They weren't allowed to see her and it was killing him. It had been forty eight hours, two days since she was committed and they couldn't see her. He went to check on her every single day at least three times, begging the doctors to let him see her. They wouldn't allow it, she was sleeping for the first time peacefully in two months. Every time he got the same answer, you cant see her right now we will page you when she wakes up. He just wanted to be there for her when she woke up. He wanted to apologize and tell her how sorry he was that he left her and how much he missed her. He wanted to kiss her and crawl into bed with her and hold her until all her pain and suffering went away.

With a sigh Mark sat down at his desk dropping his chart he had been messing with. He could work right now his mind was in a completely different place. Just then his pager went off, it was Meredith and Lexie was awake. Mark made it to Lexie's room in nearly two minutes but when he got there Meredith stopped him from going in.

"She doesn't want to see you." Meredith told him with a sigh.

"What do you mean she doesn't want to see me?"

"She told me she appreciates what you did for her, that you were there for her the other day and that you got to her before she did something horribly wrong, but she doesn't want to see you." Meredith gives him a small smile.

"Your joking right?" How could she not want to see him? This had to be a joke. He had to see her and tell her how sorry he was.

"I'm sorry Mark." She tells him as she gives him a nod.

"Just, just tell her I'm sorry ok? Like really really really sorry. Please?" He says begging. "She has to know how sorry I am Mere."

"I'll tell her." The older Grey says sadly as she turns around and walks back inside.

"Another Joe." Mark told the bartender as she downed his third glass of scotch.

Joe gave him a sad smile before pouring him another. "I'll need your keys." He told the surgeon.

"I walked." Joe just nodded before turning to help the next customer.

Mark sat there with his scotch in hand. Lexie didn't want to see him, she wanted nothing to do with him. The girl he was in love with asked her own sister to keep him away. It killed him inside. He just wanted to apologize to her and tell her how truly sorry he was for ever leaving her. He was an ass, how was he supposed to admit it if he couldn't even see her? Pushing his now empty glass across the bar he put his head on the cold bar.

"I figured you would be here." Derek told his best friend as he singled for Joe to get him a beer of his own.

"She doesn't want to see me Derek." Mark told him as he lifted his head up and looked at him like a lost puppy. "She wants nothing to do with me."

"Give her some space." Derek said as he took a drink of his beer. "She has been threw a lot she just needs time to think."

"She probably hates me." He said with a pout as he placed his head back down on the bar.

"Lexie what's going on?" Meredith asked her younger sister as the two sat in the living room the next afternoon watching TV. Lexie had been discharged that morning after her evaluation. After sleeping for nearly two days she was no longer a harm to herself or others. "Why don't you want to see Mark?" She asked.

"I'm just not ready too." Lexie replied taking a bite of her ice cream. "He had me committed and yea it was the right thing to do but I'm not ready to see him. He walked out on me not that long ago."

"Alright but according to Derek he spent last night with lots of scotch."

"Ill talk to him when I'm ready."

A week later Mark was writing something on the surgical board when he noticed her name. Dr. L. Grey. She had been cleared for Surgery. She had had a breakdown last week how in the world could she have been cleared for surgery! Slamming the dry erase marker down Mark stormed up stairs to Dr. Perkins office ready to give him a peace of his mind

"You cleared Lexie Grey for surgery." He says more as a statement and not a question.

"Dr Sloan I'm in session." Dr. Perkins says as he nods towards Karev who was sitting there staring at the plastic surgeon with annoyance

"I had to check her into psych last week! I had to commit her against her will and u just clear her for surgery." Dr. Perkins shakes his head as Lexie herself walks into the room. "What the hell kind of doctor are you?" He asks as he turns around to find Lexie standing there leaning against the doorframe her arms crossed against her chest

"Its ok you can talk to him." She tells him politely.

"I'll come back." Alex states clearly annoyed as he stands up

"Yea walk away your good at that." Mark tells the young surgeon as he watches him leave the room before turning his attention back to the so called psychiatrist.

"She got snowed psych put her on heavy doses of antipsychotic and benzos." Dr. Perkins explained. "Then she slept for almost fifty hours straight, when she woke up she was no longer a risk to herself or others. She has PTSD most of you do. For her it caused server sleep deprivation that lead to a break down. All she needed was sleep. So protocol is that she goes back to work."

"See I'm ok really." Lexie stated as Mark cocked his neck to get a glance of her. "I'm back." She told him before turning around and leaving.

I know this chapter jumped around in time a lot but just to clarify this is all about nine or ten weeks after the shooting. Thanks again for reading my story!