Summary: Everyone around Lexie seem to be moving forward with their lives. Everyone but her. On top of it all she finds out that she might not have much time left to live. But what she thinks is the end might be the start of something beautiful as she soon finds out what a big support system she really has. Her friends and family are doing everything in their power to save her.

This takes place towards the end of season eight. Everything that has happened on the show has happened here too. Mark is with Julia, Meredith and Derek have Zola. The only difference is that Lexie is not with Jackson, never have , never will. He's destined for April.

Lexie felt the dizziness return as she walked down the stairs. She slowed down and tried to shake it off. It didn't help much. When she walked into the kitchen she was greeted by Derek who was making himself a sandwich by the counter. There was an ounce of worry in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah", she nodded and tried to force a smile.

"You just look a little pale, that's all", he continued.

"No, I... didn't sleep much last night."

That was true. In fact she hadn't slept well for weeks. She couldn't understand where this sudden insomnia had come from. Maybe it was because Mark was with Julia, because as much as she tried not to think about that, it still bothered her. Maybe it was because everyone around her seemed to have a life while she was stuck living in the attic of her sister's house without a boyfriend or a real plan for the future.

She noticed herself drifting off into her thoughts and looked up to see Derek's gaze lingering at her, unconvinced. She smiled reassuringly and joined him at the counter. Looking at the food she realized that she wasn't hungry at all. Instead she poured herself a glass of juice before she went out to her car and drove to work.

"Little Grey!" Miranda Bailey yelled across the ER. "Stop being lazy and get over here! We've got patients to take care of!"

Lexie rushed across the ER as fast as she could. She didn't feel like she was on top of her game today. Her body was sore, but she couldn't understand why. And the hectic day was exhausting. She tried to remember if it always was this tiring.

If she would have thought about it, I'm sure she would have figured it out. After all, she was a doctor. But Bailey was screaming at her so she didn't have time to think about why running across the ER was so exhausting. She didn't have time to think about why the ground seemed to move under her, or why her vision was blurry. Not until she couldn't see at all anymore. She was pretty sure she felt someone catch her, but she didn't have control over her body so she let herself drift off.

Bailey cursed to herself. Not again! Why was something always happening to the doctors in this hospital? First there had been that incident with the bomb and the ferryboat accident, both in which the older Grey had almost died. Then there was Izzie's cancer, and O'Malley's death. After that there was a shooting, leaving many of her people dead or injured. And now there was something wrong with Lexie. If there wasn't anything wrong with her interns then you could bet there was something wrong with her interns' friends or husbands or sisters... This was too much. Her fears were confirmed, this place was really cursed.

As she put an IV-needle into Lexie's arm, she began to wake up. Bailey sighed and looked at her with compassion.

"What's wrong with me?" Lexie asked with obvious fear in her voice. It was barely more than a whisper.

"You tell me", Bailey answered her. "I assume you've been having symptoms for quite a while."

Lexie didn't have to think for long before she was able to give herself a diagnosis. She was tired and short of breath. She had a complete lack of appetite and she was pretty sure she was running a fever. Her body was sore and when she pulled up the gown she was now wearing she could she bruises spread across her abdomen. She never bruised that easily.

She laid her head back down on the pillow and looked up at Bailey.

"Leukemia", she said, tears in her eyes.

All Bailey could do was nod.

"We don't know how bad it is yet, but there is a high number of abnormal cells in your blood, and while you were out we did a biopsy of your bone marrow to prove it. Now, we're taking you for a PET-scan too see if it's metastasized. Is there anyone you want me to page?"

"No..." Lexie shook her head and wiped a tear from her eye before it run down her face. "No, it's fine. We can do it after the scan."

"Okay, if you say so..." Bailey said and left the room to go book the scan.

They were almost done when Derek walked into the room in which Bailey was observing Lexie's scan. She tensed up when he slumped down into the chair next to her.

"Are you done here soon?" he asked. "Because I need this room after you. St. Claire Hospital sent over this tumor patient. He has an Ependymoma the size of a baseball. I've never seen anything like it. You should..."

He trailed off when he suddenly saw the patient.

"Is that..?" He didn't finish the sentence but Bailey nodded.

"She collapsed in the ER a while ago. We examined her bone marrow... It showed that she has Leukemia."

Derek's chocked expression almost got her to tear up.

"What kind is it?" he asked.

"Acute Myeloid Leukemia", she mumbled and gave him a sad look.

Just then, images appeared on the screen.

"Oh god", Derek let out in a whisper.

Bailey inhaled deeply and scrutinized the scans. There seemed to be metastases everywhere, the biggest ones on her lymph nodes and kidneys. There were no words to describe it. They both knew the severity of what they saw.

"You should probably... page Meredith", Bailey said and blinked a couple of times to keep herself from crying. Then she went into Lexie's part of the room and helped her out of the machine and into a wheelchair.

She did her best to hide her emotions, but she knew that they shone through when she saw Lexie's expression.

"Was it that bad?"

Keep it together, she thought to herself. She doesn't need you to get all emotional. That part she takes care of all too well herself.

"You are gonna be fine!" she said and put her hand on Lexie's shoulder. "This is Seattle Grace, one of the best hospitals in the country, in the world even! We have a great oncology department and all your friends are doctors. If anyone will be fine, that's gonna be you! Do you understand me?"

Lexie looked away.

"Can I see them?"

She looked back at Bailey, who was resistant to let the young woman see the her own fate, but who couldn't refuse it to those pleading eyes. So she nodded and wheeled her out into the other room, where Derek was still looking at the scans.

Lexie looked at the screen in silence. She may not have finished her residency yet, but she knew an extreme case when she saw it, and she began to panic.

"So is that it?" she said and turned to look at Derek. Her voice trembled as she continued. "Will I die now, like this? Because that's just... wrong! I mean, I'm 27! And the odds of getting Leukemia under the age of 64 is like 0.31 percent! That's nothing! This can't be happening to me! Not now!"

Derek stopped her rambling by putting an arm around her shoulders.

"I'm sorry", he murmured. "But this is not over yet. You can still fight it. Okay?"

She inhaled sharply and nodded.

"Do you want me to call Mark?" he asked her.

She quickly jerked away from him.

"No!" she said and wiped the tears off her face. "He's with Julia."

"That doesn't mean he doesn't care about you", he tried but Lexie shook her head.

"It just feels kinda wierd to call him now, about something like this. It's not like we've been in touch much lately."

"Okay", Derek nodded. "If you don't want me to then I won't do it."

He gave her a short smile and then the room once again filled with silence. Bailey was the first one to speak again.

"Let's go back to your room and discuss a treatment plan."