With Mark’s words growing in heartbreak and timbre, Teddy’s gaze grew increasingly more horrified as she realized her lips had betrayed her. Was her heart really so fickle as to voice those forbidden words? She’d thought she’d left that part of her in the past where it belonged; yet, it seemed as though the unconscious had brought out her aging love in ways that were unforgivable.
Blanching from her guilt and humiliation, Teddy drew her trembling hands away. She’d been naive enough to think the best of herself; to think her heart might tend to change even after she’d proven time and time again that change was something she was incapable of. In that moment, without the words to be her sword and shield, her vulnerability could not have been more absolute. What could she possibly say to right the wrongs that had come between them? She couldn’t void Henry’s love for Mark’s sake, no less than she could hurt Mark in Henry’s name. There were no hard-and-fast rules when it came to love, and each step she took was a venture that could risk everything she held dear. Was it really worth it, or would she fare better by cutting her losses — by picking up her wayward heart and escaping the perpetual fear? But Teddy had never been one to run. Even with the greatest of odds stacked against her, Teddy had faith in her courage to the end; in sacrifice, she had always been a believer. And there was no doubt in her mind that Mark was worth it.
“Mark…” Teddy said quietly. “You know I can’t apologize for what I said. He’s a part of me; he always will be. I will never be able to love you if you can’t accept that, but I know you, Mark — and I know you do. You understand me in ways no one else has since Henry died, and it’s saved me. You saved me. But that doesn’t mean I can stop loving Henry.” There was so much more she had to say, but words could not have been more ineffectual — and still she had to see it through to the end. “I am trying, Mark. I don’t love you yet, but I’m getting there. All I’m asking for is a little time.”
“I know you can’t stop loving him, I don’t expect you to are want you to stop but I don’t know if I can wait for you to start loving me. Because what if I wait, I wait and you can never get there. And so suddenly I’m an 80 year old man, alone, that’s now lost two loves of his life. Because he didn’t tell them soon enough. I’m trying to be open, Teddy but last time I waited for the other person to catch up they died in my arms so you can get where I’m a little skeptical.” Waiting. Waiting is what got him here in the first place. He wanted to stop waiting and actually take action. Because the longer he waited the more time that passed, the more days without love went by and the more hope lost. He was running out of days, days to have that dream family, that dream life and that dream girl. Teddy was always going to love Henry and Mark was alway going to love Lexie. That was fine. That was normal.
“It’s fine,” But it wasn’t, he wasn’t fine, they weren’t fine. “Don’t feel guilty, you shouldn’t feel guilty. You’re not there. You’re allowed to go on your time, but I can’t be on your clock anymore.” Mark stepped back slowly, tangent fingertips brushing against the back of his head somberly. Chewing on the inside of his cheek, clenched body standing in front of her. “You’re not getting it, I never said I can’t accept that, all this time I’ve been saying the exact opposite. I understand you can’t apologize, and I don’t want you to. I understand you’re always going to love him because I’m always going to love her. But you’re IN love with him, like he’s here. But he’s not. I’m here. I’m here and you can’t seem to fall in love with me.” A nervous chuckle slipped through his lips, he had always had a problem with subtly.
“I’m just going to give you a little time. I’ll stay at my place from now on.”
Amelia bit her lip, contemplating Mark’s offer. It was a nice deal, and she knew it. At this point, any time away from her family was a blessing – less suspicion, and she could probably get away with a lot more. No trouble. The only problem was that one stipulation. She knew it came from a good place, but it also meant staying away from her best route to drugs; away from the consistency of her high – and how exactly was she supposed to do that? Anyone who had every been through it could tell you what a bitch coming down could be, and she only had so many pills still on her. The supply wouldn’t last long. But maybe it would last long enough… Seeing Robbie right now was hardly high on her list of fun things to do, anyway.
“Okay,” she nodded, just anxious to maintain her cover. “Deal. I could probably use some time away, anyway. He wasn’t very happy with me.” Obviously. Amelia sighed. It’s not like he was always like this. The impression she gave now was hardly a fair one. There was a reason she liked him in the first place.
“He’s not really a bad guy, you know,” she murmured. “Usually he’s– He’s not like this. Usually he’s–” Eyes dropped and she fidgeted. There was no way to explain that anyone would understand.
