PREVIEW: When Mark Sloan is the most well-known plastic surgeon in the country, the waters are disrupted when Lexie Grey, a young, female plastic surgeon makes her way into the field at such a successful rate. When the two are put together on a case, they are forced to meet and work together to save their patient's life. However, competition is brewed and with Mark Sloan's charm, a splash of love is thrown in as well. And you know what they say, all is fair in love and war.

It was a normal morning for Mark; of course, like any morning was. Waking up, going to the shower before getting the clothes he planned to wear. Making a small breakfast for himself, with a cup of coffee before picking up the mail. Today he didn't have to be into the practice until later, so he was enjoying the extra time. And luckily, today was the day that had been the day that the Harvard Medical Journal came in the mail. The journal had boasted great medical stories, and had seemed to have an interest in plastics. It was almost a perfect fit; and whenever he found himself at a coffee shop, he was reading the articles either online or on paper. The whole magazine had been sort of an aesthetic for him, in a way. As he sat down, table overlooking the great city of New York; Manhattan in specific, he began to read the cover, before seeing the face of a beautiful young woman.

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Mark had now been interested, as he continued to read the side of the cover, reading that she was a surgical attending, and head of the plastics department from Seattle that was only twenty nine and she had successfully completed her internship test with an almost perfect score, before breezing through her residency. Now this, had caught Mark's eyes. The mention of Seattle had caught the memory of Derek moving out west, after he was caught sleeping with his wife, Addison. Mark had tried to mend their broken friendship that had rooted to their childhood, but it was no use. He was still married to Addison, even though he was caught sleeping with some intern from the hospital named Meredith Grey. Same last name; what a coincidence. Of course, Addison had been filling him in with all the details. Derek had slept with Meredith again, and Addison had just... gave up. Mark had visited Addison once she moved down to Los Angeles with her former colleague and friend, Naomi. Mark had been a friend of Naomi and her husband, Sam. And Mark even heard that Naomi and Sam split, and Addison had began dating Sam.

Flipping to Alexandra's page in the journal, it boasted another clear picture of her, with a long article explaining about herself, and how she had a photographic memory that'd helped her through medical school, as well as her internship at Seattle Grace memorial hospital. Same hospital as Derek and Meredith. Mark bit his tongue as he read more into it, as she described some of the surgeries she got to do. Surgeries that'd been exclusive to hospital environments, as traumas had always been a wild card. Traumas never came into his practice. Mostly just breast implants, reduction, resizing, and the occasional rhinoplasty. And if he was lucky, there was the few consults he had to do around the country. But even then, those were pretty minor. He sighed as the jealousy began to grow, a bit. Here he was, the country's most renowned surgeon, and he had yet to get an article in the journal. And here she was, young and fresh in the field, getting a front page covered article.

Before he could read into the article any more, he heard his cellphone begin to ring. Getting up, he walked over to the counter, picking the cellphone up before swiping right to answer.

"Hello?" Mark asked, as he waited for a response. The number was from his practice, and he figured his secretary had been calling to tell him that he had another patient ready.

"Good morning Doctor Sloan," Cynthia, his secretary had responded. "If you'd like, please stop by before ten and look into a consult request."

"Any way you can tell me where it is, and what doctors I'll be working with? Last time I swear I got stuck with interns and a fifth year resident." Mark said, sighing as the trip to North Dakota had been cold and boring. All for a simple procedure to clear a nasal blockage.

"Give me one moment please, Doctor Sloan," she said before he could hear typing in the background. "The consult is in Houston, Texas, with Doctor Alexandra Grey. If you're interested, I can postpone your surgeries and meetings for the next few days so you can fly out tonight."

What a coincidence, Mark thought to himself. The famous, or infamous Alexandra Grey had been assigned to this case. This was a good as ever chance to meet her, he assumed, and he figured it'd be good to get out of New York for a while. The winter had been slow, and he was tired of seeing his breath everywhere he went.

"Doctor Sloan...?" Cynthia called out, making sure he was still on the other line.

"Sorry, Cynthia. Book me the earliest flight to Houston. Make sure it's first class as usual," he said as he walked to the bedroom. "I'll be into the office at about ten to pick up the information."

"Alright Doctor Sloan. I will see you in an hour." she said, before disconnecting.

