief. You don't... I can't let you get in trouble for this. It's not right. People tried to stop me. Dr Yang told me yesterday to shut it down. But I didn't listen," she said.

Bella turned to Cristina. "You knew about this?" She asked.

"I knew they were doing sutures."

****

Out in the hallway, Bella stood there with Grace.  Meredith was mad at Cristina. "Did you know?" She asked.

Cristina shook her head. "No."

Grace rolled her eyes. "You knew? You knew..."

"No!"

Bella scoffed. "You knew they were gonna cut her open?" She asked. She was pissed off with this whole situation.

"No!"

Grace again rolled her eyes. "Lexie just said you knew," she said.

"Sutures. I knew they were doing sutures on themselves and I didn't think I needed to say anything because I had shut it down, I had handled it."

Meredith shook her head. "Apparently you didn't, because it almost cost Lexie her job not to mention that Sadie almost died in there," she told her.

"Okay, you know what? Sadie did that to herself and let's not pretend that you have some sort of relationship with Lexie. Let's not pretend that you care about her."

"I care about my job, and I care about doing the right thing."

Cristina rolled her eyes. "Who are you to lecture me on doing the right thing Are you kidding me? You're not an attending, Meredith. You may be sleeping with one, but you aren't one yet," she told her.

Meredith nodded. "Is that what this is about... James? It's always gonna be about James?" She asked.

"Okay, fine, It's not about James. It's about you and me and the fact that you didn't have my back in that room," Cristina told her. "None of you had my back."

"What would you have wanted us to say? Oh don't worry. We all knew? No. This on your head," Bella said.

"I don't know. Anything. You should've said anything. You have a relationship with the chief. You have his ear, But you didn't say anything to defend me. Because this isn't just on me. I mean, you just stood there, and you watched him take me out of the running for solo surgery. You let me take all the blame, but the fact is that we all had interns in that room. We all failed to supervise them. And if your friend had died in there, if you and I hadn't saved her life, that would've been on all of us, too. You should've said that."

****

Bella walked over to Mark and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him. "I saw you. With Ivy. You were amazing with her. Gives me hope," she said.

"Hope for what?"

"Hope that I know you're going to be an amazing daddy. I want to have a baby with you Mark," Bella told him as she kissed his lips.

Mark's eyes widened. "You're serious?"

Bella nodded. "I am. Not yet though. I wanna get this crap sorted. Rouge interns are stressful," she said as she smiled.

****

Grace was stood in her bedroom. She turned to see Ellis. "Why are you here?" She asked. "You're dead."

Ellis said nothing. Just looked at Grace. Grace was crying. She knew what this meant. And she was scared. But she had no idea how her life was about to be flipped upside down.

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