falling for you [m.s.]

one hundred sixty four

gwen was up late for a normal work day. she hadn't had any surgery planned for the morning.

she stretched after she sat up. then she looked over to the other side of the bed. it was empty. mark had morning rounds today.

she stood up rubbing her eyes before walking into the bathroom to do her morning routine.

after she felt fresh and ready she walked downstairs to see the mess mark and the kids left this morning.

she smiled to herself knowing that it's a privelege that she is able to have so much time with her family.

she cleaned everything up before making some coffee for herself.

she enjoyed drinking it. then she grabbed her phone to see a message from the hospital.

she had to be ealier at the hospital as it seems.

she groaned before going upstairs again. then she dressed and did her hair at least a little bit.

then she drove to the hospital.

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gwen was changed into her scrubs and asked the nurse for her tablet. she then looked up her patient's chart while paging meredith for a consult.

she walked down the hall not looking up from the device in her hands.

she almost walked into someone.

"whoa, careful." mark chuckles as gwen almost made him pour all the coffee on his coat.

"oh, sorry." gwen apologises now looking up.

"no problem. i actually like you running into me." mark smiles kissing her. "you're here already? i thought your surgery isn't for another hours."

"i thought so, too. but my patient is getting worse." gwen sighs rubbing her forehead. "i'm so tired actually."

"here, take my coffee." mark offers holding it in front of her.

"thank you. you're great." gwen tells him sipping on the coffee.

"i know." mark smirks kissing her again.

"hey, you paged me?" meredith interrupts the two as she walks up to them in her casual clothes. it seems like she just got here. "what do you got?"

"uhh, seventeen-year-old with history of biliary atresia. chronic liver rejection." gwen explains showing the brunette her chart. "uh.. waiting on donors, but he keeps deteriorating. i'm running out of ideas."

"let me take a look." meredith grabs the tablet looking down it.

"i didn't pull you out of zola's dance class or something, did i?" gwen asks concerned.

"no, no. derek's home, though." meredith replies causing both mark's and gwen's eyes to widen a bit.

"since when?" mark asks confused.

"last night." meredith tells him not looking up from the screen. "and this morning."

"and?" gwen asks.

"and what?" meredith asks.

"and do you know who answered his phone?" gwen clarifies her question.

"his biliary outflow is strictured. i want to examine him myself and get a new ultrasound." meredith explains avoiding the question before leaving the two alone.

"she's avoiding it." mark states to which gwen nods.

"unfortunately." gwen sighs sipping on her coffee. "see you later." she kissed him before following meredith.