Access Milee

A Valentine's Misunderstanding... Part 1

Tue, 05 Feb 2008 01:56:01 GMT

Author: FuegoHielo
Title: A Valentine's Misunderstanding
Pairing: Mark/Sabrina
Part: 1/?
Rating: PG-13 for sexual inuendos
Summary: The title is self explanatory
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Comments: A new Series. Don't get angry with me, just keep reading. Reviews and constructive criticism always appreciated.

A Valentine's Misunderstanding
Part 1

"But why? I miss you so much, don't you want to come see me?" Sabrina moaned into the phone.

"Of course I do, but it isn't that simple," Mark sounded frustrated "Like I told you before, they moved the date of our first practice up because ABC is running out of stuff to air because of the writer's strike."

"Stupid Strike!" Sabrina grumbled "First it took Grey's Anatomy from me, and now it takes my McDreamy."

"You know I hate it when you call me that, there are so many, much better, nicknames you could come up with, and more original too."

"What? Like 'Princess'?"

"She told you about that?! When did you and my mom get so buddy/buddy? I am going to kill her!"

"Actually, I just talked to your mom yesterday and she was telling me all about your younger 'confused' stage,when you would dress up like a girl on a regular basis."

"Hey, the ballroom world is a very confusing place for young boys to grow up in, I think that it's all the sequins and glitter," Mark laughed "but I don't know if I like you and my mom being in cahoots though, could get dangerous."

"You have no idea." Sabrina said slyly

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Sorry, I've gotta go, my call is in ten minutes and if I don't leave now I'm gonna be late."

"Woah, wait, we haven't had an extended conversation in a week." Mark said sadly.

"well, if you would come visit me we could have an extended conversation, among other thing, hopefully more other than conversation." Sabrina said suggestively "But I guess you don't want to be with your ever loving girlfriend on Valentine's Day. I really do have to go, I love you, talk to you soon."

"Love you too. Bye."

***

Mark hung up the phone and went into his bedroom and into his closet. He was packing. To go to India. To see Sabrina. He hated that he had lied to her, and that she was so sad now, but the surprise would be worth it. He packed everything he thought he would need and then went over to his computer to confirm his flight reservations. He was leaving this afternoon, and hopefully he would be there before she left for set tomorrow morning. He had planned this all out carefully with Adrienne and Kiely. She thought she had a ten o'clock call, but she wasn't actually in the scene that was being fimed that day. He had talked to everyone from the show and told them that if they talked to Sabrina they should pretend that practices had been moved up. Everything was set, the plan should have gone off without a hitch. Wishful thinking.

***

Back in India Sabrina was sitting at her vanity in her hotel room putting her hair in a ponytail and pouting about not being able to be with her boyfriend on Valentine's Day when her cell phone rang. It was Edyta.

"Hello?" Sabrina sounded bummed as she answered the phone.

"Hey." Edyta answered "What's wrong? You sound down."

"Yeah, I kind of am." Sabrina responded "I just got off the phone with Mark and he was telling me that he can't come out to see me over Valentine's because of the whole schedule change thing. So yeah I am pretty down"

"What schedule change?" Edyta asked

"You know. moving practices to earlier to fill time slots because of the strike."

"They most definitley did not change anyone's schedules, I just got off the phone with the producers to confirm my first practice time and place and they didn't say anything about a change."

"Maybe Mark starts earlier?" Sabrina questioned

"They wouldn't do that, we all start on the same day so that no one gets an unfair advantage." Edyta stated "Maybe Mark just got confused?"

"Yeah maybe." Sabrina said, seemingly unconvinced "hey listen. it's great talking to you but I've gotta go, I'm supposed to be on set in five minutes. Talk to you later?"

"Yeah, definitely." Edyta answered "Take care, Bye."

