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"They're here..." Tyler says slowly, turning his nose up.
Bonnie and the other nurses look over as the Mercy West staff make their way in to their territory. Orange scrubs for the residents. Salmon scrubs for the nurses. Ugh.
"And we let good staff go for those?" Deb shakes her head and walks off annoyed.
Bonnie sighs small. They're all a bit tense, on edge. Many budget cuts have been made and many more are still coming. George O'Malley, the sweetest soul you'll ever meet, passed away tragically. Izzy Stevens and Alex Karev married at what should have been Meredith and Derek's wedding - thank god that didn't go to plan - because everyone thought Izzy would be dead by now.
"Why do you file things here?" One of the new nurses asks, scrunching her face up.
Bonnie raises an eyebrow. "Because that's how we like it."
"At Mercy We-"
"Does this look like Mercy West to you?" Bonnie snaps. "No. We file it how we want to file it and you can suck it up or suck my-"
"She's not normally like this, I'm sorry." Mark smiles as he pulls Bonnie back.
"Oh, so we sleep with attendings here to get what we want, got it." She sasses.
Mark releases Bonnie. "Go for it."
Bonnie lunges at the girl and punches her, grabbing her hair. "Take this message to all of your buddies - keep your dirty fingers off our jobs." She snaps, letting go.
Mark smirks a little and rushes after Bonnie. "You're hot when you- okay." He smirks as he's pulled into the on call room.
After a quick fuck, Bonnie and Mark lay on the bed panting. This has happened a lot lately - angry, hot sex. Bonnie has been so pent up, she's not handling life well. The Lexie situation is draining, Meredith and her can't even be on the same floor and now Derek and her have, once again, been reduced to pleasantries in the OR or corridor and that's it.
"Did you call that therapist?" Mark asks after a moment.
"You're my therapist." She kisses his lips and grabs her scrub top, pulling it on. She ties her hair up. "And you're phenomenal."
He smirks cockily for a minute. "Yeah... no, but seriously. Did you?"
Bonnie sighs as she slips her crocs on. "No, okay? No I haven't. And I'm not going to because I am fine. I love you. Don't forget you've got-"
"Poppy at 3, I know. I love you." He smiles small and watches her go.
Bonnie got clean up duty for hitting that nurse, despite Debs amusement. And the tension with the Mercy Westers and Seattle Gracers has become electric. After a huge ordeal over a patient dying, they had to buckle down and sort it out. On the plus side, Pop is so close to getting the surgery she so desperately wants. They're moving to Seattle for a little while so she can recover with Mark and Bonnie's help.
And another big change?
Derek is chief.
Yep.
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mark on my heart | Mark Sloan
FanfictionMark Sloan; Womaniser. Manwhore. Heartless. Bonnie Teller; Screws like a whore. Sarcastic. Heartless. Both have no idea what life has in store for them when they end up as Derek's best friends. What if they become more? TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ this story...