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As I started to plan this story out I realized it'll probably contain a huge amount of Calzona since Sofia doesn't exist. I'll try to focus on Slexie, but it might be ¼ Calzona.

I rewatch the episodes to write these and it was honestly painful to write this one. It was the beginning of the end of Slexie.

I don't own anything

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-Don't Decieve Me (Please Don't Go)-

The next morning, Mark went over to Derek and Meredith's house at the crack of dawn.

He had wanted to go earlier, but he knew Lexie would want some alone time to think. He had called Derek, who made sure she was okay, and decided to come over in the morning.

He quietly opened the front door, trying to not make too much noise.

He walked up to the attic, knocking on Lexie's door.

"Hey," He said softly opening the door.

Lexie sat up in bed. She was reading a book. Mark could tell she hadn't gotten much sleep.

"You ready to talk?" He asked as he slowly walked over.

Lexie nodded and put her book away. She crawled to the end of the bed and sat so she was facing Mark.

"I really want to be happy about this, I know you are. I just… I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready for a baby." She said softly.

"Lex, I understand. You're young, you're a resident. I know that you feel like you aren't ready, but this is our baby. I love you so much and I know that a year from now, you'll wonder why you were scared in the first place." He said with a smile, wiping away a tear from her face.

"I hope so. I really want to make this work." She said with a smile.

"So we're having a baby?" He asked her tentatively, placing a hand on her stomach.

"We're having a baby." She confirmed with a tearful smile.

Mark looked at Lexie. He desperately wanted to ask her to marry him, something he had known he had wanted to ask her for years, but he knew she wasn't ready and he didn't want her to think it was because of the baby.

…

Callie and Arizona lay in Callie's bed before work. They had discussed taking things slow, but they had quickly discovered that they were both in it for the long haul.

"Can I take a shower?" Arizona asked Callie after Callie's alarm clock ruined their peaceful mood.

Callie nodded as her phone began to ring.

Arizona shut the door and turned on the shower.

"Hello?" Callie answered.

"Yes, I'm Calliope Torres." She responded to the person on the phone.

After several minutes of listening to the person on the other line, Callie spoke again. "Thank you. Yes, I'll get back to you by the end of the day." She hung up the phone. She slowly put her phone on the bed.

She heard the shower turn off and Arizona walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her.

"Who was that?" She asked Callie as she began to find her clothes.

"I… A while ago I gave my information to an adoption agency just to see what would happen. They called and said they have a foster child they'd like to place with me. They said I have until three this afternoon to give them an anwer." She blurted.

"Wow," Arizona said, freeing in her tracks, half dressed.

"I… I don't have to do it. We're not in that place yet." Callie said softly. Arizona could tell Callie really wanted to do it.

"Did they tell you about the kid?" Arizona asked curiously.

"Yeah. Her name's Jessica and she's eight years old." Callie explained.

"Well, we have all day to think about it," Arizona said. She pulled on her top, then kissed Callie and walked out to the kitchen.

…..

Later that morning Lexie was performing a surgery with the chief. She was naming what she saw, she could identify these things in her sleep. She tried to speak evenly and calmly, but it made her feel slightly nauseous.

She looked away from the screen as April tried to explain Twitter to the Chief.

She had a feeling it was going to be a long morning.

…

Several hours after Lexie had left Meredith's for her surgery, Mark walked through the doors with Callie. She had called him to tell him about the call from the adoption agency. He had confided in her about Lexie's pregnancy.

"So what'd Arizona say?" Mark asked curiously.

"She said we'd have all day to think about it, but I really wanna do it. I'm just worried this could be a deal breaker and I can't lose her again." Callie explained.

Mark began to speak as his pager went off.

"Crap, I gotta go." He told Callie before running off, still in his street clothes.

…

"What are you doing? How are you doing today?" Arizona quickly asked Teddy.

Teddy began to talk, but it just sounded like white noise to Arizona.

She pulled Teddy away.

"Callie got a call about a foster kid. And I wanna have a kid with Callie, I'm just worried it's too soon."

"You won't know unless you try," Teddy told her with a grin before walking off.

…

"What happened?" Mark asked as he walked into one of the OB/Gyn rooms.

"I might be miscarrying." Lexie said panicked.

"You're not miscarrying," Lucy told her.

"1 in 4 pregnancies ends in miscarriages. That's almost one million every year…" Lexie began to rant nervously.

"You're not," Lucy assured her.

"Then it's eptopic," she said. Mark gently rubbed her shoulder.

"It's not," Lucy assured them.

"What about a molar pregnancy?" Mark asked. Lexie was beginning to scare him.

"Two doctors…" Lucy said.

"Who the hell are you and what are your credentials?" Mark asked protectively as she scooted towards Lexie.

