𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟼

MARK SLOAN WAS IN HIS BEDROOM, as he studied for his upcoming medical test. his concentration was disturbed by a knock on his front door. as he opened his door, his eyes widen at the sight beneath him. there was a sleeping baby in a baby carrier. next to it was a diaper bag, he noticed a card sticking out of the diaper bag

𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘,
𝑖'𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑠.
𝑏𝑢𝑡, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜
𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑.
𝑖 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢.
𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑖 𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑑, 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑒... 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡. 𝑠𝑜 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑖 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒, 𝑖 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑. 𝑖 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦. 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡'𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑖'𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓. 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑠. 𝑖 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑡, 𝑖 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑠𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒. 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘. 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢.
- 𝑚𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑛

mark had a bewildered look on his face. all his thoughts were clouded. as he finally snapped back into reality, he quickly went back inside, grabbed his keys, along with the baby carrier and walked down to his car

he pulled out his phone and called the one person he knew that could help, seeing as his parents didn't care for him and weren't ever here. a ring went by before the person picked up "derek, i have problem"

ten minutes later, mark was at derek shepherds house

"you are so screwed" derek sighs as he finished reading the note "are you sure she's your kid?"

"derek!" mrs. shepherd scold her son "mark, honey, what do you want to do?"

"i-i don't know! that's why i came here" mark calls out as he just stares at the sleeping baby

"is this young lady saying the truth?" mrs. shepherd asks as she refers to myleen

"i-i" he sighs "i did sleep with her, but i don't know if she's been with other guys before me. what if she's lying? what if she's not even my kid?" mark rambles on

"there's only one way to find out" derek points out

mrs. shepherd had drove mark and the newborn baby, to the hospital. of course, the doctor had a few questions for mark which he answered to. after the blood was drawn out from the two, mark was told that the results could be picked up tomorrow morning. mrs. shepherd was consoling the newborn in her arms as she cried from the needle that had poked her. mrs. shepherd even asked for mark to hold her, but he immediately declined

later that evening, back at the shepherd's house hold, the baby was crying once again. mrs. shepherd had already changed and bathed her, the last thing to do was feed her. as she prepared the bottle, mrs. shepherd practically forced mark to carry the new born in his arms, she handed him the bottle, carefully watching as he fed her

mark on the other hand, was staring down at the newborn. he watched as she sucked on her bottle. she had green eyes, yet myleen's eyes were brown. her green eyes resembled the same ones his mom had, and that's when he knew that she was his daughter

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the next day, mark had left the newborn with mrs. shepherd while he went to the hospital to pick up the results. he didn't open them until he arrived at the shepherd's household

𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦: 99.99%

"mark, you're only 23. you have to give her up for adoption. " derek said after mark had read the results "there's people out there who can give her a better life"

"derek that isn't up to you" his mother called out to him "mark, honey, i just want you to know that whatever you decide, i will 100% support you" 

mark stared into his daughters sleeping figure as he took in the words of the lady who was like a mother to him. that was his daughter. how could he just give her away? "she's my daughters" he breathes out as mrs. shepherd nods "my daughter" he repeats "i can do this, i'll give her the life she deserves, she's my kid"

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𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺𝚂𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶
𝙽𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝟸𝟼, 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟿

A YOUNG BLONDE GIRL WALKS INTO the er of seattle grace mercy west hospital. the young girl goes up to the first doctor she see's, which just happens to be alex karev

"excuse me?" the young lady questions. alex turned around, looking up from the chart he as filling out. he looked at the girl " i'm looking for dr. sloan" she asked him

alex raised a brow before looking towards a bed as he points "um, you see the dude who was burned trying to deep fry a turkey?" he questions as the girl nods, alex pointed at mark sloan "sloan's the guy making him scream like a girl"

the girl nods before making her way towards mark. she stops just beside him "dr. sloan?"

