This was originally going to be a chapter in my other story Good Morning Husband, Good Morning Wife but it sort of took on a life of its own as I was writing it so now it's become it's own story. I know I'm a little late to the party when it comes to rewriting the Season 8/Season 9 finale and opening but I don't care. This is basically my take on how I think Shonda could have ended it without killing Mark and Lexie. Title is from the Sugarland song "Little Miss".

They should have died, they should have died out there in the woods, all of them. Lexie, Mark, Meredith, Derek, Arizona, and Cristina, they shouldn't be alive today. She had been trapped under the plane, the plane had literally fallen on top of her, and Mark had had a freaking cardiac tamponade that had to be treated with a butter knife and a can of spray deodorant. The odds were a million to one that they would have all survived, but the funny thing about a million to one odds is that for every million failures there is one success.

It had hurt, no doubt. Lexie had been badly hurt but it was nowhere near as bad as it could have been. If the plane had landed on her an inch to the left or right she would have most certainly died. It was this thought that stayed with Lexie as she sat in the large claw foot tub at Meredith's. It had been over three months since the crash and only a week since she had been discharged from the hospital. Her muscles still ached sometimes but the tub was helping.

What was harder to deal with was the emotional backlash. Lexie knew all about mental breakdowns, having been the unfortunate victim of one after the shooting, but she didn't think that was the problem this time.

Survivor's guilt perhaps? But none of them had died, not her, not Mark, not even the pilot, even though he was paralyzed from the neck down. Maybe that was it. The fact that she should be dead and yet she was going to make a full recovery. She had been crushed under a freaking plane in the middle of the woods and yet would have no lasting physical damage, unlike the pilot or Dr Robbins who lost a leg or Derek who might never operate again.

She groaned, partly from pain and partly from frustration. She just wanted to find her way back to the person she was before the crash happened. No, not totally, she wanted to be the person she was before the plane crash but she wanted Mark to be there too. He hadn't left her side the entire time they'd been out there, not after he'd said those things. Then at the hospital he kept sneaking out of his room to lay with her in her bed. He loved her and she loved him and this time it would have to take an act of god to tear them apart. Everything should be perfect, but then why couldn't she fix whatever felt was wrong with her?

A pounding on the door broke her revere.

"Lex come on." Meredith's voice rang out. "Leaving in 10 minutes."

With a sigh Lexie hoisted herself out of the tub and grabbed a towel. First day back at work, first day under a microscope. She hoped that maybe she'd be able to shake this feeling by working it out of her system.

"Welcome back Dr Grey." Bailey nodded as walked towards the young woman at the nurse's station.

"Good to be back Dr Bailey." Lexie winced slightly as she moved her head to fast.

"You ok Grey?" Bailey asked with her typical uncaring concern.

"Yeah Dr Bailey, I'm fine. Just still a little sore is all." Lexie rubbed the back of her neck.

Suddenly she felt a foreign hand on her neck. With a little yip she spun around to see her boyfriend standing there with a trademark Sloan smirk on his face.

"Morning."

"Morning." She blushed slightly.

"You know, if you have some tension in your neck I know of an excellent tension relief method." He whispered seductively in her ear, making her giggle.

"Ahem!" Bailey cleared her throat, drawing the attention of both doctors. "If the two of you are going to talk dirty go do it somewhere else. I do not need to be privy to such activities between the two of you." She shot them a look before walking off. Lexie turned back to Mark.

"So how'd it feel sleeping in your own bed last night?" She asked. Although he had been discharged weeks before she was, he had been stubborn about staying in her room every night until she was released and had been sleeping in the attic with her every night until last when Lexie insisted he take a break and sleep in his own bed.

"Lonely. It felt incredibly lonely without you sleeping next to me." He took her hand. "Look, Lex, I know it may be too soon, but you think you could consider moving back in with me?"

"Mark...I..." Lexie stumbled, not really sure what to say. Thankfully Mark said it for her.

"You don't have to decide right now, or really even today. Just promise me you'll think about it?"

"Yeah, yeah I can do that." Lexie said breathlessly.

"Good." Marks paged beeped. "Gotta go, I'll see you later." He kissed her and then he was gone.

Lexie groaned. Her life was complicated enough before today and now Mark, dear, sweet, and apparently clueless Mark, had just made it so much more complicated.

With a sigh she took out her cell phone. She needed someone to talk too who wasn't part of the hospital gossip ring.

The phone rang and rang.

"Come on, pick up. Please pick up." Lexie pleaded into the phone.

Finally on the third ring she heard the phone click.

"Hello?"

"Hey Apes."

"Lexie!" April squealed. "How are you feeling?"

"Good, bad, I don't know April." Lexie groaned. "I don't know what I'm feeling."

"Ok, calm down. Are you pregnant?"

"What? No, no, god no. Mark and I haven't had sex since before the plane crash."

"You've had Mark Sloan, man whore of Seattle Grace, go without sex for three months?" April laughed. "Has that ever happened before?"

Lexie giggled and then sighed. "He asked me to move back in with him."

"So, that's good isn't it?" April questioned.

"Ugh, I don't know Apes. I love him, I love him so much but I'm not the same. I should have died April, I should have died and I didn't and I'm back to normal while Dr Robbins lost a leg and Derek crushed his hand, and I should have died!"

She took a deep breath. "I just want to feel normal again, not just look normal. I don't know what to do."

April's heart broke for her friend. She wished she was back in Seattle so she could be there for her, but currently she was stuck in Moline.

"I don't know how to help you Lex. I want to, but I don't know what I should say."

"I know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thrown this on you."

"Hey, I'm always happy to help, that's what friends are for." April stopped her. "You call me anytime."

Lexie smiled. "Thanks April, I just needed to talk to someone."

"Well you will always have me, got that?"

Lexie heard April grunt. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"Farm work. Turns out it's a lot harder than I remembered." April panted. "When did bales of hay get so heavy?"

Lexie chuckled. "Probably about the same time you enrolled in med school. Come on April, you can handle a chaotic ER full of trauma patients no problem. What's a little farm work?"

"Oh yeah? I wanna see you come out here and try this!" April huffed.

"Maybe I should." Lexie laughed, then something clicked in her head. Why not? Why not go out and try it?

"Hey Apes, I gotta go. I'll call you later."

"Wait, what are you gonna do? Lexie? Lexie?"

Lexie snapped her phone shut and made a bee line for Owen's office.

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