"Bye"

As Sabrina hung up the phone with Edyta her mind was racing a mile a minute with possible reasons as to why in the world Mark would lie to her about something like that... what would be the point... maybe he was confused like Edyta had said... maybe she misunderstood him... maybe Edyta was wrong... what if he just didn't want to come see her... she knew they had rushed into things too fast... but she really wanted to be with him on Valentine's day, why didn't he want to be with her... unless... there was someone else... she knew this time apart would be really hard on him... Julianne had said he was never the most monogomous person... maybe that was why he had been so distant the last week or so... She didn't want to think baout this anymore... she was sure that Mark had a perfectly good explanation for this... he better... and it better be a damn good one...

"Hey Sabrina!" her train of rambling thoughts was interrupted by a knock at the door accompanied by Adrienne's voice "C'mon chic, we're already late."

"Coming!" Sabrina said as she grabbed her coat and purse and opened the door.

"You look like you just saw a ghost." Kiely commented

"Yeah. What's up?" Adrienne asked

"Nothing." Sabrina answered as if trying to convince herself as well "Let's go."

She shut her hotel room door behind her. Trying to rid herself of bad thoughts, willing herself to believe that she was blowing this way out of proportion and that there was a good explanation for all of this.

***

Later that day, after shooting had wrapped for the evening, Sabrina, along with Adrienne, Kiely, and a few other people for the cast and crew were walking down the main drag in Udpair when Sabrina's cell phone rang, she pulled it out of her purse. The screen said Mark, and his picture popped up on the screen. She hit the ignore button and dropped the phone back into her purse. She was to angry to talk to him at that moment.

"Who was that?" Kiely asked

"Just my agency." Sabrina lied "I don't feel like talking to them right now, tonight is a celebration! Who's up for some drinks?"

They all walked into the bar and found a table. Adrienne ordered a round of Indian beer for everyone and then a guy from the crew ordered Tequila shots. Another girl from the cast ordered margaritas for all of the women and Kiely ordered another round of shots.
Sabrina did it all, drowning her worries in liquids. By the time midnight rolled around she was already smashed and Kiely and Adrienne decided to take her back to the hotel. The last thing she remembered was trying to take Rob's shot from him and having Adrienne grab her arm and tell her she had had enough. She fell back into her arms and told her "Blame Mark. This is all his fault. Adrienne and Kiely shot each other all knowing concerned glances as if to say What went wrong? And then she didn't remember a thing.

***

Sabrina woke up the next day to the ring of her cell phone and a headache the size of a whale. She had no idea how she got home last night and, nor did she care at that point, all she cared about was making the annoying noise go away. She picked up her cell phone and answered it , not even bothering to look to see who it was that was calling.

"Hello?" Sabrina answered, stilled half asleep.

"Good morning sunshine" It was Mark, and he sounded dreadfully cheery.

At the sound of his voice all of the events of the previous day came flooding back into her memory. The lie that Mark had told her. The conversation with Edyta. The day full of bottled up emotions. And the bar, oh the bar, why did she drink so much? That was why her head hurt so bad. It was all his fault, the man on the other side of the phone. She couldn't keep her emotions bottled up any longer, she EXPLODED!

"What do you want?!" Sabrina snapped

"Woah, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me! You! That's what wrong with me!"

"Wait, What? What did I do wrong?"

"Don't play that innocent act with me Mark!" now Sabrina was really angry. "You know what you did!"

"No, I really don't." Mark was trying to remain calm

"Yeah you do. I talked to Edyta yesterday and she told me that there was no schedule change. Why did you lie to me Mark?! What was so important that you had to lie to your girlfriend about not being able to come see her on Valentine's Day? You know you could have just told me straight. It would have been better than we wondering and coming up with ridiculous ideas in my head about why in the world you would lie to me. Is it someone else, because if it is, why don't you just tell me now and we can spare ourselves both a lot of heartbreak...."

Damn it. He had forgotten to tell Edyta about the secret, he had told Alec. He figured he would tell her Mark thought to himself He didn't even know she stilled talked to Edyta

"NO!" Mark answered "I would never. You don't understand..."

"Oh so you admit it, you did lie to me!" Sabrina was sounding more and more angry by the minute.