"Lucy Fields, Harvard MS, Duke Ob/Gyn resident, and now maternal fetal medicine fellow at Seattle Grace Mercy West. Damn good at my job. Who the hell are you?" She asked Mark.

"Lexie's boyfriend," Mark said as if it should have been obvious.

"Okay… So," Lucy said, turning a monitor so they could see it. "There's your baby. There's the yolk sac, looks good." She said pointing.

"You're good." She said smiling at Lexie.

"But I'm bleeding!"

"It's not uncommon," Lucy reassured her.

"It happens in 30% of all pregnancies." Lexie recalled, taking the words out of the doctor's mouth. She relaxed a little

Lucy looked at her curiously.

"Photographic memory," She explained. "Wait!" She exclaimed, suddenly worried again. "I don't see a heartbeat, where's the heartbeat?" Mark squeezed Lexie's shoulder. He was beginning to get the feeling that this was all in her head. It didn't surprise him that as soon as Lexie wanted the baby, she thought something was wrong.

"Well, it's probably too early for that." Lucy told her. "I'll do blood work, but I'm pretty sure everything's okay. Just take it easy for the next few days. Drink a lot of water, no tampons, no intercourse." She looked sternly at Mark when she said "no intercourse."

"Call me if the bleeding gets worse or if there's pain. Otherwize, go live your life. Both of you." She said getting up to leave. "While you still can." She said before leaving.

Mark and Lexie both shot each other confused looks.

…

About ten minutes later, Lexie was back in the O.R. reading off Dr. Bailey's tweets.

"Mayo says good luck. Cleaveland Clinic sends you a whole bunch of smiley faces. And there's a resident from Sydney, Australia joining us for the first time. Yay, Sydney."

"Turn it off, Grey. Chief's orders." Bailey said.

"But this is his third operation. Everyone wants to know how it comes out." April said.

"Until I get the okay from the chief, we aren't even going to tweet the time of day." Bailey said. The phone continued to make noise.

"It's not like the Chief even reads it, it's not like he'll know." Lexie couldn't help notice how much April sounded like a young child trying to get her way. God, she was thinking like a mom.

"Drop it!" Bailey scolded her.

Lexie spoke up. "I understand, he's the boss and I'm sure that he's got his reasons, but you've also got 3,000 residents out there who have been by your side this whole time, through a couple of difficult, time-consuming, life-threatening operations and now to tell them forget it, just like that, it's like turning off the TV when Clarisse is knocking on the door of the house, it's silencing the lambs and the lambs wanna scream, Dr. Bailey. The lambs wanna scream." Lexie ranted.

"The man would never know," Dr. Bailey agreed.

Lexie felt butterflies in her stomach, as if her baby was trying to tell her good job

…

Mark walked into Derek's office.

"Wanna know what's really fun and not at all depressing?" Derek asked him. "Alzheimer's research." He said sitting back in his chair.

"Lexie's having my baby," Mark said.

"What?" Derek asked. These two had just gotten back together. How could they be having a baby when he and Meredith couldn't?

"Best news of my life," Mark said with a smile.

"How can Meredith and I try for months and nothing happens and you look at someone and a baby appears?" Derek asked.

"Sloan's are unusually fertile," Mark said proudly.

"And on that note," Derek said, walking out of the room.

Mark's pager beeped. As soon as he read it he took off running.

….

"You okay?" He asked walking in. "I thought you were in surgery?"

"She is okay and missing surgery for no reason." Lucy said with a smug look on her face.

"I think something is wrong and not listening to me would be like silencing the lambs. You just can't do it,"

Mark raised an eyebrow.

"Bailey thinks I'm making sure the chief doesn't find out about our surgery." Lexie said softly.

"But she's okay?" Mark asked.

"Yep," Lucy said. "She didn't page you, I did. Lexie came back to the exam room saying something must be wrong with her."

"What if it is a molar pregnancy? Or a fetal demise?" Lexie asked.

"She won't go back to her surgery until we rule out.. everything." Lucy said begrudgingly.

"I'm still bleeding! I don't wanna take any chances! Besides, I was just tweeting, scrub nurses can do that! I'm not taking any chances with this baby."

"Run a culture," Mark instructed Lucy.

She looked at him like he was insane.

"Just in case, can't hurt, right?"

Lexie glared at her.

"Sure," She said.

Mark grinned at her.

Lexie rolled her eyes.

…..

Mark breathed deeply. Luckily he had no surgery today, but Lexie had given him barely enough time to visit him patients.

He groaned when his pager beeped again. He looked at it and sprinted back to Lexie's room.

….

"911 means you're dying! Somebody has to be dying!" He yelled at her.

"What if the baby was dying?" Lexie asked him tearfully.

"There's nothing wrong with the baby or you! You can't page me in a panic every time you have a feeling!"

