Set after Blink, I'm sure somebody will do this story better than thi but it has been torturing me! I love Mark and Lexie together but I think their relationship has gone a little too smoothly for a grey's plotline and some angst is needed.

Blink: 8 weeks later....

'I know it's soon Alex, but I'd like to try for a baby' Izzie rolled over in bed.

'Uh, wow...' Alex didn't really know how to reply.

'I'm not getting any younger Alex, and I keep thinking about all those eggs I froze before chemo. They have a shelf life.'

Izzie turned again and faced Alex who was now wide awake. They had only been back together for a couple of weeks and already Iz wanted to move on. He wanted her happy, he really did, he just wasn't sure he was ready for the speed with which their relationship was progressing. They had gotten married because she was dying and if Alex was honest he didn't know if he would have proposed otherwise. He was in love with her, he knew that and he probably would have married Iz eventually, but they had gone from dating into the Church at a speed the starship enterprise would have been proud of. The fact that he hadn't managed to stay faithful to her while she was away was just reinforcing his doubts.

'Let's talk about this later Iz, Bailey's letting me do a hemi-colectomy today.' He got out of bed and walked out.

The last eight weeks had been hell. That was the only way that he could describe it. Mark had been a whole new level of miserable ever since he had broken up with the woman who, despite the fact that he was 38, was the first woman that he had really loved. Mark had thrown himself into work, particularly now his newly discovered daughter, Sloan, had decided to stay in LA where the family who were going to adopt her baby lived. Over the last eight weeks Mark had made Seattle Grace more money than he had in the last six months and he was sure the chief was pleased, even if everyone else could see that the west coast's top plastic's guy was about to self destruct.

Currently Mark was camped out in his office studying reports sent to him from London about a new technique for reconstructing the limbs of children caught by landmines. No one knew about his discreet enquires to a foreign aid agency who would be only too happy to get him out of Seattle and into a third world country where at least people wouldn't think that face lifts on rich old ladies was all he was good for. Then maybe he could forget the wonderful woman he'd lost because he had learnt how to be a father.

Three minutes could be a really long time when you were waiting for a result, particularly when you were fairly sure that you already knew the answer and it was the one thing that had the power to completely change your life. As it happened Lexie didn't need to wait nearly that long, the result was so strongly positive, the second pink line came up so quickly and distinctly that there could be no doubt about the answer. She was pregnant.

Sitting in her sister's bathroom Lexie sunk down against the side of the bath and fought the urge to throw up, something she had been doing a lot of recently. For the last six weeks she had been ignoring all the signs, the fatigue, the nausea and the mood swings but with the failure to appear of her second period she had finally bitten the bullet and stolen a test from the hospital.

If the test had been positive two months ago Lexie would have been upset but able to cope. She would have known that the baby's father, a man she was crazy about, would support her and love their child with everything they had and it would have been okay. It might have delayed her surgical career but it wouldn't have spelt the end of the world as she knew it. Now however she was royally screwed. It was like an awful daytime movie. She was pregnant and she had no idea which one of two excellent, if troubled, men was the father.

I'll be honest, I've no idea whether I'm going to update this - I'm not so good at updating stories (biggest apologies to anyone reading my CSI miami/NY crossover fic, with the current Eric stuff in the new series I just can't get motivated to write it) but I have more plot bunnies jumping around inside my head about this one.