Time: 6:23 AM

Eating her cereal, she began to read her article in the magazine. Doctor Alexandra Grey, Plastics. She grimaced at the picture, as she thought it was a bad picture of herself. God, why did she let them do that to her hair? She sighed, before flipping to the page, reading her article. Half of what was said was already written for her, and every picture was so photoshopped, she had rolled her eyes at each one. As she put a spoonful of cereal in her mouth, Meredith came walking into the kitchen, fixing her earrings as she walked in.

"Morning," Meredith said, walking to the fridge, grabbing the orange juice.

A mouthful of cereal, she covered her mouth before speaking. "Good Morning." Lexie said, muffled noise as her mouth dripped liquid.

Meredith laughed a little, before pouring herself a glass. "Did Jackson talk to you?"

"About what?" Lexie asked, stirring her cereal.

"He got asked to go to Houston, but with everything going on with April, he doesn't want to go." Meredith said with a sigh. "Plus he said that you were a better fit for the case. More experienced. I see you reading your article," Meredith grinned as Lexie's face got a little red. "Owen should be here soon if you want to go to Houston. Jackson told him that he'd tell you, but I guess he never got the chance to, so..."

"Uh, yeah, it's a good article." She laughed a little, cutting Meredith off. "So, what's in Houston?"

"Jackson said that a woman who has a esophageal cancer lost the ability to speak and nobody can figure out why." Meredith shrugged. "That's all Jackson told me. It was pretty brief," she sighed. "You know, I hope April and Jackson work it out. They've already been through so much. Hey, remember when you and Jackson used to-"

"Houston. Got it. I'll tell Hunt." Lexie said, picking up her bowl and putting it into the sink, before walking back to the table.

"Alright, alright." Meredith sighed, before sipping her orange juice. Lexie quickly went upstairs to get ready for work.

Time: 7:04 AM

As Lexie made her way downstairs, she heard the laughter of Cristina and Meredith, before walking into the kitchen area seeing Owen at the bar reading the paper, with Cristina beside him. Lexie walked inside, before grabbing a coffee cup.

"So you're going to Houston then?" Owen asked, looking at Lexie. "Reason I ask now is so I can put your name on the consult. They recommended you, and Mark Sloan. Figured it'd be pretty cool for you to work with him."

"Wait, wait," Meredith interrupted. "Mark Sloan?"

"Isn't he the one who slept with Addison?" Cristina asked, looking at Meredith, before laughing. "McSteamy."

"McSteamy, huh?" Owen asked, as Lexie poured her coffee.

"Addison, Derek's ex-wife?" Lexie asked. "Mark Sloan was the one that split them up?" Lexie asked, as she knew it was more than nosy, but she was curious as to the situation. Lexie had heard about the story; Derek walking in on his wife with his best friend, before walking out of the room and not looking back, and kicking her out, before moving to Seattle.

"Yeah, they never really made up," Meredith shrugged. "He was a good guy deep down, though."

"Anyone that sleeps with their best friend's wife isn't a good person, Mer." Lexie said, ripping open a sugar packet.

Owen flipped through a page in the paper, before Meredith shrugged. "I slept with Derek when he was still married."

"That's different, you didn't know he was married." Lexie said, as Owen's phone dinged.

Owen picked up the phone, before sliding it to Lexie. "Flight to Houston is booked, and your hotel room is too. You leave this afternoon. You can leave after lunch to pack."

Lexie nodded, before sipping her coffee, and swallowing. "Thanks, Owen. I'll see you guys at the hospital," Lexie said, before grabbing her purse and walking out. The door slammed behind her, and immediately, Cristina looked at Meredith.

"She's gonna sleep with him. I'm already calling it." Cristina said with a smile.

"Cristina!" Meredith exclaimed, as Owen flipped another page.

Cristina laughed a little more, before shrugging. "She's slept with George, Alex, and Jackson. Any guy she works with, you know," Cristina said, before Meredith hit her on the bicep.

"Don't call my sister a whore!" Meredith said, smiling, before walking to the table and getting her coffee mug. "I hope Derek doesn't mind them working together. Anyways, we should get going too."

Owen nodded, folding the paper. Cristina downed the last of her coffee. "Let's go." They both said simultaneously, Meredith already at the door.

As Meredith walked out, she saw Lexie's car pull out and begin its journey to the hospital. She really hoped that Derek didn't mind Lexie and Mark working together. Mark had spoken a couple words to Meredith, and he ended up on the ground, bleeding from Derek's fist.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hope you guys enjoyed it! I wasn't sure where to leave off, but I can say that they'll be meeting next chapter. :) Please leave reviews!