Author's Note: Tell me what you think.

Lexie sat on the sofa, tiredly watching some television show she didn't really care about.

"You are the father!"

She grumbled and grabbed the remote, turning it off.

Stupid phone call. Stupid Alex. Stupid Mark.

Lexie groaned and shoveled in another spoonful of rocky road ice cream. Why did her life suck so badly?

It was really all Mark's fault. He'd planted the seeds of hope in her mind and forced her to uproot them. And now Alex had called and said Izzie was there, and they were considering canceling the divorce thing. She'd been dumped. On the phone.

And Mark was on her mind. She felt sick, of everything. She heard the key in the door, and flinched in surprise as she heard Meredith's voice.

"Hey. You still up?"

Lexie opened her eyes. "Uh … yeah," she glanced at the clock.

"It's nearly three AM,"

"I couldn't sleep. Could you, after today?"

Meredith shook her head and sat on the couch next to Lexie.

"Derek got shot,"

"So did Alex," Lexie handed Meredith the Ice cream pot and spoon. "And he dumped me,"

Meredith shoveled in the ice cream and yawned. "Yeah, I saw Izzie at Presbyterian,"

"Yeah," Lexie grumbled.

"Oh, come on, did you really think you and Alex were serious?"

"Yeah, well … no, I guess not. Even though I nearly got my brains blown out going to get blood for the bastard,"

"Mm," Meredith said through a mouthful.

"Mm,"

There was a knock on the door, and the doorbell rang.

"Lexie," Meredith looked at her sister.

Lexie nodded tiredly, getting up.

When she opened the door, she saw Mark standing there, with a cheesy bouquet of red roses, and a heart shaped box of chocolate. She laughed and looked down.

"You're kidding me, right?" she looked up and smiled.

"I saw Stevens in Karev's room." Mark nodded. "Now, I look ridiculous with flowers and chocolates, so are you going to let me in, or leave me looking like a dork on your doorstep?"

"Come in," Lexie nodded and opened the door wide enough for Mark to walk in with the crap he was carrying.

Meredith was standing in the hallway, and ready to laugh her ass off when she saw Mark.

"Mer!" Lexie shouted.

"Oh, come on, Lexie, someone has to laugh at him," Meredith shook her head, walking into the living room again.

Lexie turned back to Mark. "Uh … sorry about that,"

"Chocolate?" Mark asked, putting the flowers down on the side table.

Lexie nodded and took the massive box from him. "Want some?"

Mark nodded. "I always wonder what's in these girl's chocolates,"

"Right. Like you've ever given a girl a heart box of chocolates before,"

"Movies. I watch a lot of movies since you left."

Lexie laughed and opened the box. "Oh, turn on the light, will you?"

Mark found the switch and turned on the overhead light, which immediately blew out, as light bulbs do.

"Pick one," Lexie leaned over the box, eyeing the chocolates in the dark.

Mark sighed and took one from the box. "I didn't come here to eat chocolate with you, you know that, right?"

Lexie nodded, her face dropping. "I'm going to get really fat. I just ate half a tub of ice cream, and now I have all these chocolates,"

"You could never be fat," Mark smiled at her.

Lexie turned her head to look at him. "Look, Mark, this … If I do anything today, tomorrow I'm going to call it a mistake made because of the shooting today. I'm going to tell myself that my judgment was clouded."

Mark nodded. "I know, but you're alone … and I'm alone, and we both made huge mistakes on the rebound, so why not?"

Lexie groaned. "Don't push me into this, Mark."

Mark sighed. "I brought you flowers,"

Lexie laughed. "You did,"

She looked up at him and felt hot tears in her eyes.

There was silent meeting of the eyes for a few moments, before Lexie broke down into silent sobs. She leant forwards and wrapped her arms silently under Mark's hugging him tightly. Though he had no idea why she was crying, he hugged her back, stroking her hair.

"Hey, what's up?" he whispered.

Lexie shook her head against his chest. She didn't want to talk. She just needed to be held, a feeling Mark knew all too well.

"Come on," He ran his hand down her back supportively. "What's going on?"

Lexie shook her head again. "For a moment today…" she began, taking a breath. "For a moment, I thought I was dead- I died today, and all I wanted was a hug, and now I have one, and I'm never going to let go," she started laughing at herself.

Mark smiled at her laugh, before she went dead silent, and let more tears run down her cheeks and against his shirt.

"It was my fault," she whispered quietly.

Mark sighed. "It was nobody's fault,"

Lexie tried to shake her head, her eyes shut tightly. "No … I … It was my fault, I know it. I shouldn't have unplugged her. I had a bad feeling, I shouldn't have-,"

"It was nobody's fault, Lex," Mark interrupted her softly.

Lexie sighed, blinking in the darkness. "Okay."

"Okay," Mark breathed. "Lexie." He asked carefully, looking down.

Lexie loosened her grip on him and looked up. She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

"Mark, did you mean what you said the other day?" she asked clearly.

Mark nodded. "Every word of it,"

Lexie swallowed. "Okay then," she nodded slowly.

Mark leaned down and pressed his lips gently to hers. He lifted his head and continued to hug her tightly.

"I love you more than I've ever loved anyone, Lexie,"

"I can't marry you though." Lexie said quietly. Sheepishly.

Mark made a face, confused.

"Well, it's soon anyway,"

"No, it's not because of that. I'd marry you right now if I could, but I can't."

"Why not?"

Lexie shook her head. "I was going to tell you eventually, Mark …"

"Lexie, come on, are you pulling my leg or something?"

"Mark, I'm married,"

There was a long silence. Then Mark let go of her and stepped away.

"What do you mean," Mark demanded.

Lexie sighed and approached the stairs, where she sat down miserably, guiltily.

"I did a lot of stupid things in Med School. I … the exam pressure was just …"

"Lexie," he said loudly.

"I got married. I filed the divorce papers, he wouldn't sign them, I keep sending them and he just won't sign." Lexie said quickly.

"Why are you telling me this now? Why not when we … why not when we moved in together, or …"

"I got a phone call. He called me, and he's coming to Seattle to look for me and I don't want to see him and … I want you, Mark, you know that, right? I haven't thought about him since I last filed the papers, that was … I don't know, a year ago,"

"What's that supposed to mean to me? I don't care whether or not you think about him, you lied to me, to Karev to everyone! Who is this guy? Why did you leave him?"

"I just did, Mark! I can't explain it!"

"Oh, so you're just gonna leave me if I piss you off?" Mark shouted angrily.

"No! Of Course not!" Lexie screamed at him from the stairs.

Meredith ran into the hallway. "What's going on?" she yelled.

"Nothing!" the two of them shouted.

Meredith went back into the living room.

Mark glared at Lexie. "You sort your crap out with this guy before even talking to me again,"

He turned on his head and shoved the chocolates and flowers off the side table onto the floor, before leaving and slamming the door behind him.

She begged her legs to stand and run after him, but they wouldn't budge. So instead, she curled up in a ball against the step, and buried her head in her knees.

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