The Alternative (Mark Sloan story)

Chapter 30

03X20 

Time after Time

"Nice sweater." A woman said, while Mark, Juliette, and Ricard stand in the elevator. 

"Yeah...my wife..." Richard started. 

"What?" Women questioned Richard. 

"My wife, she gave it to me...the sweater. Actually, it's my ex-wife. It's amicable." Richard  said, getting a look from the lady. 

"I'm sorry?" Woman asked. 

"The divorce, it's amicable. Very friendly. I'm a friendly guy." Richard said, the lady leaving after Richard was done talking. Juliette looked at Mark giving him a look about what had just happened. 

"I'm a friendly guy?" Mark asked, relating what Richard had said. 

"Sloan!" Richard replied. 

"She pressed five and got off at three. She'd rather walk up two flights of stairs then flirt with you. Hell, she'd rather climb up the outside of the building." Juliette spoke, getting a look form Richard. 

"I wasn't flirting." Richard replied. 

"You're telling me. There's no need to be embarrassed. It's time for you to shake off the rust and get back in the game. You need a wing man." Mark said. 

"I have patients to see." Richard said, leaving the elevator. 

"We'd make a great team." Mark called out to him. 

"You need to be more nicer to people, no wonder no one likes you." Juliette tells mark, walking away from him. 

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"Hetrotopic transplant, he is upping his game. I need a gambit. I need to force him into the defensive, take his queen." Cristina says, her, Meredith, and Juliette walking into the locker room. Cristina then looks at both Meredith and Juliette asking them a question. "You've never played chess?" 

"No, it's boring." Juliette replied, chaining into her scrubs. 

"I'm not a geek." Meredith said. 

"I've gotta crush him. I've gotta annihilate him at his own game." Cristina said. 

"So, it's weird, right? That Susan keeps stopping by like this? I mean, we just became friends or semi-related or whatever you call your estranged father's wife." Meredith said.

"I think it's sweet." Juliette spoke. 

"You may be confused since you were basically raised by wolves but this is what mother's do. They stop by, they stock the fridge. Dude, you think she might do our laundry?" Alex asked, cutting into the conversation. 

"Hey! Get your own fake mom." Meredith said, as George enters the locker room. 

"Hey." George said, then started talking to Callie. "Bad night on call?" 

"Yeah, one my patient's gooey abscess exploded all over me at 4 am..." Callie replied to him as Izzie entered the locker room. 

"Holy Mary, mother of God. Pray for us sinners now and in the..." Izzie mutters, walking towards the group. 

"Iz, you look nice." Alex said. 

"Did you just come from confession?" Meredith questioned, as everyone looked at her. 

 "Holy Mary..." Izzie says. 

 "In a church?" Meredith had finished. 

"Shut up." Izzie replied.