I forgot to put this in the last chapter. Thanks to AiLing and annamason23 for the great reviews on chapter 4. And thanks to AiLing for the great review on chapter five.

I have also decided to stop putting lyrics in the chapters so if you want to know about the song or the lyrics or something, just leave a review or message me.

The song is Tears of an Angel. Kinda from Mark's POV and how he watches Lexie fall apart after she deals with a tragedy.

About two months after the last chapter.

I don't own anything.

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"And so then Bailey handed me the scalpel and I did the whole kidney transplant." Izzie said before eating a large forkful of salad. She had come back about three weeks ago. She and Alex had gotten remarried ten days after she came back. She and Lexie had become best friends since she had come back. Meredith claimed she always knew that they would since they were both bright and shiny.

"And I'm guessing you didn't kill the guy." Lexie finished. They were currently sitting with Christina, Alex, and Meredith.

"Would she have told us if she killed the guy?" Christina said.

"Oh, come on. That's not fair." Alex said. It was his second day back at work since the shooting and he was enjoying everything minute of it.

"The last time she was on a kidney transplant she killed the woman." Christina pointed out.

Izzie opened her mouth to retort before she was interrupted by Derek coming over.

"Little Grey, your dad's in the pit." He said.

"What? Is he okay?" She asked standing up.

"He's in critical condition. He was in a car crash." Derek said waiting for her to move.

"Was he… Was he drunk?" She asked softly blinking away the tears that had begun to form.

"No." Derek replied looking at her.

"Come on, Lex." Izzie said standing up and holding out a hand. Meredith also stood up and did the same.

Lexie clutched their hands and they began to follow Derek to the pit.

When they got there she saw a trauma room full of doctors rushing around to keep her father alive.

"Daddy." She whispered as her eyes began to fill with tears. Izzie and Meredith tried to comfort, but in that moment she didn't need her best friend or her sister. She needed Mark.

She let go of their hands and walked into the trauma room.

"Grey. You really should leave." Owen said looking up.

"She can stay. She won't be in the way." Bailey replied glancing at the younger Grey as Lexie began to walk towards her father's head.

"Hi, sweetie." Her father said smiling weakly at her.

"You're going to fine." She said placing a hand on his cheek. "You're going to fine. Do you hear me Daddy? You aren't going to die on me. You CAN'T die on me because I love you so, so much."

"Dr. Grey, we need to get your father into surgery, now. Stevens, scrub in." Owen said glancing up.

"Okay." She said softly before leaning down to kiss her father's cheek. "See you soon." She said softly smiling down at him.

After they took her father out, she stood in the trauma room alone staring at the puddle of her father's blood on the floor.

"Lexie." Meredith said softly from where she and Derek were standing in the doorway.

"I need to call Molly." She said numbly taking out her cell phone.

"I know. Come on. Let's go sit down." Meredith said leading her sister towards the waiting room.

….

Mark Sloan had just finished his surgery. He was scrubbing out when he saw who came into the OR.

"Mr. Grey?" He said upon seeing Lexie's father lying on a gurney. He quickly grabbed a scrub mask and went in.

"Mark." Thatcher Grey said as he was quickly prepped for surgery. "I might die. I know that. Promise me that you'll take care of Lexie."

"Mr. Grey…" Mark said softly.

"Just promise. Molly, she's… She's tough. She'll be okay. And Meredith… Meredith probably won't even cry." He said chuckling. "But Lexie… If I die it will break her. She'll shut down. So, promise me." He said.

"I promise." Mark said watching Thatcher Grey smile before the anesthesiologist put the mask over his face.

….

"Lex…" He said walking towards her in the waiting room. She was sitting silently in a chair staring into space with silent tears falling down her cheek.

He sat down next to her and gently rubbed her back. "Hunt and Bailey and Stevens are going to do everything they can to save your father." He said.

She looked up at him covered in tears. "What if that's not enough?" She whispered.

Before Mark could reply Meredith came over. "Molly just called. She just got on a flight. She should be here in a couple of hours."

"Okay." Lexie said softly as Meredith said she would be right back before walking away again.

She leaned her head against Mark's shoulder and could feel his hands gently stroking her hair. She could feel her eye lids get very heavy. She was suddenly very tired and within minutes sleep overtook her body.

…

"Hey, Lexie. Wake up." She heard Mark's soft voice in her ear.

Lexie opened her eyes and looked up to see Molly standing in front of her with Laura in her arms.

"Hey." She said looking at her younger sister.

"Lex, is Dad gonna die?" Molly asked shifting Laura on her hip.

"I don't know, Mol." She said softly.

Molly sat down next to Lexie with Laura in her lap.

The three adults sat in silence. The only sound was Laura playing with her stuffed animal and happily talking to herself

…..

About an hour later Hunt, Bailey, and Izzie walked out. By now Meredith and Derek had joined Mark, Lexie, Molly, and Laura.

Lexie frantically searched their faces. Hunt and Bailey had straight faces, but she could read Izzie and saw the look on her face. She tried to convince herself that she was just imagining it.