"No, well yes, but you don't understand..."

"I understand perfectly. Relationships are about honesty and clearly you don't have that down quite yet..." she was rambling

"SABRINA!"

"WHAT?!"

"Go to your door." Mark said calmly

"WHY?!" Sabrina was really angry now but she walked over to the door anyway.

She opened the door and Mark was standing there with the HUGEST bouquet of pink roses she had ever seen in her life. She dropped her phone to the floor as Mark dropped everything her was holding as well. She looked him straight in the eyes, she had missed him so much, words could not express the emotion she was feeling right now. Mark cupped one of her cheeks with his hand and smoothed the thumb on the soft skin below her eyes with the thumb of his other hand. He slowly leaned in to kiss her , keeping his eyes on her the whole time as if he took his eyes off her she would simply disappear. Their lips locked in the most passionate kiss either of them had ever felt. They do say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and in their case that was true times one million. They broke away from their kiss that rivaled the heat of the Chicago fire.

Sabrina looked him sraight in the eye "You jerk!" she said as she smacked his arm.

"What did I do?" Mark asked

"You had me in a worried" Sabrina said jokingly

"Oh come here you." Mark said as he scooped her up into his arms and kicked all of his luggage into her room. He looked deeply into her eyes and locked her lips into yet another deep passionate kiss as he walked through the door to her hotel room and shut the door behind him.

~To Be Continued~

How you Fit... Chapter 3

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 02:28:21 GMT

Author: FuegoHielo
Title: The way you fit... Chapter 3
Chapter: Part 3/?
Rating:PG
Pairing: Sabrina/Mark
Summary: Part 3. Mark Spends the night.
Disclaimer: Don't own them
Comments: FINALLY! It's kind of short. Very stream-of-consciesness. Kinda rambly, sorry

The Way You Fit.... Part 3

Mark went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and stuff. Was it weird that he knew where she kept her spare toothbrushes? he thought to himself. He walked back into her bedroom in his boxers and undershirt, folded up his clothes and layed them on her chair and silently walked toward her bed. He wasn't quite sure if she meant stay with her in her bed but at this point, he didn't care. He slid under the covers and wrapped his arm around Sabrina. She rolled over, sleepy eyed.

"I thought you were asleep, sorry." Mark apologized softly

"Don't be." she said "I was waiting for you."

"You need rest," he stated gently "go to sleep."

"Thanks for staying, Good Night Marky."

"Sweet Dreams baby." Mark said quietly as he kissed her forehead and the her lips, ever so gently.

Sabrina turned over and Mark snuggled in behind her. He breathed in her scent. Pure Sabrina he thought they should make that a perfume. She fit so perfectly in his arms, it felt so comfortable, and right. He wanted everything to stay just like it was at that moment, forever. Everything just made so much sense when he was with her. He couldn't explain it, everything just felt... right. He was snapped back into reality with the realization that everything couldn't stay like it was forever, because she was leaving in a few days, he didn't even want to think about that.

He layed there silently observing, watching her sleep. She looked like an angel. The steady rise and fall of her chest mesmerized him. He breath was like a melody to his ears, and every once in awhile she let out an ever so silent, dainty, lady-like snore which he saw as utterly sexy. Since when did he find snoring sexy? This girl had changed a lot of things about him. After his last serious relationship had ended in heartbreak and the loss of the love of his life, or so he thought, until he met Sabrina. He had fallen head over heels for her and was not very good at hiding it, obviously, because the whole world knew, possibly before she did. He hadn't known what it really meant to be in love, that is, until he met Sabrina, he was in love with her, and that scared him to death.

