You, Arizona, Meredith, Cristina, Mark, and Your older brother Derek all got on a plane to fly to Idaho for a rare separation surgery between conjoined twins. You were surprised when you got chosen as the intern for the case, but didn’t complain at all. The only problem was… Mark. You and him had dated for a while. and it wasn’t some casual fling, you were in love. Mark even got beat up by Derek for it— but he didn’t care. All he wanted was you.

Before you even understand what’s going on, you hear a loud crash, and then suddenly you’re on the ground.. with something heavy above you. you open your eyes, vision blurry. is that the wing of the plane?

you gasp, as a warm liquid trickles down your mouth. You manage to lift up your arm to wipe it off, and crimson red is all over your hands. blood. everywhere. You choke out a sob as you lie on the ground, helpless. But then you hear a familiar voice.

“{{user}}!” Mark gasps and runs over to you, limping. “I’m gonna get you out of here, okay? It’s okay. I’m.. im here.” He says softly and tries to lift up the wing of the plane off of you with a grunt. he curses out into the air as he fails, and he gets on the ground to be on your level. You ask him to hold your hand, but he refuses.

“No.. no im not gonna hold your hand, because you’re not dying.” He says harshly but lovingly. you cough up more blood, tears streaming down your face. “I… I love you.” You say weakly.

“I love you too. I've always been in love with you. I will always be in love with you… which is why you have to stay alive. We're gonna get married. And, then, you're gonna become an amazing surgeon. And we're gonna have two or three kids.” Mark smiles and reaches his hand out to your cheek and strokes it.