AN: This is my first ever GA FF and I'm really nervous, so tell me what you think.


"What's the case?" Mark asked Callie as they walked down the hallway.

"Felix Walker, I performed surgery on his knee. He requested you, I have no idea why." Callie passed him the chart and carried on down the hallway.

Mark shrugged, pushing open the door to the patient's room. "What I can I do for you, Mr. Walker?" He asked, looking down at the chart quickly before he looked up at the young man sitting up in his bed.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" He asked, confused.

"Mark Sloan, head of Plastic Surgery. I was told you asked for me."

"He didn't ask for you. I did."

Mark turned around, and Lexie Grey was standing in the doorway.

Two years. That was how long it had been since he had seen her, since she had left Seattle to do her fellowship. "Dr. Grey." His eyes locked with hers and he couldn't bring himself to tear them away.

"I wanted to talk to you." She said having huge difficulty in trying not to stare into those blue eyes, but being very aware of her boyfriend lying behind Mark. "If you can spare a few moments."

He breathed out heavily, and waited until he was sure that he could muster a casual tone of indifference. "I don't see why not." It had been two years since he'd last seen her, even longer since they'd actually been together, but he was lying to himself when he tried to convince himself that she didn't matter to him.

He had tried moving on with various relationships, some real and some that were just meaningless. He had tried, but he still thought about her and he still missed her. He still loved her.

Lexie walked past him and she came so close that he could smell her hair, and her arm accidentally brushed against his. For just a moment he was brought back to the time when they were together, when they were happy.

But it was only a moment, and then she was at the bed and she was kissing her boyfriend on the cheek. "I'll come back soon, Felix." Lexie murmured to him softly, and in an instant the illusion was shattered and old wounds from the past felt fresh.


"Does Meredith know that you're here?" He asked.

"No. Nobody does. I didn't know I was coming until a few days ago, Felix had to come here for a work thing, and then there was the car accident…"

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine, I just got a few cuts." Lexie shrugged. She was staring intently down at the ground, unwillingly for her eyes to get lost in his again, but she reluctantly looked up at him. "It's been two years, Mark."

"Yeah, well that was your choice, remember? Now, if you just want to catch up, maybe some other time because I have patients."

"I'm coming back, Mark. I got offered a job, that's why I'm here. Not because of Felix, and I… I just thought you should know."

"Congratulations. I have to go."

Lexie sighed, staring after him as she watched him leave. She didn't know what she had been expecting, but it wasn't that.