Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's or its characters.

A/N: Sorry for the late update, it took me forever to write the last part but I finally got it.

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"You what?" Lexie practically yelled over breakfast the next morning when Jackson broke the news that he was dropping out from the Chief's trial. "You can't, Jackson."

"I already did." Jackson squared his jaw. He knew Lexie was going to react this way but it was his stupid fault for telling her in a room full of people. His eyes darted around to see that April, Alex, Meredith, and Derek weren't even trying to hide the fact that they were eaves dropping.

"Then tell the Chief that you made a mistake, tell him that you want back on the trial." Lexie shook her head. "This is your chance, Jackson. You want your grandfather to take you seriously and if you help with this trial, he'll have to. You're an amazing doctor and this is going to prove that to everyone. This trial could get you a Harper Avery award."

"You don't get it, Lexie." Jackson ground out. "This trial could get a Harper Avery but the second they see my name everyone is going to say that the only reason it's being considered for the award is because I'm an Avery. I don't want that. I don't want to ruin the Chief's chance at this."

Lexie stood up, her face defeated. "When I tell people that I'm Dr. Lexie Grey, everyone asks me if I'm Ellis Grey's daughter." Her eyes flashed to Meredith but were back on Jackson just as quickly. "I see this excitement in their eyes because they think they're meeting someone important and amazing. I have to rip that excitement away when I tell that I'm not Ellis Grey's child but instead I'm the daughter of Thatcher's second wife. In spite of all of that, I never let it stand in my way." She shook her head. "You shouldn't either, Jackson. You're not who you are because of your name. Everyone in this room can vouch for that."

Jackson screwed his eyes shut and listened to the sound of Lexie stomping out of the kitchen. He heard the front door slam shut a few seconds later, letting everyone know she was leaving for the hospital. Without them.

"Why'd you piss her off?" Alex complained. "She was my ride to work."

Jackson just rolled his eyes. "I'm going to spend my day off sulking in my bedroom if anyone needs me."

April blew out a breath and turned to Meredith once Jackson was out of the room. "I'll take Jackson if you take Lexie this time."

"Deal." Meredith nodded. "I call Cristina so she can pick up some candy. I think Lexie is going to need it."

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"He quit the trial?" Cristina asked, wide-eyed. "I knew he'd crack under the pressure."

"Don't be so hard on Jackson." Meredith frowned. "He did not crack. He's a great doctor."

"Whatever… Ellis Grey's daughter." Cristina rolled her eyes. "Besides, I never said he wasn't an excellent doctor. He's amazing, actually. He helped save Derek last year and he figured out that thing with Mouse J." She shrugged.

"Lexie's pretty pissed. They had a screaming match in the kitchen this morning."

"You need to start recording this stuff." Cristina grumbled. "Or at least call me so I can rush over."

"Anyway, I called you because I need you to talk to Lexie."

"Why me?"

"Please, Cristina?" Meredith pouted. "I don't know what to say to her."

"Fine." Cristina pinched Meredith's arm. "But you owe me."

Meredith rubbed her arm and let Cristina walk off, heading down to the basement where Lexie was hiding out.

Cristina found Lexie with a chart, reading over it. "Sup, Lexipedia?"

"Don't call me that, please." Lexie glanced up and set the chart aside. "I'm guessing that Meredith sent you." She sighed and settled back against the wall she was propped up on. "I really don't want to talk about this, okay?"

"Okay." Cristina nodded and sank down onto the floor beside Lexie.

Lexie pursed her lips and took the chocolate bar that Cristina offered out. She had never seen Cristina this quiet before and it was weird.