He stared at her for the longest time observing everything about her so as to remember everything when she left, he couldn't even imagine ten weeks without her, so he was intaking all of the Sabrina he could now. He studied her face, from the delicate curve of her eyebrow, to the beautiful tan complexion of her skin, and the rosy red of her cheeks. Her hair fell gracefully around her face and her eyelashes twitched ever so gently as she slept. He felt the warmth of her body from the fever and with his hand on her stomach he could feel it growling because she hadn't eaten anything all day. Why didn't she eat something when he told her to? Woah... he sounded like his mom. He was so protective of her. He tried not to be but he couldn't help it. Sabrina always got mad at him during the tour when he would practically "burrow through her and Derek with his laser vision" as she would say. Was it his fault that he didn't want Derek to make her look bad? That was for her benefit. She should be thanking him, shouldn't she?

He looked up at the clock, it was two in the morning, how long had he been staring at/thinking about Sabrina? He thought maybe he should go to sleep because she was gonna need a good breakfast tomorrow, and he knew exactly what he was going to make her, his mom's specialty, stuffed French toast. And he knew what he was gonna have, hopefully her.....

Mark fell asleep with an evil glint in his eyes, dreaming of Sabrina....

~To Be Continued~

How you fit... Chapter 2

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:52:39 GMT

Author: fuegohielo
Title: How You Fit...
Part: 2/?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sabrina/Mark
Summary: Part 2. The changing of the clothes
Disclaimer: I do not own Mark, Sabrina, etc.
Comments: Sorry, I am not that good at writing smut so I tried to make it kinda funny.

How you fit... Chapter 2

Mark began to untie the back of Sabrina's shirt.

"Dang this shirt is complicated," Mark scoffed "how in the world?... What the heck?"

"Are you okay back there?" Sabrina asked through gritted teeth

"Yeah, I got it not. How in the world did you get this death trap on in the first place? Wait... don't answer that... I don't want to know" he quipped. He walked around beside the couch and knelt down next to Sabrina. "Arms up." he commanded. As he pulled her shirt over her head he placed a trail of soft kisses from her belly button all the way to her neck. He pulled the shirt over her head and gave her a long lingering kiss on the lips. He smoothed the flyaway hairs from her ponytail and kissed her forehead.

"How did I get so lucky?" he asked Sabrina.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing." she smiled

He grabbed her t-shirt off of the coffee table and slipped it over her head. When her head emerged out the top he kissed her again on the lips, even more passionately this time. As he slid the shirt down her torso he placed a row of kisses down her stomach and stopped at her belly button when he heard her giggle.

"Stop it! that tickles." She laughed

"Fine, I won't try to be sexy with you anymore." Mark sounded annoyed. Like a child when he can't play with his favorite toy.

"No, no, I'm just really ticklish..." she shot up off the couch. "Continue." she said devilishly and she layed her torso back down on the couch.

"Fine." Mark said, "But no more laughing at my attempts to be intimate, Okay."

Mark began to pull he pajama pants off, revealing her string bikini underwear. On the front they said My Your boyfriend thinks I'm cute!

"I'm not sure how I feel about the message that these underwear convey."

"Oh Shut Up!"

As Mark was pulling her bottoms down the rest of the ways he kissed his way down her leg. Starting at her inner thighs and working his way down to her feet.

"Sorry." she said "I haven't shaved my legs in awhile."

"I can tell." Mark said jokingly

She bolted straight up and smacked the top of his head.

"What was that for?"

"I'm sorry but 'Yeah, I can tell' is not the correct response. 'No, it's fine' or something like that would be preferred. Even 'You're sick, don't worry about it' would have been okay." She spun her legs around and put her pants on herself. "You have lost all touching privileges, Sorry."

"But baby, how am I supposed to know that? I didn't mean it... C'mon." Mark sounded stressed

"Fine, you are forgiven, but my pants are on now so sit down."

Mark sat down on the other end of the couch. Sabrina swung her leg back up on the couch and layed her head down on the pillow. Mark took her feet on his lap and started to rub them.

"I told you that you lost all touching privileges, but that feels really good, so don't stop."

"Will do."

Mark rubbed Sabrina's feet for awhile and they layed there in utter content until Sabrina asked "Do you want to watch a movie?" sounding half asleep.

"Sure, what do you want to watch?"

