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Chapter 1: Pregnant and I Don't Know

"Please don't be positive," Lexie kept saying to herself. She didn't need this right now. I mean she really didn't need this right now. Of all the things she needed right now, this was definitely not one of them. She was in no position to deal with this.

She had just broken up with Mark. Apparently, he had gotten Callie pregnant. I mean yeah they were broken up and yeah she had slept with Alex, but he hadn't gotten her pregnant. At least, she hoped he didn't.

She hadn't been feeling well for the past few weeks. She was nauseas and kept throwing up every couple hours. At first she thought it was the flu, but it wouldn't go away. Then she realized that her period was late. She thought it stress, but didn't want to take any chances. So she decided to take the day off and, after everyone had left, take a pregnancy test. That is how she ended up in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, staring at the test on the sink. She took a deep breath and picked it up.

"Dear God…" She was pregnant.

"Lexie's back," Alex said while handing her a chart. "Nothing contagious right?"

"Nope," she replied. "Just an upset stomach." She didn't want to tell anyone. She didn't want them to know. Not yet anyways.

"In that case, you can help me. I've got a surgery to scrub in on in an hour."

"What kind?"

"Car accident victim. Shepard's taking care of the aneurism while Chief and Bailey work on the liver and kidneys. So what do you say? I help them while you help Shepard?"

"Sure, I'll be there." Alex nodded before leaving. Lexie sighed and looked at her watch. She had plenty of time to take a nap, so she found an empty on call room and almost instantly fell asleep.

She woke up later with a headache. She stretched and looked at her watch. Her eye widened and ran out the room. Her surgery started in five minutes. She quickly changed and ran into the scrub room, and right into Jackson.

"I'm so sorry," she said. "I was in a hurry and wasn't paying any attention to where I was going. I'm probably in the wrong OR."

"It's fine, and you're in the right place."

"Car accident victim?"

"Yep." She relaxed and started scrubbing. "Are you helping Bailey and Chief?"

"I'm here to inspect for Sloan."

"Oh…" She looked away before going into the OR.

Halfway through the surgery, both Callie and Mark came in. Lexie stiffened and looked away.

"Thought I'd see if there were any broken bones," Callie said.

"A broken arm and fractured wrist," said Bailey.

"Sloan," Webber started. "There are some burns on the side of her face and some cuts on the other." Mark glanced at Lexie, who was trying her hardest to concentrate on the aneurism, before getting to work.

"I'm almost finished here," Derek announced ten minutes later. "Dr. Grey, will you go make sure my next patient is prepped?" Lexie nodded and all but ran out the OR. When she was gone he looked up at Mark. "How's the baby?" Mark glanced up at him.

"The baby's fine," Callie answered, not paying attention to the two. Webber and Bailey glanced at each other knowingly.

"Good."

"How's Meredith?" Mark asked.

"She's fine."

"Good."

After making sure the patient was prepped, Lexie make her way to the stairwell and cried. All she wanted to do was crawl up in a ball and disappear. All she wanted to do leave and never come back. All she wanted to do was go to Joe's and have a drink. All she wanted was to not be pregnant.

"Lexie!" Jackson called as he walked through the door. He knew everyone else was working the night shift and wanted to talk to her alone. He felt bad for her. He knew that Mark didn't plan on getting Callie pregnant, but he also knew that Mark never thought of Lexie when he made these kinds of decisions. Derek had told him that he hadn't told Mark to stay away from Lexie just because Meredith had asked him to, but also to protect Lexie. Mark and Lexie were in two completely different places in their lives and had different wants and needs.

Jackson went upstairs and found Lexie lying on the bathroom. She didn't look at him when he came in, or when he laid down next to her and looked at her. She just stared straight ahead, not looking at Jackson but more so in his direction.

"You wanna talk cuz we can talk. I know I'm not Meredith or Alex, but we can talk." She didn't answer. "I know you're upset about Callie and the baby but-"

"I'm pregnant…" She whispered. He frowned and sat up.

"What?"

"I'm pregnant…"

"Does Sloan know?"

"No."

"Are you gonna tell him?"

"No."

"Lexie, he's the father."

"I don't know."

"You don't know what?"

"I don't know if he's the father."