❝ When people find out I'm Mark Sloan's daughter, they don't believe it. Why? Cause I'm chirpy and sunshiny! ❞
⤷ In which the unknown daughter of Mark Sloan gets transferred to Seattle Grace from Mercy West as a second year resident
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Sympathy for the devil Season five, episode twelve
ESME had sat on her bed as she watched Jack peek out the door of her bedroom door from the commotion downstairs.
"How am I supposed to sneak out of here with that frat party going on downstairs. Don't you kids ever sleep?" Jack asked, an annoyed look on his face.
"They're cleaning the house for you and Derek's mother," Esme informed him and Jack quickly closed the door as he stared wide eyed at Esme.
"My mom is coming?" Jack asked as he slowly walked towards Esme, "To Seattle?"
"So?" Esme asked, not really caring about it.
She had always been good with her boyfriends mother's, especially Catherine Avery.
"So that woman raised me, taught me right and wrong, and If she found that I was...with you, that we were...you're Mark Sloan's and Bella Dubois' daughter and you're basically sisters with Meredith Grey. You are forbidden fruit. You are twenty nine. You are a fetus," Jack explained and Esme made a face.
"Twenty five. I skipped four grades," Esme reminded him and Jack only stared at her.
"I feel dirty," Jack commented and Esme only chuckled in amusement knowing Jack had been nearly fourteen years older than her.
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ESME had stood by the nurses station, thinking about the death row patient who's case she was in.
Derek had obviously been frustrated with the man seeing as he was a serial killer, while Jack didn't seem to care. Esme knew Derek had been thinking about his father, who got shot and died from a robbery in his own store.
Esme had soon looked up and watched a blonde woman roll next to her, which caused Esme to gasp slightly but shut her mouth quickly once the woman stood next to her.
A few seconds passed and Esme would keep looking back and forth towards the woman, and the blonde woman turned to her with a awkward smile.
"Is there something on my face or do you have thing for me?" The woman asked, an amused look on her face causing Esme's face to flush.
"I-I, uh, I was just looking at your shoes. You know? When you...um rolled over here in your, um, shoes," Esme tried explained and the woman laughed.
"Arizona Robbins, peds," Arizona introduced herself as she took out her hand for Esme to shake.
"Esme Dubois-Sloan, second year resident," Esme greeted back as she shook Arizona's hand and Arizona raised her eyebrows.