“I understand.” He understood how Amelia thought, but he also knew that the way she thought was wrong. The adoration she carried for this man was misplaced, but she was too young and naive to know. But Mark also knew that reprimanding her would only drive her away and further into the man’s arms so the best way to protect her was to understand her in the best way he could. The way that Derek refuses to and the way her sisters would never see. The Shepherd’s were Mark’s family && that meant he had to protect his family, Amelia being one of them. So, the instinct came naturally.
“You hungry? We could go out and grab some burgers, go see a movie, or something?” Anything to get both their mind’s off of the fact she had been beaten by a man that would most likely be dead or rotting in a jail cell if the Shepherd’s knew about him.
❝ I messed up. I ruined a good opportunity for him. It was– It was my fault. ❞
Amelia winced as he dabbed at her wound, trying not to appear in as much pain as she felt. How could he not be good enough? How was she supposed to believe that after all she had done – and all she had let him do? Mark would never understand. Not unless she told him everything, and they were words she could barely fathom let alone speak aloud. A part of her wanted to defend him, to say he wasn’t a bad guy, but they both knew he was. The only thing was she was just as bad a girl.
❝ Thank you Mark. I– Thank you. ❞
Wide eyes blinked back tears, not believing a single word he said, but appreciating the sincerity behind each one. He cared; that much she knew, and she was thankful for it, even if she didn’t deserve it. Someone who would listen without lecturing.
❝ The swelling will go down soon, right? I don’t want my mom to see. ❞
“Amelia.. if anything you did him a favor. You saved him from himself and doing something you shouldn’t have a part in. But your life is your life and I’m not your big brother, so I can’t tell you what to do. But I can’t let him lay another hand on you. So I suggest you get another boyfriend or be pretty damn sure he won’t do it again. Your life is your life, but seeing you like this- it affects me Amelia. But don’t ever hesitate to come to me– you hear? Lips are sealed.”
Brushing another strain of her out of her face, Mark gently pulled down her head to press a soft kiss to her forehead. Running his fingers along her cheek and pulling back at her question.
“It’ll go down a little but not all the way so you’re going to need to have a good lie set in. Not too well though, lucky for you though charming and making people forget the actual question they were asking is my speciality.” Flashing her a small smile.
She looked at him for a long moment, considering the question. Their relationship hadn’t been even close to stable. And they didn’t trust each other. How could they? He cheated and she aborted their baby. But this went beyond logic.
“Yes,” she finally answered. “I mean I know we didn’t exactly work so great last time…but I do want you.”
They both had made numerous amount
of mistakes the first time around. But he
couldn’t when the relationship(or whatever you want to call it) in the first place started
when she was still married. Things would be different this time around. They were two stable people(or somewhat stable) that knew
what they wanted. But what Mark didn’t know was… why… why she wanted h i m.
Mark, Derek, and Addison all live in New York. Derek is married to Addison in what people think is a ‘happy’ relationship but really Mark is screwing his best friends wife behind his back.
Lexie is presumed dead at the plane crash site and Mark makes it out a live only to find her later with no recollection of who she was before the crash. -Verse with lexieepedia
Life as we Know it spin off. George and Callie’s passing leaves Mark Sloan and Isobel Stevens as the legal guardians of their child. Verse with isobelstvens
Once again Mark has found himself sleeping with the wrong person ( in Derek’s eyes ) Amelia Shepherd, not only that but she’s pregnant with his child. Mark picks up everything and moves to L.A. - Verse with Amelia-Hurricane-Shepherd
This verse is an AU of the AU into the fire, in this verse Amelia dies during child birth and Mark is left with nothing but their child. — Verse with shexshepherd and tbd
The plane crash actually might have saved Mark Sloan’s life, after being hospitalized, a small tumor beginning to invade his whole body was found. Something that would have ended up killing him before he even knew it was there. — Lexie can be dead or alive in this verse—
After the plane crash, Mark joins the Navy, restarting his life and beginning to work on a submarine. (VERSE IN THE WORKS)
My name is Alex, I'm 18, and this is a side-blog to Derek-Shephxrd. I began playing Mark a while ago but finally deciding to make this account for him. I'm always open for plotting so feel free to jump into my ask or tag me in a starter if I follow you on my Derek. I have skype for anyone that wants to talk or plot. Oh yeah and gave me all the Maddison and Slexie. I'm also probably the biggest crackshipper.