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"What's the emergency?"
"Oh, uh, I need a favor.
A nurse hates me."
"Mark," Lexie whispered, walking into his hospital room. "Mark."
He opened his tired eyes and just looked at her with all the love and confusion in the world.
"Lexie-
"Don't talk," she gasped out through tears. "Mark please. Just don't say anything."
"You're a resident.
I'm sure all the nurses
hate you."
"I really loved you. I mean really Mark. But we didn't work. I mean... that's what I thought. But it turns out, I couldn't live without you. And now I can't die without you. But I'm going to have to learn. And so that's what I am here to say. You need to move on Mark Sloane. You need to live without me."
"Yes well,
they love you."
"I think you love me."
"I can't," Mark whispered, his eyes tired, free of anything that resembled happiness.
"You have to!" Lexie hissed through tears that ran down her cheeks. "You have a daughter! And friends! And a life beyond me Mark Sloane. So pull it together and love me, but let me go."
"Fine. Okay. Whatever.
Can you please just talk to him?
Smooth things over
Mark stared at Lexie for a long time, watching her fast-paced breathing, her chest rising and falling.
"You look so real," Mark whispered.
"I am real," Lexie responded. "I'm just not alive anymore."
so when I go
to take my patient
back to radiology
to get his drain put back in,
he doesn't make a scene?"
"Can I possibly hold onto you for one more night?" Mark asked. "Just one more?"
His lip was quivering. He was trying to hard to keep it together.
"Of course," Lexie sighed.
Mark moved over in the bed, making room for Lexie.
"You can't feel me," Lexie reminded him.
"I'll pretend," Mark responded and fixed his eyes on her face, determined.
"Fine. I'll talk to him.
But you gotta meet
me at Joe's tonight
for a drink."
"Okay," Lexie gave in, and climbed into bed next to Mark.
She lay flat on her back, her eyes shut. Mark was facing her, watching her.
"What did you do today?" he asked, though his voice was dark.
"I went up to the roof with an old patient of mine who died. She was just a kid. Her name was Milly. And we stood on the roof and just watched the people going by forever. She eventually went on to visit her family. And I realized that I needed to come see you. How about you? WHat did you do all day?""
"You are unbelievable."
"That's why you love me,
'cause I'm unbelievable."
"Slept," Mark answered, short and sweet.
Lexie opened her eyes and looked at Mark. A sleepy smile played on his face. His eyes were shut now.
"What's it like? Being dead?" Mark questioned.
"You and I... we don't work.
Okay? W-we've been through this."
"One drink!"
"Kind of like being alive, only you are like a thousand times more graceful. And until everybody lets you go, you are stuck here on earth, which isn't such a bad thing at first. You can relive any memory as if you are aactually there, almost like the first time. And you get to see certain people you knew who died."
"Did you relive any memories?" Mark asked. "If so, which one?"
"Yes," Lexie said sheepishly. "And it was my rediculous 'teach me' memory. And so many times."
Mark chuckled. "That memory isn't rediculous. It's one of my favorites. And not just the sex part. It's the first time I really got to know you."
"Fine. One drink.
O-okay, there he is!"
"We talked for hours," Lexie agreed. "And you said it wouldn't happen again. But it did."
"Yes. Many more times. So many that not all of my body could keep up with me."
"Some very important things became broken," Lexie giggled.
Mark laughed and rolled over, opening his eyes and sighing deeply, his smile fading from his face.
Lexie held her palm up and Mark did the same. They slowly moved them towards each other, holding them so close together, that they just nearly touched, but they didn't. And then they touched. Lexie's hand began to go through Mark's, so they just held them where they were, just like that.
"It's not the same," Mark sighed. "But having you this close to me, it's like I can feel you again. It's like I can smell your strawberry scented shampoo."
Lexie smiled and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"There is a brand new bottle in the bathroom at Meredith's house. It's all yours."
Makr inhaled deeply annd then slowly let it out, looking over at Lexie.
"How the hell am I going to live without you?"
"Eli?"
"E-eh!"
"Two drinks."
"You'll manage," Lexie said. "You'll fall in love again."
"I will never fall in love agian Lexie."
"Just be there for your daughter then. Look how screwed up Meredith turned out without a dad. Stay here Mark. Be a good dad. Be the best dad."
"Fine."
"Fine. Stay here."
...
"Eh, I did what I could.
"I'll try," Mark sighed. "It's just... seeing you crushed under that plane... I will never be able to get that image out of my mind.
"Well then take a picture of me here. Just like this. Looking just fine Mark. I'm right here."
"I know Lex."
"Do me a favor."
"Anything."
"Tell Meredith that I loved her, and that she was a good sister. A really good sister. And tell my dad that, even though he messed up a few times, he was still amazing, and that I loved him so much. And tell everybody else that might ask that I said goodbye. Okay?"
"Of course," Mark said, and hise yes met Lexie.
"Tell them I said it while I was under the plane."
Mark shut his eyes. "I will Lex."
"And Mark, I have somethign I need to tell you now."
Mark opened his eyes and looked up at Lexie. Big, blue, Mark eyes.
"I love you like crazy. So much that it hurts. So much that in heaven, or in a nother life, or whatever the hell comes next, we will be together again. I promise. This isn't it for us Mark Sloane. We were meant to be together. We were always meant to be together. And I love you Mark."
"I love you too Lexie Grey. I always have and I always will until the day I die, until after I die."
What time do you get off?"
"What? That's it?
You didn't do anything!"
"I'll let you move on now," Mark said. "Enjoy the after life. Tell O'Malley I say hi."
Lexie laughed softly and for a moment, it felt as if their hands actually touched.
"I love you," Lexie whispered, and shut her eyes.
"I lov eyou too," Mark said, and when he looked at her, he saw right thorugh her.
He couldn't see her anymore.
He had let her go.
Tears began to course down Lexie's cheeks so fast that she couldn't control them and she curled up in a ball next to Mark as he fell into a deep, dug induced sleep.
"I-I-I'll see you in the n-next l-life," Lexie got out, wondering why she was still there if Mark had let her go.
"See you at nine."
A/N: So about one or two chapters left. I wanted this story to be short and sweet, a way to say goodbye to good old Lexie. Review for a fast update
