Baby Mama

                                    

                                          
Sasha groans, rolling off of the couch at the constant knocking at the front door, "Cristina, I swear to God, if you forgot your key again, I'm gonna-" She opens the door to Mark standing there, "Mark?"
"Hey, baby mama, wanna let me in?" Mark leans against the doorframe, smiling.
She laughs, hugging him tightly before pulling him into the apartment by the hand, "When did you get into town?" They sit at the kitchen counter as Sasha gets them each a glass of water.
"A week. I had some other things I needed to work out before I could come over. Besides, I heard that you've had an interesting few weeks," Mark studies her, "How's your leg?"
"Just fine, see," She lifts her leg onto the counter to show off the scar.
"Who stitched you up? They did a horrible job," Mark critiques, using both of his hands to move her leg from side to side as he studies the scar.
Sasha takes her leg down, looking to him, "You were with Addison, weren't you?"
Mark smirks slightly, "What, are you jealous?"
She rolls her eyes, scoffing, "Maybe if we were dating, I would be. Then again, Addison did ask me to sleep with her."
"Addison asked you to sleep with her? Like the innocent kind or the really, really dirty kind?" Mark raises his eyebrows suggestively.
Sasha hits his shoulder, "Get your mind out of the gutter. Although, it would be really hot and dirty. You should know, you've slept with both of us. Just imagine the two of us together. Hot, naked, sweaty bodies pressed up together."
"Goddess, you are speaking directly to my soul. Do you have time for a quick..." He looks to the bedroom, smirking.
"No, I don't. I have work in 20 minutes and that's my sister and her boyfriend's room. How long are you in town for?" Sasha asks, looking through her bag of clothes before stripping right there in the living room to change for work and hears silence before seeing Mark just staring at her boobs, "Mark!"
"What?" He snaps to attention, "Right! I'm in town for however long you and my kid are. I have to go back to New York in a couple of days to grab the rest of my stuff, but then I'm here."
Sasha smiles, tearing up slightly, "Have you really thought about this? Cause once you tell me you're in, you are stuck. Because I am scared as hell to do this alone."
Mark wraps her in a hug, kissing her forehead, "I'm all the way in, doll. First step, finding a place for us to live."
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Sasha gets off the elevator, seeing Meredith talking with Finn as Cristina watches on, "Cristina, I need to talk to you."
Meredith turns completely away from Finn and towards Sasha, "Hey. I had a dream about you last night."
Cristina looks at Meredith, Jaw dropped as Sasha tilts her head, "Oh, yeah? What was I doing there?"
She avoids the question, "H-how are you? Um, do you-do you want some coffee or coffee cake?" She holds the items that Derek and Finn got her out to Sasha.
"No," Sasha shakes her head, "I'm good. I just really need to speak to Cristina."
"But this was just getting good," Cristina whispers to her.
"Dear sister, I need a sister moment," Sasha says, eyes wide.
"Okay, okay, fine," Cristina gives in, allowing Sasha to drag her to a private room, "What?"
"Mark."
"Mark?"
"Mark."
Cristina's eyes widen, "Mark's here?" Sasha nods, "Is he here for..." She points to Sasha belly.