"I need you to watch Lexie." Meredith tells Mark as she comes up behind him at the nurses station, Zola on her hip.

"I'm not a babysitter." The plastic surgeon informs the older Grey.

"She's sick and I have a meeting with the chief, probably about firing me. And I still have to drop Zola off at the day care and I don't have time to take her back home. And Jackson left this morning to go visit with his family." Meredith explained as she repositioned Zola who was happily content.

"Alright I'll go watch her but what's wrong with her?" He asked as he closed the chart he had been scribbling in.

"She lost her cookies in the elevator. Twice."

Mark had two choices on how to handle this. He could take her home and be done with this whole situation or he could actually take care of her. He new Lexie was like a helpless puppy when she was sick. But the last time the two had talked was a week ago when he had told her to walk away. Not something that he was exactly happy about doing.

Mark walked into the break room only to find Lexie curled up in a chair her head leaned back and eyes closed. It was obvious that she was in one of the most uncomfortable positions ever.

"Why don't you go lay down in an on call room?" He asks from the doorway.

Lexie doesn't even bother to open her eyes. "There all being used." She mumbled

When she talked it sounded like she was using all her effort she could muster up. Her voice was weak and tired sounding. She had her hair thrown back into a pony tail and there were little beads of sweat forming on her forehead. When she looked at him he could tell she was going to burst into tears any minute.

"Do you want to go home?" Mark asked as he placed a hand on her clammy forehead. Lexie nodded her head as her eyes watered. "Alright lets get you home." They were almost to the door when Lexie bent over in pain, then proceeded by throwing up, all over Marks shoes. Mark looked at Lexie then looked back down at his shoes. "Alright forget going home. Were going to get you checked out by Dr. Bailey."

Lexie laid back in her hospital bed as she tried to ignore the pain in her abdomen and the sudden urge to throw up. She felt like shit and she was in a hospital. Weren't they supposed to give her something?

"Appendicitis." Dr. Bailey said as she walked in with Lexie's chart. "What is with you Grey sisters needing appendectomies?"

Lexie ignored the question. "Does this mean I get morphine? Because this hurts, like really really hurts."

Mark couldn't help but laugh causing Lexie to glare at him. "Don't laugh at me. You do not get to laugh at me."

Meredith walked into Lexie's room half an hour later. Mark had been paged so she figured Lexie needed some company. Zola could hang out at the daycare for just a little while.

"Appendicitis hu?" Meredith asked as she walked into the room.

"I threw up all over Marks shoes." Lexie informed her sister.

"I'm sure he liked that."

Lexie looked at Meredith and grinned. "Not as much as other things I did to him." Meredith stared as Lexie shocked. It had to be the morphine talking right now. It was just like her appendectomy all over again. "We used to do this thing where I-"

"Lexie. I do not want to hear about you and Marks sex life right now."

"It was such a good sex life." Lexie said with a sigh. "I mean I broke his penis. You have to be having really good sex to break someone's penis."

"Lexie you have Jackson now."

"Jackson isn't McSteamy. Jackson's a nice guy. But he doesn't know everything about me. He's just a distraction." Lexie said with a sigh. "I should break up with him. He doesn't deserve to be put through this."

Lexie reaches over to grab the phone but Meredith stops her. "Wait until tomorrow to call him. This is just the morphine talking. You. You don't want to really break up with Jackson."

Lexie sighed. "Is it bad that I compare him to Mark?"

"That is just wrong."

"I know because nobody can be compared to Mark in bed."

"Alright Grey. Time to get you prepped for surgery." Alex said as he walked into the room.

"Now he was good in bed." Lexie said as she pointed at Alex. "But still not as good as Mark."

Alex looked over at Meredith. "She has been talking about Mark and sex for the past half hour."

"You two really are sisters."

Lexie sleepily woke up later on that afternoon. Mark was sitting in a chair flipping threw a medical journal.

"How yeah feeling?" Mark asked as he put is journal down and sat at the edge of her bed.

"Tired."

"No urge to throw up on my shoes again?" He asked with a smirk.

"Nope." Lexie said with a grin.

"Well I'll let you rest then." Mark said as he stood up.

"Stay." Lexie said as she reached out and grabbed his arm.

Mark sighed. "Lexie your with Jackson."

"When I think of my future I see me and you. Not me and Jackson." She tells him. "You're my future Mark, Jackson he, he's just a stop in the road."

Mark didn't want to do this not right now. He was tired of the back in forth between the two of them. "Just last week you told me he made you happy Lex, and if he makes you happy then you should be with him."

"He doesn't know anything about me. He doesn't know that I hate the hiccups, or that tagalongs are my favorite girl scout cookies. He doesn't know that when I'm sick I like to be held. He doesn't know that I cry every single time I watch The Notebook. But you do Mark. You know me better then anybody else out there."

"Lexie." Mark said as he came and sat down at the edge of her bed.

Her eyes filled with tears. "Please just give me one more chance Mark. I - I wont run, I wont freak out about our future any more because a future with out you isn't a future to me."

Mark gently touched her face wiping away the tears that had fallen before bending down and kissing her gently. It only lasted a mere second but when the two broke apart they couldn't help but smile. Mark crawled into bed pulling Lexie close as she laid her head on his chest taking in the scent she had missed so much in the last few months.