"Abby, you are being childish," said Mark. Abby had refused to talk to him at all since she had punched Alex. "Why wouldn't you just tell me why you flattened Karev?"
"It is none of your business," she snapped. "Just leave me alone!"
"Fine! You want me to leave you alone, I'll leave you alone," said Mark furiously.
Neither of them said a word to each other all day, except for work.
Mark was lying on a bed in the on call room, he knew he should try and get some sleep but knew he wouldn't be able to. He had Joe lying asleep on his chest. Abby still hadn't said a word to him at all unless it was work, even then it was the bare minimum. He couldn't work out what was wrong with her, he hadn't done anything he could think of. He had noticed Abby wasn't wearing her engagement ring which scared him a bit, but then she never really wore it to work anyway, she wore it in a chain round her neck, to save having to take it off and on all day.
"Your Mum is a mystery," he said softly to Joe. "I don't think I'll ever work her out. She'll come round soon though…what am I saying Abby is stubborn. Should I grovel? Or I could flatten Karev and make him tell me? What do you think?"
Just then Abby sort of stumbled into the room. Without saying a word she slipped off her shoes and lay down next to Mark resting her head on his chest next to Joe. Mark didn't show any sign that he had noticed her, until she started to shuffle her feet a sure sign that she was uncomfortable. So he lifted his arm and put it around her shoulder.
"My father died last week," she said quietly. She leaned over and kissed the top of Joe's head, he was still sleeping soundly. "The funeral is tomorrow, Alex wants me to go. Apparently there is some legal clause, the will can't be read unless the three of us are in the same room; Me, Alex and our mother."
"Okay," said Mark, wrapping his arm tighter round her. "That's why you decked Alex then?"
"Yeah, he just brought up some old stuff that pissed me off." Said Abby holding Joe in place. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you and took it out on you."
"You're going to have to either get wider or there will be no more kids. I don't like sharing my spot," said Abby.
"What are you talking about?" chuckled Mark. "There is plenty of room."
"That is a matter of opinion," grumbled Abby. She didn't like to talk about all her family stuff for that long and was glad Mark understood that and didn't press the subject.
"Oh come on there is room for two more kids at least," laughed Mark. They laughed and joked about more kids, but in all seriousness Mark wanted a big family and he was hoping Abby would come round to the idea soon.
"I suppose," she shrugged.
"I really do love you, you know."
"I know," she said. "I love you too."
"I know." He said. "I confirmed the date for the wedding earlier."
"Yeah three weeks yesterday."
"I guess I better find a wedding planner pretty soon then."
"I guess so."
"I asked Izzie to be maid of honor and she won't shut up about it now. She wants to talk about big white poofy dresses and flower arrangements…are you completely against a Vegas wedding?"
"Yes," said Mark. "Anyway I already called Mum and they are all flying out in two weeks."
"Who is they?"
"Derek's Mum and sisters."
"Oh no do I have to meet them and be all wifey and stuff?" groaned Abby.
"You do have to meet them but just be yourself."
"NO! McDreamy's McSister was a McBitch to Meredith. Is the McMother a McDragon?"
"No I can assure you Linda Shepherd is definitely not a McDragon," said Mark.
"Alright then, I better get back to work," said Abby getting up. "I'll see you later, I get off at eight."
"Okay," said Mark kissing her, then whispering softly into her ear. "I don't want you to worry about your Mum, you won't have to see her I promise."
"I mean it, I won't let anyone force you."
"I'll get on to my lawyer first thing in the morning and get him to sort it out."