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up into Mark's side, Eleanora jolts awake when the sound of a pager fills the previously quiet air of their bedroom. She panics, rolling over to actually lay on her side instead of halfway on top of her boyfriend. She grabs her pager and picks it up, squinting at it through the dark. She smiles tiredly before tossing it back on the nightstand and turning over again, poking Mark in the cheek.

"It's your pager."

Mark groaned, throwing his arm towards the nightstand to grab it. He raised it above his head and reads it before sighing, setting it back down. He turns his head to press a kiss to Eleanora's lips, holding it for a moment. She kisses him back, but soon shoos him off.

"Go, it's an emergency."

"Yeah yeah, I'm going." Mark grumbled, throwing the comforter off of him. He grabs his sweatpants from the floor and slips them on, watching in amusement as Eleanora crawls onto his side of the bed and pulls the covers up to her head like a cocoon, obviously finding the warmth on his side comfortable.

"Don't get too comfortable, you still have work in the morning." Mark teases softly, leaning down to give her one last kiss before tiredly stumbling to the bathroom to take a quick shower and change.

Eleanora snuggles deeper into the comforter, and she feels four tiny paws step onto her before laying down, Josie's purring vibrating against her in a soothing manner.

"Love you." Eleanora called out before closing her eyes again, hearing Mark let out a small curse and a small thud sounding from their bathroom.

"Love you too, Nora! Shit, that hurt. We have to move this towel stand!"

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always knew that Wallace's parents were wealthy, but not 25 million dollars wealthy." Arizona told them, everyone in Callie's kitchen the next morning for a joint breakfast. "I mean, that's libraries-named-after-you kind of money. Saving babies in Africa and has dinner at the White House regularly kind of money."

They had started doing this after Eleanora and Mark moved in, always eating breakfast together once every other week or maybe more. Lexie and Max even come, which is why Eleanora was currently smacking at her brothers hands as he tried to snatch a piece of toast from the plate she was making.

Her and Callie were normally on cooking duty, Mark, Max, and Arizona helping every now and again. But mostly, Callie liked to be in control of breakfast and Eleanora just liked to cook.

"Keep your greasy paws off the food, Maxwell." Eleanora hissed, Lexie giggling from her seat at the island.

"Ooh, she pulled out the full name." Lexie teased her boyfriend, Max giving her a playful glare before leaning over to press a kiss to her cheek.

"Watch it, Alexandra."

"People don't give me that kind of money. You have an unfair advantage, you work with children." Mark complained, ignoring the small argument and staying in Arizona's conversation. Eleanora rolled her eyes but smiled, walking over to hand him his plate. He grinned up at her, setting down the newspaper as it took it. "Thank you, doll."

Eleanora walks back over, moving on to finish up another plate of food. Callie sets down some good, rising her voice so Owen could hear from where he was getting ready in Cristina's room. "Oatmeal, side of fruit, wheat toast, hold the butter."

"Thank you." Owen told them, giving them both a quick smile before sitting down. Max narrowed his eyes at the plate, Eleanora scoffing before holding his under his nose.

"Scrambled eggs, two pieces of bacon, crispy, wheat toast with jam." Max gave her a toothy grin, Eleanora returning it. Mark and Lexie, who had sat down on the other end of the couch he was at, share a look as they realize jsut how similar the two siblings look.

"Thank you, oh sweet big sister of my mine."

"You're welcome, oh annoying little brother of mine." Eleanora then sets to finish Cristina's plate, taking one of her pieces of toast. Callie was making Eleanora's oatmeal and eggs, but she was also hungry and Cristina could suck it up.

"You know what? That money is gonna make such a difference for so many patients. It's...it's really amazing." Callie told her girlfriend, Arizona giving her a bright smile.

"Maybe I should start doing more cleft-palate kids." Mark wonders out-loud. "Everyones a sucker for those."

"Yes, you should, but not only because you want the approval of rich parents." Eleanora told him, setting Cristina's plate down on the island as her friend walks out of her room. "Cheese omelette, extra butter, cinnamon toast, crispy bacon."

"Mine." Cristina says, her voice monotone as she raised her hand before sitting down.

"Oatmeal with brown sugar, cheesy scrambled eggs, and I even gave you some bacon." Callie hands Eleanora her plate, a smile on her lips. Eleanora flashes one back at her, grabbing a spoon as she skips over to sit by her boyfriend.

"Thanks, Callie!"

"25 million dollars is pretty cool, right?" Arizona asks, pouring another cup of coffee.

"Yeah." Callie laughs. Eleanora turns her head to Lexie as she speaks, her friend situated with her legs on Max's lap as the man eats. Eleanora takes a bite out of her bacon, Mark reaching over to try and steal a forkful of her eggs. Eleanora smacking at his hand quickly, not even having to look at him to know he would be pouting.

"Best birthday gift ever." Lexie tells Arizona, raising her coffee mug. This grabs everyone's attention, Eleanora tilting her head as she looks at a slightly flustered Arizona and a very much confused Callie.

"Birthday gift?" Callie asks, Lexie nodding.

"Yeah! Well, 'ca-cause the moneys a gift. I mean, technically it's for the hospital, not Arizona, but since your birthday's on Friday..."

"Your birthday is on Friday?" Eleanora asks, her voice a little high-pitched. She gives her boyfriend a panicked look, the older man not looking all that interested in the conversation. ""