A/N : I started this story because it hit close to home. I was at church earlier and I thought "Hey, why don't I try something different?" Thus, this story began. I know I've been starting kind of a lot of fics, but I promise I will finish each and every one. Everything that happens in this fic is based on a true story. I hope you enjoy it. Italics will be lyrics.

Carolyn Shepherd was an amazing woman.

The things she did for her family and friends were undescribable. She had such a big heart, constantly putting everyone before herself.

So that is why, as her casket was being lowered into the ground, Mark Sloan had a billion questions running through his head.

Why her? Why did the shittiest things happen to the best people?

Carolyn was diagnosed with breast cancer the previous year. Unfortunately, the doctors were too late and the diesase had spread rapidly. They tried every treatment they possibly could, but nothing seemed to work.

Over the last months, Mark witnessed the woman he's seen as his own mother quickly deteriorate.

Her hair began falling out and her skin got brittle. The chemo, although it wasn't helping at all, had made her weaker as the days went by.

Despite all their efforts to save her, they just couldn't. And that's why they were all standing here today at Lake View Cemetery.

Growing up, Mark Sloan was abandoned by his parents. Never had he felt ever felt loved or wanted. Until he met his bestfriend, Derek Shepherd in elementary. His family took Mark in and overtime, they grew on him.

Carolyn especially. She was the one who made sure Mark was always more than okay. She was the one who fed him, who read to him, who tucked him in at night and loved him as her own.

Mark thought the world of the older woman. She had made such an impact on his life and he knew he would be forever thankful.

So you can imagine that her death hit him the hardest.

Of course it affected Derek and the rest of her children, but Mark especially.

The service was pretty much done and everyone had already left, but he wanted to reminisce on all the good times they had together.

"Come on guys, I wanna show you some place."

Meredith Grey was Derek's girlfriend. They had been together for almost 8 years and still no proposal. They were content with what they had with one another, and didn't want to change a thing.

"Where are we going?" Derek questioned.

She just kept quiet as Mark and Derek piled into the car. The drive was relatively quiet, only the sound of the soft radio playing.

Maybe not even 15 minutes later, she pulled up at Lake City Christian Church.

Mark was confused. What were they doing at church?

He never took Meredith as a religious person but if he learned something about woman, it was that they all had their secrets.

"My sister leads the worship team here and asked if I could stop by. I haven't seen her in years, and I thought you guys would like to come along."

Carolyn Shepherd was a God-fearing woman. Every Sunday, she took her family to a nearby church and praised the Lord.

Her children were always taught to give thanks before every meal, and pray every night before going to bed.

Mark, of course, believed in his own way. But he never thought anything of it. He just thought God was someone who was made up to make everyone feel better about their miserable lives. He didn't believe in miracles, just dog-luck.

Derek gave no hesitation to walk in next to Meredith, but Mark was a little more closed-off.

Maybe he would just sit through this service and be on his way. Go to the bar tonight, take home a random woman, have meaningless sex, and forget her the next day.

He needed something to take away the pain and he wasn't too sure a church service was gonna do it. It probably wasn't gonna do anything but put him to sleep.

As the three walked in, Mark noticed it was crowded. The only seats that were available were in the very back. It seemed as if everyone was were in the middle of something, since many hands were extended upwards to the roof while they hummed softly to themselves.

The group made their way to the back, and that's when Mark let an angelic sound fill his ears.

He looked up to the front to see a beautiful young woman holding the mic and letting her voice fill the room. She was thin, brunette hair that went past her breast, and had a nice figure. He assumed she had a nice ass.

"That's Meredith's sister, Lexie." Derek whispered to him.

She was ravishing and her voice was all the better.

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders

Let me walk upon the waters

Wherever You would call me..

Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander

And my faith will be made stronger

In the presence of my Savior..

Mark noticed the song as one of the many Carolyn sang him to sleep. He remembered loving everytime she did.

Lexie was absolutely breathtaking. The more he looked at her, the more he grew attracted.

Little did he know, she'd become the love of his life.

A/N : Next chapter will be them meeting and Lexie's story about why she joined the church. This story may get very dark and religious..and I just wanna warn you folks now. Thank you for reading, please review and let me know how yall feel.