"I don't care, you pick." she said

He picked out The Notebook, because he knew that was her favorite movie. He got the movie started and went into the kitchen to get himself something to drink and some more Sprite for Sabrina. He sat back down on the couch. She scooted over to him and cuddled up to his chest. He grabbed the blanket and spread it over her.

Mark watched the movie for awhile. Why did she like this movie,he though, it was so sappy. But she was a die hard romantic and a true girls girl and that's one of the reasons he loved her. Pretty soon he got lost in thought. He loved just holding her. She fit so well on his chest, like she was made to be there and the more time he spent with her the more he thought that he was made to be with her. She fit into ever nook and cranny of his life. She loved to dance and she was good at it, which was a talent that he always hoped his soul mate would possess. He loved everything about her. He loved how genuinely kind and caring she was. He loved how they could sit in complete silence and understand each other completely. He loved her laugh and her infectious smile. He loved just holding her and keeping her safe from the world. She always listened so intently to everything he taught her about dancing but somehow, she had taught him more about life than in the last few months than he could ever teach her about dancing. He looked up at the clock. Two hours had gone bye and Sabrina had fallen asleep on his lap. The movie had long since been over and it was nearly midnight. He decided to carry Sabrina into her room. He stood up with her cradled in his arms and she snuggled deeper into his chest. He walked into her room and tucked her in bed, giving her a kiss on the lips. He grabbed her desk chair and pulled it up next to her and just watched her sleep for awhile. It was almost 12:30 now and he thought maybe he should go home. He stood up and put the chair back next to her desk. He kissed Sabrina's forehead and began to walk out the door when he heard Sabrina say softly

"Marky?"

"Yeah baby?" he said

"Where are you going?" she asked

"I'm going home, you need you rest. Go back to sleep."

She rolled over slowly to look in the direction of where he was standing

"Can't

Type your cut contents here.

you stay with me tonight?" she asked with a smile, still half asleep

"Of course I will baby."

~TO BE CONTINUED~

How you fit... Chapter 1

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 01:49:38 GMT

Author: FuegoHielo
Title: How you fit...
Part: 1/?
Rating: PG
Paring: Sabrina/Mark
Summary: Sabrina is sick and Mark is taking care of her, in more ways than one.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mark, Sabrina, or Tylenol.
Warnings/Comments: This is my first fanfic so be nice, but I would like some constructive criticism Future chapters may have some sexual action but this one does not.

How you Fit...

She heard a car pull up in front of her apartment and saw lights through the slats of the mini-blinds.

"Oh Shit!" Sabrina said aloud, louder than she had intended. She hoped no one heard her.

She felt like crap and could not get herself motivated to get ready for the date she had with Mark tonight until about fifteen minutes ago, and now he was here.

Darn You! Why do you always have to be so punctual? She thought to herself.

She heard him knock on the door. She still had her pajama pants on with the shirt she was planning on wearing out. The bags under her eyes could have been used to hold off hurricane Katrina and her hair, well let's just say she hadn't done anything to it since she took a shower that morning.

"Just a second!" she yelled in the direction of the door, her voice cracking on the word second.

Frantically trying to something to tame her appearance, she grabbed a come and a ponytail holder, put her hair into a bun that looked like a kindergarten aged boy did it, and walked in the direction of the door. Opening the door, she saw Mark with the biggest bouquet of daisies she had ever seen in her life.

"Thought I'd mix it up a bit." Mark smiled "Wow, you don't look good" mark said softly with a concerned look on his face.

"Thanks?" Sabrina moaned, rolling her eyes.

"No... that's not what I meant. You know you always look beautiful," Mark said frantically "But tonight you look...ill. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine, I was just being lazy today, and you are always so annoyingly punctual" She said not very convincingly. As if on key her voice became horse as she began to speak.

"No, I know you better than that and you know it. You never do nothing if you can help it and you do not have a naturally raspy voice, but it always gets that way when you are either overtired or sick. So which is it? Are you lying to me about being sick or have you been out late with some other guy?" Mark quipped

"Okay you caught me," Sabrina said, rolling her eyes "Derek and I have had a little something going on on the side. I didn't want you to find out this way but... No, I guess I've just been a little under the weather today, but..."

