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Chapter Ten

Lexie woke up the next morning in Mark's arms. Her head resting against his chest and her body wrapped up tightly with his in the sheets. She felt safe and warm in them. Everything about this made her feel so at home. The way his biceps wrapped around her body and his scent, god did she miss his scent. Then there was the way his chest rose with each breath and how she could hear his heartbeat under her ear. It's funny how the simple things made her feel happy.

"Hey there," Mark said to her softly. He just woke up as well, feeling Lexie startle in his arms. "Did you sleep well? You seem shaken up still."

"Yeah. I'm better," Lexie responded, crooking her head up to look at him. "Thank you for everything you did for me last night. It means a lot."

"As I said before, it was no problem," Mark muttered to her. "I care a lot about you Lexie. I always will."

Lexie smiled, cupping Mark's cheek for a brief moment and letting her fingers stroke his cheek until she slowly took them away. "You're such a good man, Mark...I l-care about you too," she said, almost letting the 'L' word slip out.

Mark grinned, like he knew Lexie was going to say that word. He rubbed her back, allowing each other to snuggle closer to one another again. "You know, we both have off today. We could just lay around and watch movies," Mark suggested. "It wouldn't be terrible. We use to do it all the time."

"I'd like that," Lexie agreed, smiling about how her and Mark would spent rainy afternoons, snuggled together (most of the time naked). They were always really good memories they had together.

Mark then headed over to the phone while Lexie got up from the couch to check out Mark's kitchen.

She looked through his cupboard to see no pancake or waffle mix. He use to have a bunch in here, maybe that's because she use to be the one stocking his pantry. It was mostly because of her sweet tooth there would be candy stashed in here. Lexie had to start hiding her junk food when Sloan Riley moved in. She use to eat all of it, so Lexie found places to stash them in. That gave Lexie an idea, so she took a better look in the pantry, behind the cans of uncooked food to find a box of pancake mix she hid. Lexie grinned, taking it out and turning on the stove.

"Hey Derek, since Lexie and I aren't coming in today she's going to stay at my place today," Mark said to him on the other end.

"How is she? We were worried when you called last night," Derek asked. Him and Meredith were currently driving to work when he received a phone call from Mark. Last night they got scared since they saw Lexie running out of the hospital in a mad dash before they could stop her. Luckily she went to Mark's place, which was only across the street. Still, Lexie Grey was the little sister Derek and Meredith had a need to protect. She's been through so much already, they just wanted her to be okay.

"Is that Mark? How's Lexie doing?" Meredith questioned in the background.

"She's better," Mark responded, smiling as he turned to look at Lexie. He chuckled as he watched her dancing around in the kitchen. Her hair was down in loose ringlets of curls so they were bouncing all over the place as she moved. They were blonde still, but the color seemed to be slowly turning back to brown. She was still in his sweatshirt, but at one point she did ditch the pants since his sweatshirt was like a dress for her. "She had a rough night, so we're both going to take it easy today."

"That sounds good," Derek said, turning into the hospital parking lot. "Mark, why was she upset?"

"She just had a long day. I think Lexie just needs some time to herself. The pressure might be getting to her. I think we both need time to ourselves actually," Mark mentioned, leaning against the wall.

"Alright. I hope things get better. See you tomorrow," Derek said before they hung up.

"So she's okay?" Meredith asked him once they parked the car.

"By the sound of it, yeah," Derek told her, undoing his seatbelt. "She might just be under a lot of pressure."

"I hope not. Lexie's been through enough," Meredith muttered under his breath. "The baby doesn't need all the extra stress."

"I agree," Derek said, taking his post-it wife's hand and heading into the hospital.

Once Mark finished the phone call he looked to see Lexie with one of his mixing bowls.

"What are you doing?" Mark asked curiously as Lexie began to mix the pancake ingredients. "Are you making pancakes? Where did you-"

"I hid it when Sloan was here. She use to eat anything sweet, so I had to hide everything I liked. I must've bought it the week we broke up..." Lexie trailed off, growing a little quiet at the mention of their breakup. "But anyway I decided to make us breakfast. Since you helped me out, let me."

"Fine, but can I just help a little bit," Mark asked, begging her like one of those little dogs. "I use to like cooking with you. It was fun."

"Alright." Lexie chuckled as she mixed the pancake batter together. "You could help with the flipping of the pancakes."

"Deal!" Mark exclaimed, taking out the pan. Once the batter was done, Lexie and him both took the liberty of making all sorts of shapes of pancakes. It was some of the most fun they've had in awhile.

"You got some batter on your nose," Mark pointed out, laughing as he then dapped some on her nose. Lexie rolled her eyes, chuckling as she then took some on her fingers and got Mark on the cheek.

"And so do you," She replied, grinning in triumph. The two laughed before they finished making breakfast. Once they were all cleaned up in the kitchen, the two sat in front of Mark's T.V and watched reruns of the X-Files, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Seinfeld. A bunch of 80s and 90s shows.

