So, this is my sequel to my original story, The Climb. Before I start, I just wanted to say thanks for reading. I have really great fans, and without you guys, I wouldn't write any more than I already have.

I have been asked before, why my original story was called "The Climb." Don't hate me for saying that, yes; it is in fact based off of the song by Miley Cyrus. Lexie really had to make the climb of life, and got through everything with Mark, Meredith, and also April. So that's why it is called The Climb.

One other thing I have been asked before was why my name is ChasingApril42. So, here goes. ChasingApril is there because of two of my favorite TV show characters. Robert Chase, from House, and April Kepner, from Grey's Anatomy. I could've used Lexie, or Thirteen, or any of my other favorite characters, but I chose April because it reminds me of a time in my life that I would like to go back to. That you could even say that I am 'chasing after'. So ChasingApril. And 42 is the answer to life, the universe, and everything That is where ChasingApril42 came from.

Thanks again for being so awesome, and here is Now.

Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy.

Chapter 1

Now. Now is the only thing that matters. The past is the past, and the future is the future. But now is now. Everything that happens, everything that will happen, depends on what you do now. And now is the moment when seven month pregnant Lexie Sloan walked into her house to find the thick smell of smoke overtaking her house. She walked around to find her youngest child, April's room completely destroyed, and a raging fire making its way to the next room over, which belonged to her son, Will. Lexie knew where her husband Mark and Will were, but didn't know where April was.

"Hey, Babe. I'm going to take Will out this afternoon. Are you almost home?" Mark said.

"I still have tons of work to do. Lots of post-ops, and stuff. I'll call Hanna and see if she can watch April when you need to go." Lexie said back.

"Thanks, Lex. I really appreciate it."

Lexie did call Hanna. Hanna was their 16 year old next door neighbor who babysat for the Sloan's frequently. Hanna said she was going to babysit for them. Where was she? Lexie was terrified as she ran to find the fire extinguisher she and Mark had bought when Will was just two years old. She found it in the kitchen, pulled the pin out, and extinguished the fire that was ruining her house. After it was out, she called Hanna's cell phone.

'Do you ever wonder why this music gets you high? It takes you on a ride. Feel it when your body starts to rock. Baby you can't stop and the music's all you got. This must be, pop." Hanna's ringtone, Dirty Pop by *NSYNC rang through Lexie's house. She followed the sound to April's room. The phone stopped ringing as soon as she entered the room. She heard a sputtering cough come from inside April's closet. Lexie ran over to the door, and wrenched it open. Inside, she saw Hanna leaned against the wall, covered in ash and burns, barely conscious.

"Hanna, are you alright?" Lexie asked concerned. Hanna nodded gently.

"April." She said softly, and looked down into her own lap. If she hadn't pointed it out, Lexie wouldn't have recognized that the tiny lump in Hanna's lap was her daughter.

"Oh, God." Lexie said quietly as she reached over to her little girl. She gently turned her over. The tiny form uncurled itself and Lexie gasped. April was covered in severe burns, and was covered in black ash from head to toe. The tiny girl was unconscious. Lexie quickly grabbed her phone out and called 911. She heard the calm tone, yet again, on the other line.

"911, what's your emergency?" The woman asked.

"There's been a fire at my house at 165 Greenfield Ct. My daughter and babysitter are injured. Please hurry." Lexie said quickly.

"Are you injured, ma'am?" Lexie couldn't help the tears that were pooling in her eyes from falling.

"No. Please hurry." She repeated.

"We have an ambulance on the way. Ma'am, I need you to calm down. What is your name?"

"Alexandra Grey." Lexie said automatically. "I mean Alexandra Sloan." She corrected. She had been married for a long time, but it was still weird calling herself Lexie Sloan.

"Ok, Alexandra. Take a deep breath. Is there a fire?"

"No. I put it out."

"That's good. Very good. The ambulance should be there shortly. I'm going to keep you on the phone with me." Lexie didn't respond. She was staring intently at her little girl. She picked her up, and cradled her in her lap.

"Alexandra, are you with me?"

"Yes." She whispered.

"Good. How old are you, Alexandra?" The woman asked. Lexie sighed. Of course the woman wanted to fill out some paperwork.

"32." She said softly.

"Are you married? If so, what's your husband's name?"

"Mark Sloan. Age 41."

"What's your profession, and Mark's profession?"

"Surgeons. Mark is…um…plastics. I'm general." Lexie was getting sick of the questions. Where was the damn ambulance?

"Wow. You two are very successful. Is your daughter your only child? How old is she?"

"No. April is 3 and William is 6." Just as she said that, she heard her front door open, and heard paramedics calling out. "The paramedics are here. Thanks for your help." And she hung up. "In here." She called out. Four men came into the room with two stretchers.

"Ma'am, are you hurt?" He asked me. She shook her head no, and handed him her daughter. He gently placed her onto one of the stretchers, and one of the men wheeled her out. Two of the remaining three lifted up Hanna, the other wheeled the stretcher underneath her, and they put her down.

"I want to go down with my daughter." Lexie said as she stood up from the rubble. One man nodded.

"Of course." He said. When Lexie was seated next to her daughter, she pulled out her phone again, and called Mark. While it was ringing, she reached out her hand, and placed in on her daughter's.

"Mark Sloan." He answered.

"Mark." She couldn't help but cry when she heard his voice. "I was going home. I never thought there would be anything wrong. Hanna is a great babysitter. But I got there, and there was a fire. I found Hanna and April. I'm so scared. Baby's really hurt. I'm in an ambulance, and we are going to the hospital." She carried on her signature rambling.

"Lex, calm down. Me and Will coming. Breathe deep, Lexie. She will be ok." He had a way of calming her down that no one else had.

"Ok, Mark." She whispered.

"I love you, Baby. I'll see you soon."

"I love you, too, Mark." She said. She hung up her phone, and looked down at her little girl. She was breathing fine, and had a good pulse. Lexie had made sure of that at the house. But she was still unconscious. She was hurt. Badly. Lexie squeezed her eyes shut. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and opened her eyes. She looked to the figure touching her and he smiled softly.

"We are going to make sure she gets there safely." He said, his voice calm. The serenity of his voice calmed Lexie down immediately.

Now was the time. Now, her daughter's life was in danger. Now, she was going to the hospital. Now, she gripped her baby's hand a little tighter. Now, she felt a sharp in her abdomen.

Now, she was going into labor.

A/N: So, reviews are greatly appreciated. Let me know how you feel about it. I wasn't sure what to do with my sequel, but I have an idea now, and I'm excited. Thanks again for being so great