Mark cut in "Do you have a fever?"

"Ummm..." Sabrina hesitated

"okay, you aren't going anywhere tonight, sorry." Mark stated

"But..."

"No buts babe, except yours on the couch, I will not have you getting sicker because of me and then laying in a hotel room all by yourself halfway around the world. I will not have that on my conscience. Sorry!"

"but I wanted to spend the evening with you. It's one of the last days we are going to be together before I leave." Sabrina said sadly

"Who says we can't be together? Marky will take care of you."

"No, you cant!" Sabrina said, not even believing herself when she said it "I don't want you to get sick too."

"Well then I won't kiss" Mark said flatly

"Well that's a bummer"

"Just kidding" Mark said sweetly "would gladly get sick if it meant getting to kiss you one more time"

"Awww! That's sweet, I think? Is it?"

"Go lay down and Marky will make you feel better."

"Oooh, dirty" Sabrina quipped.

"Even when you are sick your head is still in the gutters, what are we going to do with you? NOW! Go lay down before I do it for you myself." Mark said with a very serious tone in his voice.

"I'd like to see that." she jested

"Fine" Mark said, scooping her into his arms and walking over to the couch. She snuggled deep into his chest. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all. She thought to herself.

He sat down on the couch with her still craddled in his arms and pulled her deeper into the crook of his arm. He grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and spread it over them.

"I'm feeling better already" she mumbled.

He kissed her forehead as he smoothed the flyaway hairs from her ponytail.

"Wow! you are burning up. When was the last time you took your temperature?" He asked

"I don't know" Sabrina mumbled "who cares?"

"I care. I think you have a fever. Where do you keep your thermometer?"

"I don't have a thermometer." She said, sounding annoyed.

"Well I am going to get you some Tylenol because you definitely have a fever. What do you want to drink?"

"Ugh. Will you quit hounding me? You're like my mom. I don't want anything to drink. I am not thirsty."

"Well you need to drink something, you need fluids when you are sick. I'm getting you a Sprite, do you want anything else?" he asked while standing up and laying Sabrina gently down on the couch. He tucked the blanket all around her like a parent tucking their child into bed.

"No, not now, thanks" She said.

"Okay" he said, kissing the top of her head. "Wow" he seemed taken aback, "getting that Tylenol now." He said as he walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

Truth be told she liked having him here, even if he was acting like an overprotective mother. She was already feeling better than when she was alone and she liked having the company. She knew it was to early to be thinking like this but she liked how good he was at taking care of her, it made her think that he would be good at taking care of kids someday. She watched him maneuver around her kitchen. She loved how he knew where everything was. He just looked like he fit there. He fit in her life so perfectly. He molded like clay to every nook any cranny of herself, from how he knew his way around her kitchen, to the way he was with her family and friends and even how her head fit so perfectly on his chest and she felt so safe in his arms, so right. He fit, and she loved it.

Mark walked back into the room with a whole bunch of stuff in his arms.

"What is all that stuff?" she asked

"Well, we've got your pillow" he said as he lifted her head up kissing her as he slid it under her head. "Tylenol" he said as he handed it to her. "Sprite. Take the medicine" he commanded "it will make you feel better."

"Fine." she said as she rolled her eyes. "If you insist." She sat up and took the medicine, handing the cup back to him.

"I also brought you some Saltine Crackers, butter toast, ans a clean shirt and pants because you look like you have been wearing those for awhile, and fresh clothes always make me feel better when I am sick. Now drink something, it will help you get better quicker" Mark said.

"Okay, I will... on one condition." Sabrina said

"And what might that be?"

"Hep me change my clothes."

" Are you serious?" Mark said rolling his eyes

"Yes, I don't have enough strength" Sabrina said, trying to fight back a smile

"Fine, sit up." Mark commanded with a devilish grin on his face.

~TO BE CONTINUED~