Lexie woke up the next morning, dreading the fact that she had to work. She knew it was inevitable. She would have to show her face at the hospital sooner or later, but personally she preferred much much later. She wondered what exactly she would be walking into. Would Mark be there the second she walked in to try to make her see his point of view? She hoped not. She hoped that she would not have to see him at all. It would be easier if she could somehow avoid being put on Plastics. Sighing with exasperation, Lexie slowly dragged herself downstairs. Alex and Meredith were in the kitchen where Lexie helped herself to a cup of coffee.

"How are you doing?" Meredith asked cautiously.

"Never been better. Really." Lexie replied sarcastically.

"What? Did she catch Sloan doin' a nurse or somethin'?" Alex chimed in.

Meredith elbowed Alex in the rib.

"Shut up, Alex." Meredith said, "You don't have to talk about it yet if you don't want to." she told Lexie.

"No it's fine." she replied. "Remember when Mark went to LA to get Addison's help with Sloane and her baby?"

"Yeah" Meredith said, being sure to listen to every detail.

"Well, Sloane and the baby weren't the only ones getting Addison's loving care. She and Mark slept together and he decided the best time to reveal this was last night." Lexie explained.

"Ouch" Alex quipped.

"Alex, enough. Just go, okay. You're not helping." Meredith said as she pushed him out the door.

"Fine. I have to get to work anyway. To do something more productive than listen to your damn chick flick drama." Alex said.

Meredith turned back to Lexie.

"I am so sorry. I know how much you cared about Mark. But maybe he did you a favor, you are better off without him" she said trying to comfort Lexie.

"Really?" Lexie replied, trying not to let her tears fall. "Right now it's taking everything I have just to keep breathing. It hurts, Mer."

"I know. But I also know you are strong and you will make it, okay?" Meredith told her.

"Okay." Lexie responded, nodding her head.

"Okay then, let's get ready for work. There's lots of people that need to be cut open." Meredith said with a smile.

Lexie walked through the doors of Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital with a horrible feeling in her gut. How was she going to handle this? How would she handle seeing him, talking to him, or even working with him? She was hoping that she could get through today without having to do any of the above. The last thing she needed right now was any kind of a run-in with Mark. She wasn't ready, willing, or able to handle that yet. She made her way to the locker room to put her stuff away and change into her scrubs. She then made her way into the hallway where she immediately saw Mark. She made her way in the opposite direction trying to find anyone but Mark that she could work with today. The gods must have heard her prayer because about two minutes later, Dr. Bailey appeared by her side.

"Grey, who are you with today?" Dr. Bailey asked, point-blank.

"Um…well…um…I could work with you. That is, if you'll have me." Lexie nervously replied.

"Alright. Let's go."

They made their way to Dr. Bailey's pre-op in room 2148.

"Grey, you're presenting." Dr. Bailey ordered.

"Oh…okay." Lexie looked at her notes. "Um…Chelsea Taylor, 29-year-old female admitted for severe abdominal pain. She has received 10 of Morphine and is scheduled for an appendectomy this afternoon. Pulse is 65, BP is 120/80."

"Okay, thank you." Dr. Bailey said. "Ms. Taylor, this is Dr. Grey and she will be scrubbing in with me on your surgery this afternoon. Dr. Grey, monitor her today. She is your responsibility so I don't want any mistakes. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Dr. Bailey." Lexie nodded.

"Good." Dr. Bailey said as she left the room.

Lexie let out a sigh of relief as she took Ms. Taylor's chart to the nurses' station. She was busily charting when she noticed Mark standing at the other side of the nurses' station. It took about three seconds for their eyes to lock. Lexie closed the chart, gave it to the nurse and made her way to the quickest escape, the elevator. However, Mark was right behind her. As soon as she turned around, she was trapped.

"Lex, please, just listen to me." Mark pleaded.

"To what? What is there left to say?" Lexie asked forcefully.

"I'm so sorry, Lexie. Please, just come home. I can't lose you." Mark begged.

"You should have thought of that before you crawled into bed with Addison. I mean, everything was fine, we were doing great, at least I thought we were. Was that all a lie?" Lexie continued, "I guess it was because if everything was good, there is no way you could have done what you did."

Mark's heart was breaking with every word.

"You didn't just screw up, Mark. You broke me. You disrespected me. I don't even know where to go from here. You can't just fix this with 'I'm sorry'." Lexie told him.

"I know that, and I'm willing to work on it." Mark said.

"Yeah, well, I'm not. Okay, I'm done." Lexie said as the elevator doors opened.

"Lex-" Mark tried.

"Don't." she said, cutting him off.

Lexie made her way into the nearest stairwell and slowly broke down. It killed her to say the things she said to him but in her mind, at the very least, he deserved a tiny bit of the pain he had caused her. Would they ever find their way past this? Could she really work it out with Mark? After all, she did still love him. Lexie didn't know and, at that particular point, she wasn't so sure she cared anymore.