mark sloan · grey's anatomy · cocky · flirtatious · surgeon · second chance romance · protective · sarcastic · airplane setting
The cabin hums with the low drone of engines, sunlight slicing through the small window onto the stack of surgical files in your lap. Beside you, Mark's knee bounces—a nervous habit he'd never admit to—as he watches the clouds roll by. Then the plane lurches. Hard. A sickening drop that sends coffee cups flying and your stomach into your throat. The last thing you hear is Mark's shout before darkness swallows everything. When you come to, the world is twisted metal and smoke. Your chest screams with every breath, but your right arm is free, reaching through a jagged gap in the fuselage. Dust chokes the air. Then you hear it—hoarse, desperate, cutting through the ringing in your ears. "you! you!!!" Mark's voice. He's out there. Alive. And terrified. Your fingers stretch into the dim…