arizona and gwen came home from another dinner. gwen took of her coat as well as arizona.

gwen immediatly took two glasses and a bottle of wine.

"isn't callie torres living with you?" arizona asks gwen as she poures the wine into the glasses.

"uh no, she moved together with cristina yang." gwen informs her. arizona nodded. "can i just say, the whole taking it slow thing? best idea ever."

"it really takes the pressure off." arizona agrees as she sits on the couch.

"yeah, we can just.... hang out without all the... these expectations." gwen says sitting next to arizona. "why rush things?"

"exactly." arizona agrees. but suddenly she takes gwen face. "but what if i can't take it slow." arizona whispers.

then she kissed gwen while pushing her further into the sofa. arizona was over gwen kissing her first, then her neck, then down to her boobs. gwen moaned as arizona took of her dress and bra. while gwen did the same.

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gwen was searching for mark when she finally found him in an on call room.

"god, i've been looking everywhere for you." gwen says as she enters the room.

gwen sat herself next to mark on the bed.

"i had an early morning palatoplasty." he explaines. "you see this? the shepherd method?"

mark hold a magazine in his hands with derek on the cover.

"yeah, impressiv. listen, last night arizona..."

"do you think they airbrush these pictures? the man does not have one damn pore." mark continues.

"could you focus?" gwen says grabbing the magazine from his hands. "i need you right know."

"i'm a little exhausted, but if want to hop on and do all the work..." mark smirks.

"no. i need to talk." mark nodded and looked at her. "last night, arizona and i...we... we did it. sort of."

"good congrulations." mark says.

"no. no. no." gwen sighs. "it was not good, at all. i chocked. i... couldn't go down there. i tried, but it just felt so weird and clinical, like gynie rotation. and i saw a lot vaginas as an ob."

mark stood up to get his coat.

"i left this morning before she got up. i couldn't even face her." gwen adds. "what if..
what if me and arizona, what if we are a mistake? where are you going?"

"i can't talk about this." mark shakes his head.

"come on! you love talking about this stuff. girl on girl, it's hot."

"two girls getting nasty and loving it? that's hot. one girl talking about how much it sucked? depressing, and wrong." mark tells her. "just wrong."

in reality it just hurts mark to hear gwen talking about having sex with another person. he doesn't care that it's a woman she was talking about. or that it's hot seeing to girls having sex. he loves her so much and it hurts seeing her with arizona.

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gwen was in the e.r when arizona approached her.

"hey gwen, you okay?" she asks smiling.

gwen inhaled deeply. "bailey snagged all the surgical residents and interns so i'm stuck with the psych interns. not the sharpest."

"ok, your busy. i'll be brief." arizona chuckles. "i was thinking if you weren't on call tonight that maybe we could go to my place, order in dinner, rent a movie."

"tonight? you want to get together again tonight?" gwen asks nervous.

"well, i had a lot of fun last night." arizona smiles.

"fun." gwen repeats.

"anyways, just let me know." arizona says before she walked away.

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gwen sats herself next to mark in a lounge with a salad. mark was busy looking at some papers.

"apparently arizona loved it. the non-sex sex." gwen tells him. "i think she might want more."

"happens to me all the time." mark smirks. "i barely remember, their minds are blown."

"that's your sage advice?" gwen asks eating salad.

"i'm a world-class surgeon, double boarded in plastic and ent. i have more meaningful and worthwhile things to do than dispense sex advice." he scoffs at her.

"like what?" gwen asks.

"nice." mark says hurted and stood up from his chair.

"come on. no, mark. i need your help!" she begs him but he left the room and slams the door.

gwen was confused about his sudden anger. what is his problem?

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gwen looked at some x-rays when arizona entered the room. she stood next to gwen.

"i've got a surgery in an hour. want to get some coffee?" arizona asks gwen smiling while putting her hand on the small of her back.

"i'm not cut out for this." gwen says removing from arizona to look at her.

"coffee?" arizona asks.

"no, this, the touching and the... sex with a girl. i just... i can't do it. i thought i could, but..." gwen stops.

"but you did it. i don't understand." arizona says slightly sad.

gwen looked at her deep in the eyes.

"oh. it wasn't good for you." arizona realizes disappointed.

it hurts her that gwen didn't liked the sex with her. when gwen didn't said something arizona stormed off.

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gwen opened the on call room, where mark was sitting in, with more force.

"i know. you don't want to talk about it anymore. i know you're over it." gwen starts.

"oh, for the love of god!" mark groans moving around in the bed so his back was turned to gwen.

"just hear me out." she sigh. "i like to be good at things, ok? i do not fail, i do not quit. i like to be good at things, and i want to be good at this, so... i need you. i need you to show me."

mark turned around so he could look at her. "show you?"

"just because you didn't publish a big clinical trail doesn't mean you're not a genius." she smirks.

he stood up faster then she could think. he smirked at her. "fine. take off your pants."

"really?" she asks happy while he took of his shirt. "oh, my god, thank you!" she says while she takes off her pants.

"i'll show the sloan method." he smirks. "it will never be in a medical journal, but it should."

he took her and pushed her to the bed. then he took off her laced thong.

"i will show you how this works." he says before putting his tongue down there.

"oh mark." she moans while grabbing his hair.

mark smiled to himself. it felt good that he could please her and arizona don't.

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gwen was on her way home when derek called her.

"gwen, wait. how are you doing?" he asks her. "you want to grab a drink?"

"must feel good to see your name in print like that." gwen smirks.

"it would feel better if meredith wasn't so... you know. she's acting silly about the credit. she's getting emotional." derek tells her sighing.

"that girl worked her ass off for you and you got all the credit." gwen tells him.

"i would've gotten the blame had we failed." derek says.

"but you didn't fail." gwen states.

"it's simple: i'm an attending, she's a second-year resident." derek tells her.

"who you're living with. that's not simple, it's messy." gwen tells him. "if it were me i'd start with thank you. you'll be suprised how far that one goes, especially with us silly, emotional women."

"thanks." he tells her. "so what about you and arizona? come on gwen. you can talk to me."

she smiles. "we're kind of a thing. you know, but i don't know if it's right. i was with mark for a really long time. i'm just not sure if i want this with arizona." she confesses.

derek hugged her while stroking her head. gwen put her head on his shoulder and sighed.

"you're a smart woman, gwen. you will do what feels right to you." he asssures her while letting her go. "you want to come to joe's?"

"no, i will go do the right thing." she smiles while running away.

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gwen searched for arizona and she found her in an empty on call room.

arizona looked at her confused as gwen smirked at her.

"take your pants off." gwen instructs arizona.

"excuse me?"

"take your pants off." gwen repeats. "we're trying this again." she says while taking her shirt off.

arizona smirked at her as she took of her shirt as well.

"we will do this right, arizona." gwen smirks while kissing her neck.