"I use to love the X-Files," Lexie gushed as they watched Scully and Mulder banter about the existence of UFOs. "I wanted to be Dana Scully so badly. You know, I was for Halloween one year. I bought a wig that looked exactly like Gillian Anderson's hair and I even had a little suit too."

Mark laughed, "It was a good show. I use to watch it when I came home from class and had a free night all to myself. You know surprisingly, in college I wasn't a complete man whore."

"I believe you," Lexie said, a small smile gracing her face. "You haven't acted like a man whore since me."

"That's true..." Mark trailed off. "I changed a lot when you came around. You turned my whole world upside down. In a good way, of course," He softly mentioned to her nonchalantly.

"You did too," Lexie added, looking up at him with a gentle smile. "In a good way, obviously."

Mark sighed. He forgot how much he needed this girl. All his life he's been independent. His parents never gave two shits about him and he never had a steady relationship until Lexie. It never dawned on him that he could have a family until Lexie Grey came stumbling into his hotel room that night. It was a day he'd never forget. It's the reason why he stayed in Seattle and never went back to his beloved hometown of New York. Everything he ever did was for her now, and for their baby.

"Oh my gosh!" Lexie gasped, covering her mouth as she jumped up a little from the couch. A hand was now on her bump as she stood there for a few moments.

"Lex? Lexie? What's the matter?" Mark asked frantically, afraid something was wrong. "Are you okay? Is it the baby?"

"Here," She said, her eyes brimming slightly with tears as she grabbed Mark's hand. He was confused as she then placed it on her stomach. They sat there for a little bit, Mark giving Lexie an odd look while she looked like she was ready to burst from excitement. Next thing you know, Mark felt a little flutter against his hand. His eyes widened as he looked up at Lexie. "The baby kicked?"

"The baby kicked." She repeated with a grin, nodding her head. "The little peanut raspberry is kicking."

"That's my girl or boy!" Mark said proudly, leveling with Lexie's stomach and placing a kiss on it.

"Is it odd, but it feels all too real now," Lexie muttered under her breath.

"Our kid is definitely in there," Mark said, his tone teasing as he rubbed her bump gently. "Little Grey-Sloan Jr."

Lexie chuckled as she leaned against his shoulder. Mark felt a warmth flood through his chest again. The way they were acting, it reminded him way too much of when he was a couple with her. He missed it, god did they both miss it. Mark realized in that moment he didn't want her to go. He didn't understand why they needed to live apart. Even if they would be friends, their kid needed the environment of two parents. Why not just ask her now? He thought as he looked down at her resting on his shoulder still.

"Um, Lexie..." He muttered, trailing off a bit.

"Hmmm?" Lexie hummed, looking up at paused, causing her to look up at him curiously. "Mark?"

"I want to ask you something, but I'm not sure how you'll react."

"Try me," Lexie responded, raising her eyebrow as she got up from his shoulder. "But if it's a marriage proposal, Mark Sloan I will make no promises that I won't hit you."

"No, it's not that...But it's big thing I'm going to ask from you," Mark said, scratching the back of his head.

"What?"

"Move in with me," He blurted out. "We don't have to be a couple or anything. I'll get a bed set up for you and your own space, plus there will be a room for the baby there. Face it Lex, we have a baby coming in seven months. I know it seems long, but what are we going to do? Meredith and Derek are building their dream home and here's no room for a baby in their home. Alex is there too and I want to be there with you. I want to be changing the diapers at 3AM and I want to help feed and cloth him or her...So what do you say?"

Lexie paused for a moment, biting her lip. This could be really stupid, but at the same time he did have a point. Meredith and Derek seemed on board about having her leave the McDreamy residence soon anyway. This was Lexie's choice for not just her well being, but the baby's.

It was her baby's life, and she needed to have Mark there.

"Lex?"

"Deal, but going back onto your promise. Our own spaces though," Lexie said, smiling at him.

"Great. That's great," He said, smiling ear to ear. "So we'll live here? Or maybe a house?"

"A house?" Lexie asked, her eyes widening a little. "Really?"

"Yeah, I mean we both need our space and I mean if you're not ready for it that's fine..." Mark trailed off. "Or maybe a bigger condo or something in the future?"

"Condo sounds nice too...Being here for now is just fine. Let's take little steps, if that's okay with you? I don't want to rush this. It's a big step, moving back in with you," Lexie replied, fiddling with her hands.

"I don't want you to be overwhelmed if you are, you don't have to move in with me just yet," Mark pointed out.

"No. I want to. I want to be with you for this baby and well, I missed you and it feels right being here," Lexie said, holding his hand tightly. Mark nodded as he looked down at their intwined hands.

"This means we'll be like a real family. Make our own family," Lexie mentioned, tracing patterns on his hand. "No more alcoholic dad, dead mom, lousy parents, or pregnant daughters..."

"Our own family," Mark repeated, forming a grin as he then threw Lexie into a bone crushing hug. Lexie smiled, laughing as she hugged him back with the same amount of force. They were truly going to be a family.

A/N: So how did you guys like? OMG the latest episodes thoooo :( RIP Derek, at least him and Mark are reunited again…Anyway I hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading and review! :) Be on the lookout for the next chapter!