"yeah?" mark looks up from where he is trying to repair the burns, his eyes widening a bit when he looks at the girl

"hi" she breathed out, as she gave him a shaky smile before continuing "um, so this is a little weird. but, um... my name is sloan riley, and uh, my mom's samantha riley. and, um... i'm pretty sure you're my dad"

mark's eyes widen like never before as he stares at her. callie and alex, who had been listening from the bed beside them both have a shocked look as they glare between mark and sloan. neither of them noticing as lexie, mark's girlfriend walk up to them unknowingly of the conversation

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mark and sloan were in a conference room, both seated in front of each other as they just stare at each other. callie walks in holding medical supplies "hi. how's it, uh, how's it going in here?" she asks the two who were just silently staring at each other

"great" mark responds

"fine" sloan mutters at the same time as mark

"okay. so have we broached the question of a paternity test? 'cause i brought supplies" she said as she placed the supplies on the table

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meanwhile in the er lexie was in a surgery with derek, mark's best friend and arizona, head of pediatrics. "she's 18. that's not very much younger than me" lexie rambles to derek

"well, it's not that shocking actually. i mean, the way mark got around before he met you. there could be a gaggle of sloans. sloan jones. sloan smith. sloan sloan" derek laughs

"mean" arizona barks

"but i don't see why that shocks you. you didn't seem to mind maeve" derek points out as he continues to operate on his patient

"w-well that's different, because with maeve i already knew she existed, even before mark and i got together" lexie replied

derek sighs "i wonder how maeve will take the news"

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back in the conference room, callie had already drawn out the blood needed from sloan. the two

"mark... now might be a good place for you to say something" callie told mark as he just silently sat there staring at sloan. "out loud"

"dude, are you, like, high or something?" sloan questioned as she looks at mark, who only furrows his brows

the three were interrupted by derek who comes barging into the room "sloan" he calls out

"yeah?" "yes?" both mark and sloan reply to derek

derek chuckles "mark, i need you on something"

"i have another daughter, derek" mark tells derek as soon as they are away from the room

"yeah" derek chuckled

"an 18 year old daughter. i am too young to have an 18 year old. it's a nail in my coffin. it's like death has come to call" mark rambles on

"but not too young to have a 12 year old daughter?" derek questions

"no, 18 is a big difference compared to 12" mark replies immediately

"okay, can we put a pin in your existential crisis for a minute?" derek asks him as he held a smirk

"no. that's why they call it a crisis" mark sassed, the two coming to a stop in the hall

"look, dr. robbins and i have a 6 year old with an inoperable a.v.m. we need your help to make it operable" derek tells him

mark exhales deeply "i just want to go home and see my little girl" he says before following derek

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"where's my dad?" maeve questions as she sits in the barstool watching arizona, callie, and lexie make thanksgiving dinner

"he's on his way" lexie replies anxiously, making maeve furrow her brows

maeve was about to ask what was wrong, but she was cut off by a knock on the door. all four heads turn to see mark enter the apartment "hey!" the three female adults say aloud

"daddy!" maeve says with a huge smile on her face, she practically jumps off the stool and runs into her father's arms

"hi" "hey" both callie and arizona say as the notice sloan trail behind mark, their smiles slowly falling from their faces

"hey baby" mark smiles as he hugs his daughter

"welcome. happy thanksgiving. who wants wine?" callie asks as she grabs the wine bottle and holds it up

"ooh, i do" sloan chirps in before mark turn to her

"no, you- you don't" he says. that's when maeve finally notices the girl standing next to them

"daddy, who's that?" maeve asks as she makes a face towards the girl

"um" mark turns to look at callie, arizona, lexie, making a 'help me face' but the three look away "sweetheart, everybody. uh, the results are in. it, uh, turns out sloan was right about her parentage. i am her dad. um, so here's another thing to be thankful for" mark says to his daughter and the three ladies behind the counter

mark kneels down to his youngest daughter, taking her hands in his. he points to sloan, who just stares weirdly at maeve "sweetheart, sloan here is your sister"

maeve immediately shook her head "no. she's not my sister" she said to mark before looking towards sloan "he's my dad, not yours" she said before pulling her hands from her fathers grip

"maeve, that's not nice" mark calls out as he watches maeve walk over to lexie

"i don't care" she mumbles as she leans towards lexie, who smiles sadly to the girl

mark sighs before looking towards his girlfriend who was cutting the celery "lexie, sloan here is gonna move in with us for a little while"

at those words, lexie who was looking at mark the whole time, cuts the tip of her pinky off instead of the celery "oh my god!" maeve covers her mouth

"oh my gosh!" "oh" both callie and arizona call out as they also notice

"maeve look away!" mark calls out as he rushes to lexie

callie grabbed a rag and applied pressure to lexie's pinky "ouch" lexie quietly let's out

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