SURGEONS PARADISE ➼ Mark Sloan

𝟯𝟲. 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲𝘀 (𝗥𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗨𝗽)

Mia rolled over in bed. She and Mark hadn't slept much. They'd been having sex most of the night and Mia was sore. She didn't know why. But her hormones had been all over the place.

Ever since Owen Hunt had joined, Mia had been doubting herself. About Whether or not she was good enough to be a doctor. She felt as though she wasn't. And it hurt her.

All she had ever wanted was to be a surgeon. But Owen had made her doubt it all.

Mia sat on the bed. She looked up as Esmè she walked in. She looked to her. "I haven't been to sleep. Whatever. These are amazing. They're... they're all about the medicine. I mean, there's, like, no personal crap, no talk about boyfriends or feelings. She hardly even mentions me, you and Mer!" She said. She smiled. "I've got Mer on the phone."

"Yes, thank you for pointing that out. What about when she held the retractor for six hours without moving?" Mia said as she looked to her.

"They're like the harry potter books we never had. Hey, did you read the part when she did the pyloric stenosis on the 3-week-old baby?"

Esmè blinked. "Mia. You need to sleep. You don't need more coffee," she told her. She grinned. "You shouldn't stay up all night having sex."

Mia shrugged. "It wasn't all night. Just until Mark went to work."

"Same thing."

****

Mia walked over to Esmè. She smiled. "Hey, you're late. She has skills lab. I'm not gonna make it with Owen Hunt. I will end up in jail," she told her.

Alex looked to his best friend. He rolled his eyes. "Good morning, Mia."

Mia frowned as she looked to him. "Dude. Why are you so cheerful?" She asked.

"See you later?" Esmè said as she looked to Alex. Mia was dragging her off. "You're annoying you know that?"

"I know. But... I haven't slept."

"Knock yourself out then!"

"Mean!"

****

Derek walked over to Bailey who had been talking to her husband on the phone. "How's that going?" He asked.

Bailey scoffed. "You just heard us arguing about the marriage counseling. How do you think it's going?" She said as Derek yawned. She shook her head. "No. You're doing a craniotomy on my patient rosemary bullard today. Now are you gonna be awake for that, or will you be yawning into her brain?"

"Meredith kept me up most of the night."

"I don't want to hear about your dirty, nasty..."

Derek shook his head. "Talking with the twins. The Grey sisters can talk a lot."

Bailey nodded and smirked. "And they stole your sleep? Did you say they go or I go?" She asked.

Derek scoffed. "I don't think I'd win that one. Those three come as a set. You should know that by now," he told her.

Bailey nodded. "Talk to Mark Sloan."

"No. I think counseling's a good move. Addison and I did counselling."

"Right before you got divorced?" Bailey called out to Derek as he walked off.

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Chief Webber walked in. He smiled. "Ladies and gentlemen. Allow me to introduce to you...," he began as he removed a white sheet from off of a mannequin. "Stan."

Mia jumped a mile as the robot blinked. Esmè frowned. "What the hell is all of that about?" She asked.

"A state of the art, computerised patient simulator. Stan can educate you in airway management, trauma assessment and care. He breathes, he pulsates, he seizes, he haemorrhages, he secretes and he speaks," Chief Webber said. He turned to look at the mannequin. "Hello Stan."