Hey guys. Quick authors note. This is my first FanFic, so reviews are welcomed! I know the first chapter is really short, but it leads in to the actual story line, so enjoy and let me know your thoughts!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Grey's Anatomy
Chapter 1
Lexie was intent on telling Mark how she felt. She remembered how it ended last time she tried, when she saw him with Amelia Shepherd. Nothing would get in her way this time. She looked up at Mark's apartment building. If she didn't go now, she would lose her nerve. She quickly entered the building, and made her way up the stairs and down the hallway to Mark's room. She approached the door, and cautiously knocked, hoping to not be hurt again. Mark opened the door, fully dressed. There were no signs of any visitors, besides Lexie.
"Lexie?" Mark asked in total surprise. Lexie didn't wait for Mark to say or ask anything else. She stood up on her toes, took his face in her small hands, and said, "I love you, Mark." and kissed him gently once.
Mark just stood there, not knowing what to say. Lexie suddenly felt very self-conscious.
"Ok, I'm going to leave now." she said. As she turned and began walking down his hallways, a little sad and upset, she heard him say something softly behind her. She couldn't make out what he said, so she turned around. "What did you say?" she asked him.
Mark said, "Come here." So she did.
Mark kept eye contact the whole time she walked back, and when she got ho him, he pulled her into a tight hug. They stood like that for a long time. After a while, Lexie pulled back, and looked at his face. She studied his eyes, his lips, his nose, everything she could, drinking in the moment. Mark looked down at her and smiled softly. "I love you too, Lex."
He invited her in. They didn't do anything other than lay down, while Mark cradled her in his arms. Her head was on his chest, their feet entwined. They said nothing the whole night as they lay together. Eventually, Lexie fell asleep, but Mark could not. He stroked her hair and thought about what would happen next. He couldn't think much, and decided that whatever happened, would happen. That was all there was to it.