falling for you [m.s.]

ten

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it was early in the morning when gwen was walking through the hospital when she saw mark who was looking at a chart.

she turned on her heels, due to the fact that she doesn't want to talk to mark and bumped in thatcher grey.

"doctor." thatcher greets her. "i was wondering if the baby looks?"

"oh, she is good." she assures him.

"really?" mr.grey asks happy.

"yeah she is out of the woods. her vitals are strong. she made it through the night, and she is a.. she's a fighter." gwen answers.

"so i can tell my wife and daughter?" thatcher asked.

"you can and you should." gwen tells him.

"oh thank you. thank you so much." thatcher said relieved and walked away.

when gwen turned back around she meet marks gaze. they both looked at each other but then gwen looked away and stormed off.

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gwen was sitting outside of the hospital at a table when callie approached her and sat herself next to gwen.

"george kissed me yesterday." she tells the blond attending who was looking at a laptop. "one minute he's holding a urine bag, the next minute he's kissing me." when gwen didn't answer callie take that as a cue to continue. "you think he's just freaking out about his dad? yeah you're right. he's probably just freaking out. shouldn't hold him to it."

"what?" gwen asked suddenly.

"did you not just heard what i said?" callie asks her. "i'm pouring my heart out here. geez. it's all about you, isn't it? everything's about gwen."

"i lost mark's baby." gwen confesses.

"it is all about you." callie said. "the floor is all yours."

"about nine months ago....i .. peed on a stick. and i wasn't even gonna tell him, but then i did. tell him. and he went out and he bought this insane yankees onesie, and a calendar and marked the due date. wich, i should have mention, was today."

"but you lost it?" callie asked her. "how?"

"in my second month of pregnancy mark and i had a car accident. due to my injuries the baby unfortunately died."

"i'm so sorry." callie tells her. "how did mark reacted?"

"he was heartbroken. he always said it was his fault because he didn't saw the other car we chrashed in." she answers. "he wanted to try again but i just couldn't. i couldn't have another baby because i wanted the baby we lost. but he didn't understand me."

"he didn't?" callie aksed to wich gwen shook her head. "what happened then?"

"we had a big fight one evening. i told mark that it was his fault and that i hate him for that and that he should go. and he did go." gwen began to tear up so callie squeezed her arm.

"oh my god honey, i'm so sorry."

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again it was the next day in seattle.

"sloan! dr.sloan." alex calls him. "bone dry cappuccino." he tells him while following down the hall. "i noticed you had a reconstructive rhinoplasty today, and i'd really like to scrub in if at all possible."