"Don't yell at me!" Lexie yelled back tearfully. "I am a hormone casserole." She said beginning to cry. "My body is not my own and something feels wrong."

Mark looked down at her. "Is it muscular?" He asked her softly.

"No, it's just a feeling in my gut." Lexie said tearfully. He opened his mouth. "My metaphorical gut!" Lexie snapped at him. She began to sob. "I am missing an awesome surgery, do you honestly not believe me?" She asked him sobbing.

Lucy handed her a box of tissues.

"I know I said I'm ready for this, but what if I'm not. What if I screw up our kid? I'm just…. This is so much. I think I am beginning to want this baby, which is why I think something's wrong. Every time something starts to go well for me it gets screwed up."

"Lex, we'll get through this together. I love you and you are going to be a great mom. Nothing is going to happen to this baby." He said, gently kissing her forehead. He held her close as she sobbed in his arms.

"I think I might be able to find the heartbeat. I usually can't find it until the eighth week, but you're almost there." Lucy said softly.

Lexie nodded eagerly, wiping away her tears.

After a couple minutes, Lucy found the heartbeat.

The sound filled the room.

"That's our baby," Lexie said tearfully looking up at Mark.

"We're parents." Mark said with a wide grin. He kissed her deeply and then hugged her.

"Oh, God! The Chief!" Lexie yelled.

"Take it easy!" Mark yelled after her, shaking his head. Lucy handed him a copy of Lexie's scans. He walked off to change to go home.

….

Lexie ran back in.

"Where the hell have you been, Grey?" Dr. Bailey asked her.

"Sorry, it took longer than I expected. The coast is clear." She said with a grin.

Lexie began to take over the tweets again.

Ten minutes after she got back, the Chief stormed into the O.R.

"Dr. Bailey!"

Lexie froze in her tracks, smiling at Bailey.

The patient began to hemmorage.

Lexie discreetly asked for help on Twitter.

The phone binged and they both told her to put it away.

"It's Walter Reed, they suggest and eyelet cell auto-transplant." She said curiously.

The chief dismissed it, saying you don't do it with trauma patients.

Lexie curiously asked what it was. She had been conjuring things that were wrong with her all day, she had to be able to think of a solution.

The two doctors began to discuss it as Lexie continued to get help on Twitter. North Western had the equipment they needed.

She happily exclaimed that a closer hospital had it.

Dr. Bailey began to formulate a plan.

"Tell them," She told Lexie.

Lexie smiled and did as she was told.

….

A little while later they were waiting for Dr. Bailey to get back. Lexie began to shift back and forth on her feet.

She nervously read a new tweet, "Um, a resident at Hopkins wants to know why they don't normally do eyelet cell auto-transplantation in a trauma patient."

April looked at her like she was insane, but Lexie felt invincible. So what if the Chief got mad at her? She was having a baby with Mark Sloan and no one could take that away from her.

The Chief slowly began to explain.

She nervously read the next question. The Chief began to answer.

He began to warm up to the Tweets as one of his old residents sent a question.

He began to excitedly tell stories.

Lexie and April began to laugh at him.

….

That night, Mark was waiting for Lexie to head home.

She walked into the residents' lounge with a grin on her face.

"Good day?" He asked with a laugh.

"Yes, of course." She said. She quickly changed.

"Wanna see something awesome?" Mark asked her.

"Sure," She replied. She pulled her shirt over her head and walked over to him.

He showed her the pictures from her visit.

"Our blob is beautiful," Lexie said with a laugh.

"We can't tell anyone yet, not until the second trimester. I don't want to jinx things." She said, putting the pictures in her purse.

Mark looked at her guiltily.

"Let me guess…. Callie and Derek?" She asked him with a smug grin.

"Callie confided in me about something else. I couldn't not tell her."

"And Derek?" She asked.

"I kind of just blurted it out…" Mark said.

"Let's go home before Meredith comes to kill me." Lexie said with a laugh.

…

Callie opened her apartment to find Arizona standing in front of her.

"I'm doing it." Callie said quickly. "I pick Jessica up tomorrow after work."

"I'm in." Arizona said with a small smile.

Callie grinned at her and pulled her into the apartment, ready to enjoy their last night together without a kid in the house.

…

Lexie flopped down onto Mark's couch.

"Your kid is exhausting," She said with a grimace.

"My kid?" He asked her with a laugh.

"It's my kid when it's good, your kid when it's bad. That's the way it works." She said with a small smile.

"It does, huh?" He asked her.

Lexie nodded.

Mark laughed at her and began to rub her feet.

"Can you give me a back rub?" She asked him softly.

"I think I'll go make dinner." Mark said getting up.

"You are unbelievable," Lexie said with a laugh, pulling him down for a kiss.

"That's why you love me, cause I'm unbelievebale." He said with a smile and giving Lexie a quick kiss, before walking off to the kitchen.