AN: I am sooo sorry this took so long it's been crazy.

"I feel comfortable discharging you." Derek begins looking at the stats on Lexie's chart.

Before Lexie can say anything Mark jumps in. "What about the brain bleed? And the rest of her memory?" Sparse details had come to her memory over the past few weeks. She remembered bits and pieces, Zola and the death of her mother, but still nothing about Mark.

She wanted to remember this man who had sat by her bedside for the past few weeks, she wanted nothing more than to remember something about him. Mark Sloan clearly loved Lexie Grey, but Lexie only had one brief memory of him from the day she won the intern bowl. Some brief flirting, but nothing solid.

Candidly, Derek looks at both of them. "Everyone in this room knows the brain is a tricky thing. It could be weeks, months, or even years before Lexie remembers the rest. If she remembers at all." He's explained this to them before, and Lexie and Mark both had an idea of what could happen.

"So if I'm being discharged, where do I live?" Lexie asks unsure where she would be ending up. If they thought she died then any property she potentially owned didn't exist anymore.

Glancing at Mark, Derek takes the opportunity to answer. "Before the plane crash you lived with me and Meredith. We have a room and space for you if you want." He offers. Part of him hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should just let Lexie go home with Mark, especially knowing that Mark would want Lexie coming home with him.

Nodding, Lexie processes trying to think about where she should go. Even if Mark wanted her to come home with him, until she had some idea of how they stood Lexie thought she could go home with someone else. "I think that would be great, if it's not too much?" She asks nervously. "It's not like I've got an apartment somewhere that's been waiting for me to come home," she jokes.

With a chuckle Derek shakes his head. "You do not, and either way I wouldn't feel comfortable letting you go home alone." Derek really disliked the idea of Lexie being alone, the bleed wasn't completely resolved, and if something happened while she was alone it wouldn't be good. "I believe you can go home, but brain bleeds are brain bleeds, I don't want you to spend a lot of time alone." He explains gently.

Medical knowledge intact, Lexie understands why she cannot spend the time alone. Taking a glance to her right, she looks at Mark, surprised by his silence. Before he can say or do anything she turns back to Derek to agree with him. "That all makes sense to me, and then for PT I just come back to the hospital with you or Meredith?" She asks knowing she still has lots of work to do to get back to normal.

"Exactly." Derek begins before his pager goes off. "I have to run, but I'll have someone bring by discharge forms in a little bit. Anything you don't know ask Mark or page me. I'll see you in a bit for our final discharge evaluation." He promises before bolting out the door.

Turning to Mark, Lexie asks the question on the tip of her tongue. "So we didn't live together when the plane crashed?" She asks.

For the last few weeks Mark had put off this moment. He had waited to tell her about how they had spent the last year completely separated, and how her calling him a disease was the closest they came to getting their shit together. "When the plane crashed, we weren't together. We lived together at one point, but we had broken up." Mark doesn't mention the promises he made to her trapped under the plane. He stays silent on his haphazard proposal and the promise of a life together.

Frowning, Lexie tries to understand. "We weren't together? You've been here every day though." She asks.

Derek had instructed them to stay on the quieter side of details with her, because they wanted Lexie to remember as organically as possible. "We weren't, but we loved each other. I would tell you more but" Mark begins but Lexie cuts him off.

"Derek told you to wait to see if I'm going to remember." She finishes frustrated. "Have you thought about what happens if I don't remember? Are you just going to spend the rest of your life not moving forward and not giving me information?" Lexie's so sick of having no idea who she is or where her life stands.

Sighing, Mark looks at her wishing he could give her more information. "You don't know that you won't remember. But if you don't I don't care. Lexie I am just so happy you're alive I don't care if you ever remember and quit wanting to be a surgeon. So stop worrying about that." He promises.

Lexie can feel her irritation dissipate as he speaks with a kindness. Mark wants nothing from her other than to be alive and be happy, and she can tell. Partially, Mark's desire for her to be happy breaks her heart, and she just wants to remember. "You're not just waiting for me to suddenly remember everything?" She asks her voice a little smaller.

"No," He answers honestly. "The year before we thought you died hadn't been great for you and me. So obviously there's no rush for you to remember that part. But Lexie, I thought you were dead. I'll take any moment with you I can get." Mark promises. He leans forward, arms propped on the bed to keep his face close to her as he speaks.

Making a judgment call, Lexie leans forward and kisses him softly. Before Mark can process he's kissing her back, hand sliding up towards her hair.

Suddenly, Lexie's seeing flashes of things in her mind. "I asked you to teach me. Years ago, I walked into your room."

"And stripped off your clothes and hooked me in right away." He finishes the Sloan smirk growing on his face.

"I don't remember everything, but I definitely know who you are now." She's ecstatic, the first few months of them together popping into her mind. "I know who you are."

AN: So she doesn't remember everything but she knows who Mark is now! Drop me a review and let me know what you thought!