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stretches out her legs underneath the covers, glancing to her right. She giggles at the sight of her boyfriend propped up on his side, looking down at her.

"Yes?"

"I need something from you." He says lowly, pressing a kiss to her head. Eleanora grins a bit, moving the blankets so she could push him down and sit on his lap. "Well, that too."

Eleanora leans down to kiss at his neck, giggling as he continues. He lays his hands on her hips, squeezing them to indicate he wanted her to look at him. She pulled away, looking down at him with a smile on her face and a slight tilt of her head.

"I need you to give Sloan an ultrasound today. It's been almost three weeks."

Eleanora's smile dims a bit, confusion taking over her face. "Can't someone from OB do it?"

"Well, yeah." Mark tells her, sliding his hands past her hips and to rest on the back of her thighs. He pulls her forward a bit, Eleanora let out a small laugh as she leans forward to put her arms right by his head, looking down at him. "But, she likes you. It's impossible for someone, especially a Sloan, to not like you."

She smiles at that, connecting their lips. His hands float upward, the kiss growing heavier. They had started to be...intimate again, even with Sloan in the apartment. They had just made her promise to knock and not open the door, and they had promised to be quiet.

Of course, they should have known Sloan was horrible at keeping her word.

"Hey, do we have anymore- Oh! Ew, ew ew!"

Eleanora felt herself fly in the air for a moment before she bounced on her back, back on her side of the bed. She let out a breath of air, placing her hands on her forehead. Mark struggled to pull his sweatpants on, his face pale as he rushed out to follow after Sloan, who had left their bedroom door wide open.

Eleanora sighed before sitting up and reaching over the side of the bed to grab her sleep shorts she threw there last night. Pulling her hair up she rounds the bed and starts for the kitchen, she starts to mumble to herself.

"Promised she would knock, but , of course she'd forget. Scar us all for life."

"There's no more cereal." Sloan complains, Eleanora glancing over at her as she enters the kitchen. Eleanora goes to grab some of Josie's food and pours it into her food bowl, the black cat running in from wherever she was sleeping.

"I'll get some cereal this afternoon." Mark told his daughter. Eleanora sighed, pulling herself up onto a barstool. She glanced at Sloan, who was already dressed and ready to go.

"How about some juice?" Eleanora asked her, watching as the blonde settled in beside her. "You should probably drink some orange juice every morning. It's good for the baby."

Mark quickly pours a cup and goes to hand it to his daughter, the girl beaming up at him. Eleanora smiles softly at that, her heart warming a bit.

"So, Nora is gonna give you an ultrasound today. Why don't you pick up some breakfast at the hospital?" Mark grabs his wallet and grabs a twenty, handing it to her.

Sloan takes it but makes a face. "It's gonna be more."

Eleanora tilted her head in confusion. "That should be enough for a breakfast sandwich and a pastry at the coffee stand?"

Mark glances over at his girlfriend before going back through his wallet. "You need some for lunch, too?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Sloan tells him, grinning as he hands her a few more bills. Eleanora narrows her eyes at the action but stays quiet, deciding to talk to Mark about how he needs to learn to say no and realize when his daughter is playing him for more money later.

"I'm going to hop in the shower real quick." Eleanora told them, sliding off of the barstool. "Shouldn't be more than thirty minutes and we can leave, Sloan."

"Oh, can you hold on a minute?" The younger girl asks, stuffing the money in her pocket and already heading to the bathroom. "I'm probably gonna have to hurl this!"

Eleanora glances at the orange juice, then the face of her boyfriend. She puts on a smile, showing a little too much teeth, but neither of the Sloan's pick up on it.

"Of course. I'll just go use Cristina's."

Mark flashes her a grateful grin, Eleanora turning on her heels to go grab her towel and clothes, her smile slipping off her face.

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into the apartment across the hall, Eleanora sees Cristina glance up from the article she was reading over her cereal.

"Sloan-Sloan monopolizing your bathroom again, Sunshine?" Her friend asked, Eleanora shuffling towards the door that entered Cristina's room.

"Yes, and listen, I understand having to share the bathroom while I shower so Mark can do his hair, I really do. Because I love his hair, and think it's really sexy and appreciate the effort. But I draw the line at sharing the bathroom with his teenage daughter hurling orange juice into the toilet while I'm trying to shave my legs." Eleanora takes a deep breath after her ramble, Cristina snorting. "Yours?"

"Owen's in mine." She tells her. Eleanora stomps her foot but wordlessly moves to go to Callie's room. Opening the door to Callie's bathroom, Eleanora lets out a squeal as she sees Arizona and Callie, very much naked and enjoying it, in the shower.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" Eleanora yells out, slamming the bathroom door shut behind her before rushing back to the kitchen and Cristina.

Eleanora smacks Cristina upside the head, her voice still high-pitched and face red with embarrassment. "They're, in there! Warn me next time, Cristina."

"What, it's not my fault you don't knock first."

Eleanora let out a whine, dramatically throwing herself on her best friends back as Cristina continued to eat. "I'm tired, I'm late, my hair is dirty, and Mark just gave Sloan $80 for a muffin and a sandwich, but she's going to end up buying some sort of fashion item or stupidly expensive lipgloss, end up eating pudding and salad, steal my shoes and dresses, and take another one of my lipsticks!"

"You sound like my mother, Sunshine." Cristina tells her, offering her a spoonful of the cereal. Eleanora lifts her head up and takes it before flopping back down. "You should reign in Mark's need to buy the love and affection of his children before you pop out more."

Callie and Arizona exit their room, Eleanora standing up. "Knock much?" Callie asks her, raising a brow.

"I'm so sorry." Eleanora tells them, giving them a sad smile. "I promise I didn't see anything." She rounds the doorway and hears Callie call after her.