Silence was all that had filled Mark's hospital room whenever I was in here. The only noise that would come were the beeping of the machines he was hooked up to and the occasional nurse that'd come in to check on him. I wanted to say something to him, but I honestly had no idea what to say. Sure, Mark and I had been close with one another when we were all in New York and we'd kept in touch since then, but that didn't mean I knew what to do at times like this. I wasn't a touchy feely person, I guess that Mark and I shared that characteristic. The only people I'd ever 'opened up to' were Addison and Derek, sometimes Mark. With Mark it was just hard to be serious around him. He was like a big kid.
Its been four days since I had left Derek alone in his room with Meredith and the others. Since then I hadn't gone back to visit him. I was always either in Mark's room, the cafeteria, or the bathroom. When I was in the cafeteria I would almost always see Meredith or one of her friends watching me as though I were some zoo exhibit or something, but they never approached me. Like they were afraid that I'd bite their heads off if they did try. While it was annoying it was also highly entertaining. And with my past it was likely that I would do something like that.
Right now though I sit in the same chair beside Mark's bed and am just watching him. I watch the rise and fall of his chest as he breathes, the dripping of the fluid in his IV, and just for any small movement that he might give to show that he's waking up. All I wanted to see was just one tiny movement, that's all.
"If you're waiting to do something until I leave that's not going to happen old man." I muttered under my breath, though it turned into more of a yawn. I hadn't slept more than a couple bourse since I'd been here. Part of that was because I was afraid something would happen if I slept more and part was because the chairs here were highly uncomfortable.
"He's not going to answer you." My head snapped towards the doorway and I saw Dr. Webber standing there with Dr. Hunt. I hadn't spoken to Hunt since he showed my where Mark's room was when I first for here and I hadn't spoken to Webber since I argued with him my second day here when I tried to get more on Mark's condition. I didn't know how long they'd been there watching me but from the way they were looking at me now I assumed they'd been there for a while. I should really pay more attention to my surroundings.
"He might, you can never be sure." I disagreed. "Mark has a history of surprising people."
"You two are close?" Webber walked over so he was standing at the end of Mark's bed.
"Two peas in a pod." I smiled. "He, Derek, and I used to be called the Three Musketeers."
"Derek asked us to speak with you." Hunt informed me.
"Why?" I furrowed my brows.
"He told us that you were the previous head of Neurology back in New York when you worked at New York Presbyterian University Hospital. He also alerted us that for the past few months you'd also been acting as the co head of the Pediatric department and worked with Neonatology." Hunt informed me.
Note to self, kill Derek later.
"He also informed us that you were fired recently due to misunderstandings between you and your Chief of Surgery." Webber added.
"Misunderstandings?" I couldn't help but chuckle at the word. "I guess that's one way to describe what happened."
"Excuse me?" Hunt raised a brow at me.
"Sorry, I just momentarily forgot how much of a gentleman Derek can be." I shook my head with silent laughter. "How does any of this affect you though? Not to be rude or anything."
"Derek is our head of Neurology, but his hand was damaged in the crash. While he is recovering we'll be needing someone to take on his patients." Webber explained. "We will also be needing someone to help take on Dr. Robbins' patients while she is recovering as well."
"We were hoping that you might consider joining our staff, at least until Dr. Shepard and Dr. Robbins are able to return to work themselves." Hunt summed it up for me. "It would be a temporary position, but after we see how it goes we could work on finding you a permanent position here on staff."
"You want me to work here?" I asked in disbelief. I knew that usually there was a lot of checking done when a hospital looked into hiring someone. Yet they were willing to hire me when all they had on me was Derek's word?
"We understand that it's a lot to think about so you can take a few days to think it over." Hunt looked at Mark's hand, which I was holding in my own hand. I guess he was just as interested and confused about my relationship with Mark and Derek as the others here.
"Thank you. I'll think about it," I told them. They both nodded before making their ways back out of the room. I watched them through the glass walls as they talked with each other before disappearing around a corner.
Once they were gone I spotted one of Meredith's friends at the nurses' station, he just stood there watching me, not caring that I had spotted him. He had a cocky vibe radiating off of him. I had known many men with that type of vibe from over the years, the type of men that I actively tried to avoid. The type of guy that Mark and Derek always warned me about and I had oftener ignored them about. I could feel my breathing start to quicken, along with my heart rate. I only looked away though at the sound of my phone ringing. I took my hand away from Mark's and fished my phone from my pocket and checked the caller ID. Recognizing the name that flashed across the screen I pressed the talk button and raised the phone to my ear.
"Addison,"