"Your father's heart stopped during surgery. We were able to bring it back, but his brain wasn't getting oxygen…" Owen began to say.

Lexie looked around. She couldn't breathe. It felt like her chest and throat were closing up. It felt as though the room was closing in around her. She could feel Mark trying to comfort her.

"I don't understand. What does that mean?" Molly asked confused.

"He's brain dead." Meredith said softly.

"Would you like to see him?" Izzie asked slowly stepping forward.

Lexie and Molly just wordlessly nodded and slowly stood up.

…

Several hours later they had come to the decision to unplug him.

They all sat in Thatcher Grey's hospital room. Molly clutched her father's hand as Laura had her head resting on his arm. Lexie was sitting beside her father's head with a hand on his cheek and Mark was standing behind her with her other hand in his.

Meredith was about to unplug him when she stopped. "I can't do it. I mean he wasn't my dad; he was just the guy who poured my cereal in the morning. Someone else should do it."

"He'd want you to do it." Lexie said looking up at her. "You saved his life. He'd want you to be the one to end it."

"Okay." Meredith said softly. Derek wrapped his arms around her waist as she shakily raised a hand and did it.

Within seconds a high pitched beeping filled the room. Mark reached up and turned off the monitor.

Molly began to sob, but Lexie just sat there silent, not crying, not anything, just sitting and staring at her dead father. Mark placed his hands on her shoulders. This is exactly what Thatcher warned him would happen.

Meredith whispered, "He's dead." And then did something no one expected. She began to cry.

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A week later Mark opened the door to Meredith's house. He sat Lexie down on the couch. She was wearing his sweatpants and his oversized sweatshirt. She looked like a ghost.

"I'll be right back, okay?" Mark asked kissing her forehead. He knew he couldn't get an answer. He walked into Meredith's kitchen where Derek, Meredith, Alex, and Izzie were currently eating breakfast.

"How is she?" Izzie asked looking up at Mark.

"Same." He said sitting down.

"It'll get better." Derek said looking at his friend and handing him a mug of coffee.

"She hasn't slept in a week, she hasn't talked in a week, she hasn't done anything in a week. I have to feed her, bathe her, brush her teeth, her hair, help her use the damn toilet. She hasn't even cried, not even at the funeral. I'm so scared. She's fading, she's pushing me away. She's shutting down." He said worriedly.

"It's just grief, she'll get past it." Izzie said leaning against the counter.

"When Denny died you baked. You DID something. She doesn't do anything. This isn't grief! This is the love of my life turning into a damn ghost!" He yelled throwing the coffee cup to the ground.

"Mark, just relax. After my dad died I locked myself in my room for a week and lived off of potato chips. Everyone has their own ways of dealing with grief. You need to be there to help her grieve." Derek said.

"I am! I'm there every damn second! She wants me to give up on her! I can see it in her eyes, but I can't! I won't! But she can't live like this! She deserves better than this!"

"Mark, just give her some time. After my dad died-" He started before Mark interrupted him.

"Don't you get it, Derek? This is different! Both of her parents are dead!"

"Both of Mer's parents are dead." Alex pointed out.

"This is different." Meredith and Izzie said at the same time.

While this was happening Christina walked into Meredith's house.

"Mer!" She called out. Meredith didn't reply and she could hear Mark shouting. She looked to the couch to see Lexie sitting.

"Lexipedia." Christina said coming to sit next to her. "There's a club. A dead dads club and you aren't in it, until you're in it. I'm really sorry you're in it." When Lexie didn't reply she continued. "I joined the club when I was nine. Car crash. He died while we were waiting for the ambulance. Derek joined the club when he was twelve. George is… was in the club. I know that you're also in a different club. I don't know what it's like, no one we know really does, but you can't just shut down. This can't be the end of your story. Your dad wouldn't what that. Your mom wouldn't want that. They'd want you to be happy, live your life." She said looking at her. After Lexie didn't reply she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Seconds later, Derek walked towards her. "Come on, Little Grey." He said grabbing her hand and leading her out to his car.

…..

About ten minutes later they pulled up at his land. He helped her out of his car. He linked her arm in his and began to walk with her.

"You already know about my dad and you're probably sick of all this when my dad died stuff. I know that this is different. I can't imagine how you're feeling. Both of your parents are dead. You're technically an orphan. And I know that must be hard and devastating, but you have to open up, you have to feel or you'll end up dead too. And you don't want that, your parents don't want that, no one wants that. You have to face all that pain head on or you'll lose yourself. And if that happens it will break Meredith and Mark and I can't let that happen. You need to let us in. You have to talk to Izzie or Meredith or Mark. Especially Mark. It took him a long time to find someone and he only has one someone, you. Don't push him away. Let him in. Cry on his shoulder. Yell in frustration in front of him. Talk to him. Let him comfort you, hold you. Because what you have, it's rare. You only get it once in a lifetime. Don't throw it all away." He said. After this he brought her to the trailer and told her about the plans for the land.

A little while later a car pulled up. Mark slowly got out. Lexie got up and ran towards him.

"I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I just… They're dead. Gone." She said as he pulled her into a tight hug and she finally began to cry.