Calzona: Happily Ever After 💞

Chapter 3

Calliope didn't manage to stop Sloan from marching over to this guy.

Mark now reached the guy , who started running away , " Trying to run away you rotten coward. "

The guy turned around , " What did you just call me ?! "

" Yeah you don't like it do ya , well I don't like you bullying my friends. " Mark said still angry.

" Well I'm just educating you and your pussy sucking friend over there about - " the guy couldn't finish his sentence before Sloan lost it and threw a punch at his cheek.

Sloan could still feel the Seattle sun beams attacking his cheek making it feel sticky and dry. He still could still feel the water building on his forehead, then getting sucked up by the heat of the sun. His heart pounded out of his chest, each hypotensive beat like it was going to burst through his rib cage. " Got anything else to say , you little rat ! "

The other guy who was dressed in dark navy blue jeans and grey shirt while black sunglasses now were balancing on his nose bridge. His lip bust , red blood trickling out , starting to stain his cheek red. The guy of course wasn't happy with being hit so aimed for Sloan's cheek , his arm raised , fist heading for it. " Yes , your little friend is a freak. "

Sloan just grew more angry and threw another punch at the guy's non existent cheek bone.

The guy stumbled back clutching his chin , before he could retaliate he was on the floor. Sloan had managed to trip him up.
" Look who won , toothless. "

" You won't next time " the guy on the floor said ,trying to stand up.

" Really ? " Sloan questioned.

Hunt arrived and looked disappointed, " Come on , before you do more damage. "

Sloan reluctantly agreed to walk with him but still apart. Mark felt the Seattle sun beams get less stronger on his skin , his skin felt sticky by the built up sweat that made its home there. Himself was staring back at him as he walked towards the large mirrors which also doubled as doors to the main visitor entrance to Seattle Grace hospital. A disheveled exhausted red creature stared back at him.

Hunt walked beside him , he too felt sweat build up on his body under his white lab coat. He realised how exhausted his colleague looked in the large mirrors , the bottom of the right one bearing a large shatter  that was covered with cellophane , made by an angry patient. Thinking now that he definitely should have got the shatter proof glass instead of the normal glass. His pager bleeped letting him know he was needed but decided to ignore it.

Howling like a wolf the crisp westerly artic winds made contact with everything in its path , including the duo's hair , changing their once neat hair into a crumpled mess. Owen didn't care though , he was always slightly self - conscious about his hair but never admitted it to anyone , he felt his hair was always dull and boring and never as perfect as Sloan or McDreamy's.

Nurses and doctors dominated the ground floor of the hospital, each person looking like a disfigured blurred paint line in Sloan's eye site. A strong disinfectant filled the air , which had now become so normal in their lives , neither attending could smell it. Sloan couldn't seem to distinguish the actual sentences forming on these ' paint lines ' lips as the DRs walked towards the elevator. A young nurse walked up to them just before they walked into the elevator, words were falling off her lips but Mark couldn't seem to understand them. Hunt , seemed to understand and answered her questions of : ' Hi Chief Hunt, we have been trying to contact you but no joy there , there's a patient that needs your assisted in the pit . It's a child , Robbins sent me for you. I'm sorry for any inconvenience. '

Brown hair flowed down her body to her shoulders, landing in a tangled heap. The light blue scrubs hugged her figure exactly where they should. A thin layer of make up carpeted her face , making her dimples pop out when she smiled. A name badge clutched to her scrub pants , hanging on for dear life. Hunt , noticed her incredible features, quickly looking down for a name and happily finding one : Melissa Seabourne - pediatric nurse . As she walked away from him , he thought to himself , ' I don't remember signing her , must have been Webber , Herman or Robbins , how could I not know my own staff.

Hunt looked into her cocoa eyes a little too intently , searching for a story of her life , he still managed to understand what the young lady standing a bit too close to him say. He replied not bothering to ask for space , ' Hi , I understand I'm needed , but I'm sure Robbins can deal with them on her own , tell her I'm not available and if she needs help she can't get Dr Torres, Dr Kepner or Dr Karev. '

Melissa looked into his ocean eyes searching for a reason of why he was grumpy , she couldn't find one. The young nurse tried to listen to what he was saying but was too far concentrated on his sky blue irises than what his voice was doing. Grey,yellow,purple and brown: a bruise. Formed on her forearm , stinging a little more now. She needed to wince but tried not to , failed , she winced and the Chief caught it and furrowed his eyebrows , almost asking for an explanation , then his eyes drove down to her arm than drove back up to hers.

Hunt continued looking at her worried , waiting for an explanation of some sort either about that bruise or the patient. Another gust of wind twisted and whirled through the hospital, catching Hunts lab  coat throwing it to the left but still caught to his body. Those ocean irises once again flew to this interesting young nurse , the bitter sweet breeze caught her scrubs throwing them to the right , another bruise , no , a baby ?!

Melissa noticed him staring at her abdomen as she replied to what he said. Her cocoa eyes were watching Sloan's, she started wondering why he looked so lost. " Ok Chief Hunt, I'll let her know , goodbye.

Hunt looked up and she was gone. He turned to Sloan who was still standing beside him in a daze. Hunt clicked his fingers infront of Sloan's face, Sloan looked at him.

Hunt walked to the elevator pressing the 'up' button. He stared at the dull metallic grey elevator doors, thinking about that whole experience.

Sloan was thinking to about the girl , who was she , he too had never seen her before , he too noticed the bruise , whoever she was , she was hurt. He looked at his colleague who was staring at the doors , then looked back to the floor. The elevator sounding snapped him and Hunt out of their thoughts.

Bailey walked out with Warren holding his hand. Hunt smiled at them saying Hi. Bailey looked at Sloan intently wondering why he looked so exhausted, she said , " Sloan , McDreamy's looking for ya. " But all it was to him was nothing.

Hunt looked around in the elevator at the new advertisements. Sloan looked at the floor, squinting at the bright lighting.

The elevator doors closed.

[ AN :

~ Who is Melissa Seabourne? Why don't Mark and Owen know her?

~ Was Melissa hurt deliberately by someone else or was it an accident ?

~ Was it a baby bump Owen noticed or something else?

~ Is Sloan ever going to fully get out of the daze ? Why has he suddenly gone deaf ?

~ Is Calliope and Arizona ok ?

~ Is the guy Mark attacked going to press charges ? Will he go to prison? Will Sloan go to prison?

So many questions, so many answers , find out the answers in the next chapters!
Thankyou for reading , votes and feedback much appreciated! ]