"Morning, Mark."

Mark grabbed a packet of chips from the vending machine, and turned around to look at Callie. "Morning. What are you doing here so early?"

"I was paged," she said. "But before I left I went over to your apartment because I knew you'd be leaving around the same time."

"I left early." Mark said.

"And you also decided to wear the same clothes as yesterday?" Callie asked sceptically. "What happened to, y'know, trying not to sleep with her on the first date?"

"I did try," Mark insisted. "I just wasn't very successful." He smirked at his friend.

"Of course you did," she rolled her eyes. "So, I'm gonna guess that the date went well?"

"Really well, actually. It was amazing." He looked down at his watch. "And I will tell you about it later, because I have surgery."

After coming out of surgery, Mark over to the OR board, and saw Lexie standing there. "Morning," he smiled at her.

"Oh, you're friendly today." She said, wondering if he was just going to walk away again.

"Lexie, can we talk?" He asked.

"So now you want to talk?" Lexie said unsmiling. She could've been a little nicer to him, but she didn't know what gave him the right to act the way that he had in the past week.

"Listen, I shouldn't have acted like that yesterday. It was unfair. Can we please just talk?" He asked.

"Fine," she agreed. "My surgery's been pushed anyway." She said. "Talk away."

"I'm sorry about yesterday." He said. "I won't act like that at work again, I'm going to be professional and friendly."

"And away from work?" She asked. Him being friendly at work was a start at least, because it would make her life a whole lot easier. But that didn't mean that she wanted things to be hard away from the hospital, it would be easier on them both if he didn't feel like he had to avoid her all the time. Derek was his best friend, after all.

"We can't be friends. I'm not going to avoid you anymore, and I'm going to be as civil as I can, but I can't be your friend. Not right now, at least. I guess I haven't moved on quite as much as you have." He said.

"Oh, okay. I understand." She said. He had finally given her an explanation, he was going to be friendly at work, and he wasn't going to avoid her anymore. That was what she had wanted, wasn't it? Then why did she still feel weird about it? Maybe it was just because of the last thing that he had said.

I guess I haven't moved on quite as much as you have.

It just made her feel uneasy. She wanted him to be able to be happy with someone else like she was.


"Today was a good day," yawned Lexie, getting ready to go home. "Back-to-back surgeries, going home to an amazing boyfriend, and Mark isn't acting like an ass anymore. He even seemed like he was in a pretty good mood."

"Yeah, well having a girlfriend will probably do that." Jackson said.

"What?" She asked, looking at him.

"It was something we heard when we were at the nurses station," Alex said shrugging.

"Oh," Lexie said as casually as she could. "That's… good for him." It was good, wasn't it? It was what she wanted, for Mark to move on like she had so that things could be normal between them. So that he could be happy? But if that was true, then why did it feel like she couldn't breathe? "I have to… I'll be back soon." She said to Meredith, using all of her strength to not sprint out of the room.

She just had to get out of that room because she really felt like she couldn't breathe, and the last thing she wanted was for Meredith to see that after what Jackson and Alex said. She loved Meredith, but her seeing her freak out at that was bound to make her ask questions. Not that Lexie was freaking out. She wasn't. That was just what Meredith would think.

So Meredith would ask Lexie questions she didn't want to answer, that she probably didn't even know the answer to. Like why it even mattered. It didn't. And even if it did, it was just something that they had heard. It was just nurses gossiping, which they did so often that at least half of it wasn't even true. It was just a rumour. But that thought didn't really lessen how she was feeling right now.

Lexie was in such a hurry to get away, she didn't know where exactly, but she just had to get away. She was walking so quickly, more immersed in her own thoughts, that she ran straight into Mark.

"Sorry." She said as they both went to the ground at the same time to pick his chart that had fallen.

"Don't worry about it," he said, getting to the chart first and standing up.

She was about to stand up when she saw a piece of paper on the ground. She grabbed it, and looked down. She saw a number and a name. Alyssa. She stared at it for longer then she would've liked, especially because she could feel Mark's eyes on her. Lexie stood up quickly and passed it to him. He clearly wasn't finding it very hard moving on. "Here you go," she said, walking away before he could say anything.

Mark stared after her, puzzled by her strange reaction. It almost seemed like she was jealous, but that just couldn't be right. Lexie had moved on, she had her boyfriend, so she couldn't possibly be jealous. But then why else would she be acting so strangely?


"You're home," Felix said when they walked inside. "You've all been working so hard, I thought I'd make you dinner tonight to thank you for letting me stay here." He said.

"Smells delicious," Derek said and Meredith agreed.

"Thank you," Lexie said walking towards him and kissing him. "It's so sweet that you're doing this."

"I'm happy to do it. Besides, even though I'm working now, all I do is write on my computer, and I have to give my leg rest. It feels good to be able to do something."

"I forgot how good your cooking is. Derek's right, it smells amazing."

Lexie left him to finish making dinner to go have a quick shower. In the shower, she started thinking about Mark and about Felix. She knew that it meant something how much it had bothered her that Mark had a girlfriend, because she shouldn't feel like that. Felix was amazing. He was smart, sweet, funny, generous, and the fact that he was attractive was an added bonus. He was everything she should want. Everything she did want. But then why did she feel like this?