gwen walked outside the to the ambulance bay with crsitina. this weekend the boards take place in san francisco. a shuttle bus is taking the residents to the airport.
"okay, don't overthink it. they want standard protocol, not cutting edge. this is a test in proficiency, and you're proficient in your sleep. so just make sure that you get a lot of sleep." gwen advises cristina.
"you want me to be relaxed, right?" cristina asks slightly annoyed by gwen's motivation.
"exactly." gwen nods.
"this isn't helping." cristina dismisses her then she walked to the bus.
"you're right. go!" she smiles. "kick ass."
then she got paged by derek.
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derek paged her to the daycare.
"they called ten minutes ago. she started throwing up right after i dropped her off." derek explains gwen while meredith hugs zola close to her.
"she's really warm. maybe i should stay." meredith says.
"no, babies get sick." gwen tells her not wanting her sister-in-law to miss her boards. "it sucks, but it's the disgusting circle of life. you have trained to hard. callie had personally put in hours of her life that she will never get back, so you're not failing bust because your mommy hormones are all code orange."
"go to the airport. pass your boards." derek tells his wife.
"my baby is sick." meredith protests.
"lucky for her, her father and aunt are doctors." derek reminds her.
"takes a village. and zola's village is chock-full of doctors. okay? she will be fine. just go. make me proud." gwen assures her.
"all right." meredith nods. "mama loves you, zo. you're my zozo. i love you. i'll be home soon." meredith kissed her cheek before leaving.
"hey, gwen, thank you very much. do you mind looking after her for a minute?" derek asks. "i gotta make some calls."
"yeah, no. no. hailey had that bug last week, so i'm not getting anywhere near that." gwen dismisses him.
"what happened to we're a village?" derek asks her.
"it's a metaphor, shepherd. good luck." gwen calls as she walks away.
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gwen stood at a table in an empty room searching through some chart and files when she heard a knock.
"i need you, gwen." mark says making her jump a little.
"hi. what?" gwen asks confused.
"i need you." mark repeats. "i'm doing a skin graft, and i'm stuck with an intern who thinks that debriding the necrotic tissue is the title of a nine inch nails album."
"you sure it's not?" gwen chuckles.
"it might be. i'm not familiar with their later work." mark says making gwen raise a hand to stop him from talking.
"you're just sad because jackson is off to take his boards." gwen states.
"he and i work well together. we understand each other. like you and i use to, you know? so i need you." mark smiles still standing in the doorway.
"first of all, i'm not even a plastic surgeon. i couldn't help you even if i'd want and second i have a lot of things to do today." gwen dismisses him.
"all right. thought it would be fun, working together. but if you're busy..." mark started to walk away.
"mark, wait." gwen calls him. "you should check out the latest nine inch nails album. it is pretty.... fresh."
mark chuckled walking closer to kiss her head before walking away.
"i said fresh."
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gwen got paged down to the e.r to an emergency. she walked into the trauma room snapping on her gloves.
"kid arrested twice in the field." owen informs the cardio surgeon.
"add an ekg to the trauma labs and get x-ray in here, stat." gwen instructs.
"right away." the nurse nods when a woman stormed into the room.
"oh, god. ricky." the woman gasps. "what was he even doing in his car? he's supposed to be at basketball practice."
"okay, is he allergic to anything?" bailey asks her.
"no." was the woman's reply.
"does he have heart problems?" gwen asks after listening to his breathsounds.
"no. probably driving too fast. we swore that if he got even one ticket, we would take that car from him." the mother informs them.
"hang a unit of 0neg and make sure the ct is ready." owen shouts.
"rick! what is happening?" the mother asks getting more panicked when bailey tried to guide her outside the room. "what are they doing?"
gwen looked up at owen when the mother was gone her stesthoscop still in her ears.
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"we can't wait for you to prep an evr." owen informs gwen as they entered the o.r.
"all right. well, why don't you open him up, and i'll get him prepped?" gwen suggests.
"you're gonna fill him full of blood thinners, his organs will bleed out before we get a chance to save them." owen reminds her making her sigh. "he needs damage control."
"opening his chest will cause more damage in the long run than we can control." gwen says.
"all right." owen agrees. "prep him head to toe."
"all right." gwen followed him in the scrub room.
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after the surgery gwen sat in the cafeteria as mark watched her before he walked over to her biting in his apple.
"you mind if i join you?" mark asks.
"of course. why are you even asking?" gwen was confused.
"i just wanted to be nice." he smiles. "i sent my idiot intern to get lunch. i told him to get me anything but lentil soup. you know what he brought me?"
"lentile soup." gwen chuckles.
"the future of medicine."
"i don't know. they're not all hopeless." gwen reminds him.
"i know. i'm spoiled with avery." mark agrees. "he's quick, he's thorough, he's funny."
"right, in a very dry kind of way." gwen said remembering the time when jackson was interested in cardio. "remember when he hitted on me to get surgeries?"
"thanks. now it's easier for me that he's gone." mark thanks. "what did he said actually?"
but gwen got cut short of mark's pager.
"great." he sighs. "it's dumbo, the flying idiot. i left him treating a burn. now he's probably the one on fire."
gwen chuckled as he kissed her.
"i love you." he whispers.
"love you too."
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after a day full of surgeries gwen meet up with her husband again. this time at a nurses station.
"we meet again." he states the obvious.
"we do." gwen agrees giving her chart a nurse.
"did people ever hit on you? i mean, in this hospital." mark asks suddenly make her eyes go wide.
"why would you ask me that out of nowhere?" gwen asks.
"just wanting to know. i mean, i have a bad reputation, so i wouldn't mind if you'd slept with staff members." mark explains.
"to be honest, except that little fling with arizona, not really. i mean, when i first got here karev hitted on me a few times but that's it." gwen replies making mark's face drop.
"so, you never slept with another woman or man in this hospital?" he asks.
"no." gwen shokes her head.
"now i feel bad." mark said.
"but i slept with almost every guy in l.a. and when i was drunk with woman. i think i had a threesome but i really don't know." gwen blurts. "you're not the only one who slept with a lot of people."
"why did you never told me?" mark asks suprised by her words.
"i don't know." gwen shrugs. "i mean, do you feel better, now that you know it?"
"not really." mark says as gwen give him a look.
"but that's not important. i love you. i want to spend the rest of my life with you. nothing will change that. i want to grow old with you." gwen assures him.
"i love you, too." mark smiles.
"i have another consult can you pick up hailey?" gwen asks.
"of course." mark kissed her temple. "don't stay to late."
then he walked away gwen watching him.