Endless Dreams, Still Holding On - Mark Sloan

"Do Your Damn Job." - Chapter Nine

"You know I don't have to leave today. I could change my flight." Mark mutters as we are in the kitchen making breakfast,

"No. No you can't, you need to go home Mark, you said it yourself. You can come back but you need to sort things out and figure out what you're going to do." I tell him with a sad smile,

"I know..." He sighs, my phone rings and I recognise the name. Dylan - a guy I met at the hospital a few weeks ago, I gave him my number on a napkin, he gave me his and he said he'd call me. When it had been a week and I had heard nothing I just assumed that it wasn't going to happen, but now he's calling,

"I'll be right back." I smile at him and stand in the living room,

"Hey." I say into the phone,

"Oh thank God, I finally got the right number." I hear him sigh,

"What?" I laugh slightly,

"For the past few weeks I've called about 20 different people in hopes they would be you. A few of the numbers on the napkin were smudged so I couldn't tell what they were." He tells me,

"Why didn't you just come by to the hospital, I'm normally there working." I laugh and he sighs,

"Yeah, you see I didn't think of that." We both laugh, "Any chance you're free this Saturday evening?" He asks and I smile,

"I'm sure I could figure something out." I smile,

"Perfect, I'll pick you up at 7." He says,

"I'll text you my address, see you Saturday." I say and hang up walking back into the kitchen, Elijah is sleeping still.

"What's happening Saturday..." He asks quietly,

"I have a date." I smile and he doesn't say anything, just stands up and walks towards the front door, "Wait what? Where are you going? You dont have to leave yet." I say confused, following him,

"Yeah well I wouldn't wanna be here anymore thinking that we were getting somewhere while your going on dates." He says looking at me,

"What? Getting somewhere? What the hell are you on about Mark?" I ask,

"Oh, sue me for thinking that maybe, just maybe we could have what we used to have again but that's not happening is it, because you're planning dates with other guys while I'm sat here planning days out with you and Eli." He says sarcastically, he wants to be how we used to be...?

"Stop trying to shame me for having a love life Mark, if you want to go on dates then go ahead. I'm not stopping you."

"Fine! Maybe I will. Maybe I'll just go and sleep with Addison again." He says making me glare at him, he clearly regrets what he said because he sighs and shakes his head looking down,

"You know what, your just a fottuto idiota egoista." I say the last three words in Italian, I dont want Elijah to hear because then he would copy me if he could say it and knew it was bad. I took Italian in high school and college, so I'm pretty much fluent in it now.

"Just because you're speaking in a different language doesn't mean I dont know when your swearing at me!" He says louder than before,

"I wasn't speaking in a different language so you didn't know, I was doing it so Eli wouldn't hear me say it!" I snap back at him, "God Mark not everything is about you, why do you have to be like this. If you wanted to get back together then you should have said something, I had no idea you even still felt that way abou-" He cut me off and kissed me, I kiss back. After a few seconds we pull away,

"Of course I still feel that way about you, have you seen you?" He laughs lightly,

"We cant do this Mark, I cant do this..." I mutter. I dont think I would be able to handle it if something bad happened between us again,