Taking one last look around her, she took a shaky breath as she dropped her keys onto the table in the hall before stepping outside. Repositioning her bag over her shoulder, she gets into the cab waiting out front. Giving directions to the cab driver she leans back and watches the city skyline; tears fall down her face. This is really it. This is the end.

She gets on a plane an hour later.

"Each of you comes here today hopeful. Wanting in on the game. A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today, you are the doctors." The words of the Chief of Surgery Richard Webber trail off and Lexie finds herself in awe of the operating room around her. All she had essentially done for the last 20 years is study to become a doctor, and now she had the white lab coat and the scrubs.

"This is your arena. How well you play? That's up to you." He concludes and Lexie follows as they move towards the locker room to being their first shifts. 48 hours. For the next 48 hours she's officially a doctor, a surgeon.

"So who do you have?" A scrawny brunette guy asks her while she turns her phone off. Interns cannot have their phones on the floor, and Lexie does not want to keep hitting ignore on the call she has gotten every few hours for the last month. Once she actually gets a look at the scrawny brunette guy her mind jumps to realize that she has seen him before. Last year. When she did the visit day. Lexie hadn't told… him... where she'd gone during the time she did the visit. Carried it off as needing a break from everyone during her mother's funeral. By then her father had started drinking and she had wondered if she would need to do her intern year at home.

"A… Doctor Yang." Lexie doesn't want to let him know that she recognizes him from the conversation they had in the locker room during the hospital tour. "I'm Lexie, Lexie Grey."

She sticks her hand out and he takes it, shaking it. "George O'Malley. You're not related to -" He trails off and Lexie groans inwardly.

Growing up all she had wanted was an older sister. When she'd found about the older sister she had fought with her parents for years about the fact they refused to introduce her. "Yeah I am. She's my sister, we've actually never met."

"Grey, O'Malley, Halley, Nowland!" A voice cuts through their conversation as all of a sudden the interns move rapidly towards the nurses station. By now Lexie and the other interns have started running after their resident.

Yang gives some speech about how the interns have five rules to follow at all times. While she knows she should pay better attention she hopes that her memory will recall any of the useful information she needs later. Out of the corner of her eye she catches someone. Seattle Grace had posted all of their residents' information online a few weeks ago, Lexie had scoured looking for any information she could find on her half-sister. The blonde hair she saw out of the corner of her eye, that's Meredith. That's the sister she wanted.

All of a sudden Dr. Yang barks orders at them and Lexie finds herself standing in the ambulance bay.

Meredith.

This is Lexie's chance to meet her.

As Meredith goes through with the patient, Lexie interjects herself.

"I'm Lexie." Her whole body freezes with a fear the usually confident intern has.

Meredith's eyes roll as she tries to get the gurney into the hospital "Great now move!" she yells.

"Lexie Grey. I'm your half sister." Lexie stammers through her sentence and watches as Meredith pushes the gurney through.

With a sign Lexie moves around to follow her resident. "We've got a dead guy over here!" Lexie realizes that she may have one of the more cutthroat residents. Lexie almosts expects her to flip the gurney over and move on. Suddenly the man on the gurney takes a deep breath and everything moves in rapid succession.

"Somebody page Derek Shepherd right freakin' now" Cristina screams and Lexie stills for a moment. Derek. Her mind knows that she's probably one of the few interns that actually knows what Derek looks like, but she's not going to volunteer that information right away. "3, go get Dr. Shepherd."

Trying her best not to groan Lexie goes into the hallway and takes a look around as she walks to the nurses station. Derek's talking to Meredith. "Great. Just great." she mutters to herself having a feeling that this conversation will not go as she planned.

"Dr. Shepherd," she interrupts her voice coming out a lot more timidly than she means for it to. Derek's head whips around quickly, his face registering confusion.

Meredith's jaw drops. "You two know each other?" Her eyebrows go up as she speaks, and Lexie's mind goes blank while she tries to think of any excuse possible.

Thankfully, Derek comes in with the save "I met her at Joe's yesterday." There's something in Derek's voice that tells Lexie there's a lot more going on here than she cares to know. In that moment she realizes that Meredith must be the woman Derek had started a relationship with after Addison. Nancy's voice calling her the slutty intern rings through Lexie's mind.

Rolling her eyes Meredith lets out an "Unbelievable," before she storms off towards her trauma room.

Clearing her throat Lexie takes a look up at Derek. "Doctor Shepherd you're needed in Trauma Room 3," she speaks carefully and hopes that Derek will just head into the trauma room without any questions.

Of course, she doesn't have that kind of luck. "Does he know you're here?" He fires back as they begin walking towards the trauma room.

Sighing, she tries to avoid the heavier implications of that sentence. Lexie had run, she'd taken off without much hesitation, with not enough planning, of course, she ended up in the same hospital as Derek Shepherd.

Shaking her head no, Lexie speaks measuredly. "You're needed in Trauma Room 3." She hopes in repetition she will find a way out of this conversation.

Not new to Lexie's tactic of avoidance Derek speaks again. "I'm going to guess based off the phone calls I've gotten in the last month, Mark has no idea that you're here. I would bet Mark doesn't even have a guess as to where you are. You know why I would bet that Doctor Grey?" He's stopped them outside the trauma room, trapping her into the conversation.

With a gulp, she can feel her heart racing and the pit in her stomach growing. All she had done since she returned home from her mother's funeral is run, and her mind wanted to run far away right now. "Why Doctor Shepherd?" She asks knowing the answer.

"I know why" He starts backing into the door to lead his way into the trauma room "Because your husband has called me every day for the last two months panicking that you're lying dead in a ditch or have gotten into an accident. Now you've got until I finish this exam to come up with a reason I shouldn't call your husband, my best friend, and tell him I found you."

"Only 36 hours to go." Lexie grumbles following her way into the room.