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It started off as a normal day. Lexie woke up in her big bed and still missed the warm body she usually woke up next to. But she was dealing with it. And to be honest, she did it better than she could ever imagine. Mark had been a good boy and called her everyday. Just like he promised. They had both adapted to this new life and it felt good. She still missed him of course and couldn't wait for him to be back in Seattle. But it was okay.

A few weeks had now passed since Mark left. Work had been like usual, minus Mark and Derek.

She had been scrubbing in a lot with Dr. Wilson lately. For some reason, he always requested her. Lexie figured it was because of her photographic memory or that he thought that she had potential for plastics. Either way, she didn't mind. She had been considering to specialize in plastics later on. But she still had time to decide and try everything.

Lexie took some time to fully wake up and get lost in her thoughts for a while before she got up and got ready for the day. The showers became quicker for some reason now when Mark was gone. It could be because of the shower sex she wasn't having, but she didn't mind. It gave her more time to enjoy breakfast and take her time to get to work.

"Dr. Grey." Wilson greeted when she approached him by the nurses station.

"Dr. Wilson." Lexie replied with a smile.

"It's a wonderful morning, isn't it?" He asked and mirrored her smile. Although to Lexie, it felt like a different kind of smile.

"It is." She agreed. "Although… I don't know. I have a feeling." She told him.

"A feeling? What kind of feeling?" He asked concerned, with a slight of hope in the mix.

"I don't know." Lexie said and glanced around as if she was gonna find the answer soon. "Like… Something is gonna happen." She told him and looked back at him.

Then it happened. They all received a page with the word 'Lockdown'. Lexie looked down at her pager and then back at Wilson. A lockdown could be called because of so many different things and she hoped it just was a baby that disappeared or something. She looked back at Wilson. He seemed calm so that was a good sign.

"Excuse me, sir. You can't leave this area!" A nurse called a man who turned and fired two gunshots. Andrew threw himself over Lexie to protect her. She didn't have time to react before she was pushed down on the floor. She was breathing heavily and tried to wrap her head around what happened. When it seemed to cease, she crawled out of Wilson's grip and crawled around the counter and found the nurse dead. There was blood everywhere. "No… No, no, no." She said frantically and could feel Wilson pull her up. "Come on. I'm getting you out of here." He said and led her towards the elevators. People were running and screaming, it was chaos.

They got to the elevator and the time it took for it to arrive to their floor seemed to be a lifetime.

Finally it opened and the sight inside made Lexie to almost lose her breath. In the elevator floor laid Alex Karev. Blood were pouring out of his chest and he was unconscious.

"Oh my God…" Lexie breathed and sprung into action. Wilson was quickly behind her. "We need to get him into a room." Lexie told him and kneeled down to check Alex's pulse and breathing. It was weak but it was there.

With some help from Wilson, she managed to carry Alex to an empty conference room. They prepped him up and found something to use to put pressure on the wound. Lexie was panicking though. Suddenly she wasn't a doctor anymore. Suddenly she forgot every medical knowledge she had. She just went blank.

Wilson looked up at her and noticed the look on his face. "Grey." He called out but she didn't answer. "Grey!" He called out a bit louder. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at him. "You need to focus, Grey. He needs blood." Wilson told her. She looked back between the two males and then nodded. She swallowed a big lump in her throat. "Yeah. O-Okay. I'll… Get it." She said with panic in her voice. "I'll be right back." She said as she walked out of the room. She peeked around to make sure the shooter wasn't around. When the coast was clear, she quietly walked out and down the hallway, occasionally peeking over her shoulder to make sure the shooter wasn't behind her. She had no idea who it could be or why he was shooting people. But she didn't want to get shot. She found a shelf with some blood bags on it. Luckily it was 0-neg.

She grabbed the bags and turned to walk back. She made sure to keep look around every now and then. As she rounded a corner she saw a man who didn't look happy. Lexie was just about to tell him to get out of here because there was a shooter in the hospital when she noticed the item in his hand. A gun. She looked back up at his face and now recognized him. "Mr. Clark." Lexie breathed. She now realized why he was here. And who he was gonna shoot next. "I didn't want to kill all those people." He told her.

"I- I… I know you didn't." Lexie told him softly. He wasn't himself right now. She knew that.

"I just came to kill Dr. Shepherd, who for some reason isn't here." Mr. Clark told her.

"He- He's in A-Africa." Lexie whispered. The mention of Derek immediately made her thoughts wander to Mark.

Gary Clark nodded. He could only wish that Derek Shepherd would die over there then. He kept his eyes on Lexie. "I also came here to kill one other person." He told her. His eyes turned darker, if that was even possible. "You."

Lexie almost lost her breath at his words. She knew that. She knew that he came to kill her. It was his revenge since she pulled the plug on his wife. She shook her head. "Please." She whispered.

"Your hands killed my Allison. And now it's time for you to pay for it." He said and pointed his gun at her.

When Lexie saw the gun being pointed at her, she could only think about one person. Mark. The irony about her fear about him dying in Africa, and now she was the one dying. The thought of not being able to see him again almost killed her more than this gunshot would. How she would never be able to touch him or feel him again. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for what was about to happen. It was no use to try and escape. When her eyes closed, she could see Mark. Like he was standing right in front of her. She took a breath and then heard the gunshot. She subconsciously fell to the ground. She opened her eyes and looked down at her body. There was no blood, no wound. She glanced over and saw Gary Clark lying on the floor. He was the one who got shot. Lexie looked around and noticed a SWAT guy who waved for her to leave the area. She took a second to gather herself and some strength before she got up and ran back to the conference room. She sent a silent pray that Alex was still alive. With the SWAT team being here she knew it would be a short while before they would be evacuated. Lexie made her way back into the room.

