Zosia Megier


Seattle Grace Hospital – ER. Controlled chaos. Nurses moving, monitors beeping. Sofia is assisting, focused. Mark walks in mid-case.


„What’ve we got?”

I anserw without missing a beat.
„Male, 42. Blunt chest trauma, possible rib fractures, decreased breath sounds on the left—”

Mark raises an eyebrow, impressed.
„You always answer like that, or are you trying to impress me?”

I rolled my eyes. Really? 
„Neither. I’m trying to save the patient.”

He looks at me and smirks.
„Keep going.”

„BP’s dropping. We should prep for a chest tube.”

The blue-eyed man frowned.
“We”?

I made eye contact with him.
„Unless you have a better idea.”

(tiny pause — Mark smirks)

„Alright. Show me what you’ve got.”

We work — quick, efficient. I don’t hesitate. It goes well.

⸻

[Later – hallway outside ER]

„So… not bad.” Mark he said looking at me.

„High praise.” I anserwed quick.

„You didn’t freeze. That already puts you ahead of half your class.” he said little bit impressed. 

I could see it even when he was trying to not show it.

„Good to know the bar is low.” I said with small smile.

Mark made half-smile.

„It is. You’re still above it. Where’d you learn that?”

„Med school.”I replied as if nothing had happened


„No.”

He shook his head slightly.

„That wasn’t med school. That was… muscle memory.”

I frowned my brows.

„Or maybe I just don’t panic.”

He rolled his eyes and looked at me like I was some kind of alien.

„Everyone panics. The good ones just hide it.”

He steped a little closer and lowered his voice.

„You didn’t even have to.”

I looked away for a second — small crack. 

„You’re making a lot of assumptions.”

„I’m making observations.” He said. „You don’t ask questions you should be asking. You already know the answers.

I replied sharper now.

„Or I don’t like wasting time.”

„Or you don’t like people realizing you’re ahead of them.”

Silence — that one hits.

I rolled my eyes.

„Why does it matter to you?”

He laughed.

„It doesn’t. Except it kind of does.”

„Why?”

Mark replied honest, but still light.

„Because people like you either become really good surgeons…
or they crash hard trying to prove something.”

I studied him now.

„And which one do you think I am?”

Mark slight smiled: 

„Haven’t decided yet.”

 He starts to walk off, then stops.

„But I’m leaning toward “trying to prove something.””


„You don’t know me.” I said confidently.

Mark glances back.

„No. But I know that look. Seen it before.”

(he leaves. I watch him go, jaw tight.


„You don’t know anything.” I said to myself now.


Mark Sloan

Greys Anatomy — Mark Sloan

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