Thanks to everyone for the great reviews on the last chapter!
I'm so sorry that this update has taken so long. My life has been pretty crazy lately.
I am very seriously considering not watching season 9, not because of what happened to Lexie, but because the show is no longer the Grey's I feel in love with.
I don't own anything!
November 15, 2013
"Mark, I have to go." Lexie said, kissing her husband. They were in the on call room having "personal time." It was harder to come by now that Sofia was very much in the middle of her terrible twos. She had also recently figured out how to open doors, even child-proofed ones.
"No," Mark whined, pulling his wife's body closer to his.
"Mark," Lexie giggled, pulling away as her pager went off." I. Have. To. Go. Save. Lives." She said, kissing him between every word.
"Save my life," Mark whined, kissing her again.
Lexie's pager went off again.
"Fine, go." Mark groaned.
Lexie rolled off of him. She picked her lab coat off of the floor and put it on.
"Love you," She kissed him. "Try to be home by seven, okay? There's something I want to talk to you about." Lexie said with a grin before leaving the room.
After she left, Mark sat up and picked his scrub top off of the floor. As he put it back on, his pager went off.
Later that morning, Lexie was walking down the hallway in the lobby. For the past couple hours, she and Derek have been working on a pretty serious brain trauma. She had started to feel kind of sick so she had run to get a bottle of water.
She noticed that the lobby was empty.
As she walked past a supply closet, someone clamped a hand over her mouth and pulled her in.
She turned around to find herself face to face with Derek, Meredith, and Jackson.
"What's going on?" She asked them.
"There's a shooter in the hospital," Derek said gravely, looking at her.
"You're kidding, right? This can't be happening again," Lexie said, but looking around, she could tell that it was true.
"Do we know who it is? Where's Mark? Oh, God, what about the daycare?" She asked anxiously.
Derek and Meredith exchanged a glance before looking back at Jackson.
"It's Nick Little," Jackson said softly. "When Mark saw him, he ran off before I could stop him."
"I have to go," Lexie tried to turn, but Derek pulled her back.
"It's too dangerous, Lexie," Meredith said, softly, looking at her little sister.
"His daughter died on Mark's operating table. He wants to take something from Mark, I know it. I have to be his eye for an eye, not Sofia."
"Lex, the police are coming." Jackson said, trying to calm her down.
"They're not going to do anything! They never do! They sure as hell didn't last time! None of you understand how I feel right now! You guys are together, Zola's at home with a cold, and April's watching her! The two people who mean more to me than anything in the world are out there with a crazy man who wants to hurt them. I can't lose them. Meredith, please," Lexie pleaded with her sister, "You went after Derek, let me go after my family."
"She's right, I went after you. You know it's what we would do if it was Zola." Meredith nodded, gently removing Derek's hand from Lexie's arm.
"Fine, but we're going with you." Derek said sternly, always the over protective brother-in-law.
Lexie nodded and they took off towards the daycare. Her legs felt numb. She had no idea what they would find. Callie and Arizona weren't even there, they had gone off on the honeymoon they never got. She couldn't imagine having to call them and tell them what happened.
Meredith wrapped her hand around Lexie's shaking one. "It'll be okay," She reassured her sister.
Lexie didn't respond, she simply nodded. She tried to remember this morning. Had she told Sofia she loved her? Had she held her close? Would her morning with Mark in the on call room be her last? Would it be the last time she ever held him close? Felt his lips against her? Felt safe in his arms?
After what seemed like an eternity of walking, they were outside of the daycare.
Lexie could hear screaming and children crying.
"I have to go in there," She insisted, trying to pull away from Meredith's hand.
"You don't know what you're walking into, you could just make things worse." Derek said softly.
"Mark is my husband! We survived a goddamn plane crash. We're supposed to have more kids, give Sofia siblings, two brothers and a sister. We're supposed to be happy. We're meant to be." Tears began to form in Lexie's eyes.
Meredith let her go and she started to walk towards the day care.
A gun shot suddenly ran out.
"Oh, God!" Lexie sobbed, falling to the floor. She tried to get back up, but she felt frozen. She couldn't move. She could faintly feel Meredith wrap her arms around her and she sobbed.
Derek and Jackson ran towards the day care.
She heard another shot.
"NO!" She screamed. "No, no, no!"
She could hear footsteps and looked up. Derek and Jackson walked forward. Derek had Sofia in his arms and Jackson was calling 911. Sofia was screaming her head off.
"She's okay, her arm got grazed by a bullet. Mr. Little killed himself."
Lexie nodded. "Where's Mark?" She asked anxiously.
"Hey, Lex," Mark said softly, walking out of the day care.
Lexie ran forward and wrapped her arms around him. Mark held her close, cradling her and she sobbed.
"If something had happened to you, I…"
"I'm okay, we're okay," He said, kissing the top of her head.
"How's Sofia? Mark asked, looking up.
"She'll be fine," Derek said with a smile. "Just a little boo boo. Right, Sof?" Derek asked, bouncing the toddler. She had stopped crying and had begun to hiccup. Meredith was holding some tissues over her wound to stop the bleeding.
Lexie looked up at Mark with tears in her eyes.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Mark asked her.
Lexie nodded shakily. "I wanted to wait until tonight, but I have a feeling we could both use some good news right now. I'm pregnant, Mark. We're having a baby." She grinned, her eyes were still full of tears, but joy sprung across her tear-stained face.
Mark smiled. "I love you so much." He whispered, pulling her close to him.