Chapter 2

SCENE: SEATTLE GRACE HOSPITAL THE NEXT DAY

(Lexie runs into the pit where Cristina and the other interns are waiting.)

Cristina: Three you're late.

Lexie: Sorry, I overslept, my alarm didn't go off.

Cristina: You can give excuses all you want but this is your first strike. Now you'll be covering plastics again today.

Lexie: Pl–Plastics? With Dr. Sloan?

Cristina: Yes, unless there's another head of Plastic Surgery I don't know about.

Lexie: (Laughs awkwardly) No.

Cristina: Great, now everyone get to it. Go go go!

(The interns rush off.)

A FEW MINUTES LATER IN THE PIT

(Mark is doing paperwork when Lexie walks up to him.)

Lexie: Excuse me, Dr. Sloan, I'm on you. Oh god, I'm on your service again today, that's what I meant to say, not that I'm on you, or I would ever be on you. Oh boy, I'll be back once I'm done dying from shame.

(Mark grabs her arm as she starts to walk away.)

Mark: It's okay, relax. (Chuckling) We're working the ER, things are a little slow today.

Lexie: Okay.

A LITTLE WHILE LATER IN THE ER

(Lexie is performing a suture on a patient with a deep cut in his hand. Mark walks up behind her.)

Mark: How are things going

Lexie: Um fine, I'm just about done here. (She finishes) Okay Mr. Thompson you're done, now I want you to take it easy for the next couple of days and the nurse will give you some meds for the pain, take them every twelve hours and in a week or so you'll be as good as new.

Mr. Thompson: Thank you.

(Mr. Thompson walks away.)

Lexie: Okay, now what?

Mark: Nothing, there's no one else here.

Lexie: Okay, so what do you we in the meantime?

Mark: Well, (Smirks) We could—

Lexie: No, I know where you going and just—don't go there.

Mark: How do you know where I'm going with this?

Lexie: (Giving him a look.) Look me in the eye with a straight face and tell me you weren't just thinking about having sex in the on-call room.

(Mark is silent)

Lexie: That's what I thought.

(Lexie starts to walk away with Mark following her.)

Mark: C'mon, I was thinking you know, we said we would never let it happen again starting tomorrow, but when we said that it was after midnight so technically it's still today and tomorrow's tomorrow.

Lexie: Are you actually following me around the hospital begging me to have sex with you?

Mark: No, not begging, I never beg. I just think we had so much fun last night we should just continue to have fun.

Lexie: Look. (She turns around) Last night was fun, it was amazing, it was— You really live up to your reputation. But never the less, we agreed we shouldn't have done it because you're my attending and we barely knew each others first names and I'm young.

Mark: Are you calling me old?

Lexie: Oh no! I didn't mean it like that, believe me if last night was any indication you are far from old. But I am an intern, and you're an attending so there is a pretty good age gap between us.

Mark: So, haven't you ever heard age is nothing but a number? Plus it's not like you're 18 or anything, you're what 24?

Lexie: 23.

Mark: Right, so you're perfectly legal, and amazing, and as you've established I'm amazing so we should be amazing together.

(Lexie gives him a look.)

A LITTLE WHILE LATER IN THE ON-CALL ROOM

(Mark and Lexie are putting their clothes back on.)

Lexie: I can't believe we did that again.

Mark: Really? Because I can.

Lexie: God, what is wrong with me, I usually have better self control, I don't usually do anything like this. But one look into your hot and smoldering blue eyes and all of the sudden I'm in the on-call room trying to wipe off the glow of sex and trying to find my bra. Where the hell is my bra?

Mark: Oh, here it is. (He takes them off the top of the ladder and hands them to her.)

Lexie: Thank you. (She puts them into her pocket.) I just, if we continue to do this I need to be completely unattached. I know, you're Mark Sloan and you don't do relationships. My life is just so screwed up right now our deal should be that we lean on each other every time we have an itch that needs to be scratched. God, I can't believe I just said that.

Mark: So, you want to be friends with benefits?

Lexie: Well, we never really were friends so I would call it colleagues with benefits, but yeah.

Mark: You do realize you just said the words every man loves to hear right?

Lexie: Look, do we have a deal or not?

Mark: Yep.

Lexie: Good.

(Lexie walks out of the on-call room and Mark just sits there.)

Mark: Good god what did I just get myself into.

A/N: Okay there you go. Chapter 2. Don't worry this story will get more romantic soon. I'm not going to drag this out. Let me know what you think.