"Lexie. Thank God. You got the blood?" Wilson asked as soon as she got in. Lexie didn't say anything as she handed him the blood. She was panting and sat down on a chair beside the table where Alex laid. Wilson got him the blood and did what he could to stop the bleeding and fix the damage.

After a while, the door to the room opened. Both Lexie and Wilson held their breath and thought it was the shooter until they sat the SWAT team. "This floor is secured. We are evacuating you now." The guy said. Lexie sighed in relief and helped Wilson get Alex out.

She wanted to ask about mr Clark but she couldn't open her mouth to speak right now. She was still in shock after everything that happened. All she wanted right now was to feel Mark's arms around her. She wanted him to hold her close to him and tell her that everything would be okay.

She snapped out of her thoughts as she realized they were now outside.

"Grey, you coming with us?" Wilson asked her when the paramedics wheeled Alex into the ambulance. She looked up at him and looked around. She needed to see Meredith. "No. I- I have to… Find my sister." Lexie told him with panic filled in her voice. Wilson nodded and jumped into the ambulance and it quickly drove off.

Lexie looked around for her sister. She hoped she was okay. Some of her other colleagues were out but there was no sign of Meredith. She looked around some more and then spotted Cristina talking to someone. It was Meredith. Lexie ran over to them and, without thinking, threw herself over her sister and embraced her in a hug. Meredith hugged her back tightly. "Please tell me that you are okay." Meredith whispered as tears ran down her face.

"I'm fine." Lexie said even though it was half a lie. She was okay physically, but she was breaking inside and she needed Mark more than ever. "You?" Meredith pulled back and looked at her. "Yeah. I'm fine." She said and broke down in tears. Lexie wrapped her arms around Meredith and let her cry against her. They stood like that for a moment before Owen arrived and offered them all a ride home. They dropped Lexie off and she practically flew up the stairs. She didn't bother to take the elevator because it would take too damn long. She got to the apartment and got inside. As soon as the door was closed she got down on the couch with her phone tightly in her hand. Mark would call soon and she didn't want to waist any seconds to answer it.

After what felt like three years, her phone rang. She didn't bother to check the caller ID before she answered. "Mark?" She asked frantically.

"Hi, Lex." Mark said softly from the other end.

Lexie closed her eyes and tried to pull herself together. She took a deep ragged breath. Her hand found its way to grab the locket. That always made her feel close to him.

"Lexie?" Mark asked concerned.

Lexie couldn't keep it in any longer. She had tried to be strong for so long since she left the hospital. She squeezed her eyes shut and just let the tears run down her cheeks. "Mark…" She breathed and tried to silence a sob.

"Lexie, sweetie. What's wrong?" He asked softly. "Sweetheart, talk to me."

"Some… Someone was shooting at the hospital." Lexie told him.

"What? Where are you? Are you okay? Lexie, talk to me." Mark said and she could hear the panic in his voice.

"I…" She started and had to take a breath to strangle the sob that were threatening to escape. She swallowed a lump in her throat before speaking again. "I'm okay… I'm- I'm home now." She told him. She wasn't sure she could handle telling him right now that the guy was Gary Clark and that he actually pointed his gun at her. That she was one of his targets. She could tell him all of that later.

"Okay. That's good." Mark told her softly in the other end and she could hear him sigh in relief. "Was anyone…? I mean did anyone…?" He trailed off and Lexie knew what he was asking.

"No. I think everyone is alright. But he… He killed a nurse and he shot Alex. But I think he is alright." She told him.

"But they got the shooter, right?" He asked.

"Uhm… I think he shot himself." Lexie told him. She then opened her eyes as she realized she hadn't locked the door when she came home. She quickly got up and placed the phone between her ear and shoulder before she locked the door and even put the chain on. She tired to open the door to make sure it was locked before she walked into the bedroom and laid down on the bed.

"Okay. Then you know he won't come back." He said softly. She could hear him sigh again before speaking. "Hey, Lex. Why don't you lay down in the bed and try to get some sleep." He suggested.

"I… I'm already in bed." Lexie replied and pulled the covers over her.

"Okay. Good. Now, close your eyes. If the image of today's events appears, try to push them away and listen to my voice." He told her.

She closed her eyes and immediately the image of Gary Clark appeared. She tried to push it away and waited for Mark to keep talking.

"I love you." He told her softly. "I will be on the phone with you until you fall asleep. So just try to relax and listen to me. Don't talk." He explained to her.

Lexie listened to him and felt relieved when she realized that he could find a way to comfort her even through a freaking telephone. "Okay." She whispered and actually started to relax.

"Good." He said. "Just try to focus on your breathing. In and out in an even rhythm. The shooter can't get you now. Even if he was still alive he wouldn't be able to. You are completely safe in our apartment, Lexie. I promise. Everything will be okay. Meredith will be okay, Alex will be okay. You will get through this. Tomorrow will be a whole new day. And I will keep calling you and you can always talk to me about what's bothering you. I'm here for you, Lexie. And I always will be."

Mark's talking and soft voice made Lexie relax. As he told her all this she could almost feel him laying beside her in the bed. The only thing missing was his arms around her. She was so relaxed now and could feel her eyelids get heavier. The image of Gary Clark faded away and got replaced with the image of Mark. He kept talking soothingly and soon she actually fell asleep.

"Goodnight, Lexie." Mark said before he hung up.


I know this chapter was kind of rushed. But we all know what happened in the episodes with the shooting. But in my story, Lexie's storyline changed. And I wanted to get to the part where she talks to Mark.
In the next chapter, things will take a turn. Can you guess what? :)