"Owen told me that I'd never get Chief resident." Cristina said quietly and Lexie looked over at her. "I understand his reasons, I do, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. I was at the top of my class, I beat everyone, I was better than everyone and now it's like I'm struggling to even stay in second place." She took a long breath. "I know that you're upset about Jackson dropping out of this trial but think of this way: Meredith is at the top right now. She's the front runner for Chief resident. Even if she gets it, she'll step down in a few months when she has the baby. She can't handle being Chief resident and a mom. We both know she won't be able to deal with all of that stress. Alex would be a great Chief resident but he's a bit unorganized and sometimes he can be chaotic. I'm too much of a surgeon to have to deal with all of the paperwork. I would never be a good Chief resident for the same reason. And April, she's amazing with checklists and protocol but she can't delegate. She won't boss people around like she needs. That leaves Jackson. He would be an excellent choice. Everyone likes him and they would listen to him. He may not be the best with paperwork but we all know that you would help him. We all know that Jackson could do this. He can be Chief resident but Jackson isn't someone that likes the spotlight. He giggles every time he's in front of a camera."

"He does do that." Lexie smiled fondly. "He even blushes when I compliment him in front of people."

"If I was picking for Chief resident I would pick Jackson. I think that Owen is going to pick Jackson but… if Jackson is Chief resident he would never have any time for you. You two would never see each other except for when you're both here at the hospital. You two would be even more miserable that you are now."

"He deserves this." Lexie sighed. "I just wish he realized how amazing he is."

"Tell him."

"I have, so many times."

"Tell him again." Cristina shrugged. "You're a walking dictionary. Maybe you just need to say it in a different way." She smirked and stood up, pulling Lexie to her feet. "Or show him. Men have always been better at the physical than the listening anyways."

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"Are you still mad?" Lexie whispered and slipped into the bed behind Jackson.

"I'm not mad." He replied. "Are you?"

"Not even a little bit." She smiled and leaned down to kiss his shoulder. "I love that you sleep without a shirt on. You're always so warm and I like pressing myself against your chest."

"I like that too." He chuckled. "Especially when you're missing your shirt as well."

"Mmm." Lexie murmured her agreement and Jackson turned to watch her pull her shirt over her head before tossing it onto the floor behind her. "Like this?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly like that." He couldn't help it when he shifted so that his hands were sliding up her stomach. "I've missed touching you." He whispered. "So damn beautiful."

"Jackson." She let her eyes fall closed when his hands glided roughly down her arms. "Kiss me." She ordered and met him half-way, their lips molding together.

Their kiss was frantic as they grappled for clothing, tugging them off because they both knew where this was going. "Are we done taking this slow?" He asked raggedly when they finally pulled away from the kiss.

"So done." She laughed lightly and looked down to see their clothes puddled on the floor, leaving her in just her panties and him in his boxers.

She could feel him hard against her thigh when he flipped them over and he hovered over her, his eyes taking her in slowly. "Why aren't you mad anymore? You were just about to rip me a new one this morning, what changed your mind?"

"I had a talk with Cristina." She replied quickly.

"About what?"

"Are we going to talk about his now?" Lexie's eyes widened and he nodded expectantly. She took in a deep breath and looked away from his face. "She made me realize that… you don't like the spotlight. You're an amazing surgeon but you like to fly below the radar and I can respect that. I understand why you don't want this attention."

"Do you want me to ask the Chief if I can be on his trial again?" He asked.

"I was wrong this morning. You are who you are because of your name. When I hear Dr. Avery, I don't think of the Harper Avery Award, I think of you standing in that OR room while Gary Clark waved a gun around, I think of you walking into this hospital every day with a smile on your face, I think of you running thousands of dollars of tests and scans on one mouse just to help improve a trial that could potentially save people's lives. That's who Dr. Avery is; that's who you are, Jackson."

He grinned like an idiot and kissed her softly, his hands reaching down to unclasp her bra. It quickly fell to the floor and she busied herself with removing his boxers as he reached for a condom from his nightstand. He pressed the condom into her palm and smiled at her.

"I love you." He kissed the tip of her nose and she giggled. His hands drifted over her stomach to curl around the waistband of her panties and he slowly pulled them down her legs, tossing them onto the floor.

"I love you, too." She smiled when he kissed his way back up her body. "But it's been months since we've been together so let's hurry this along. We can be sweet and careful tomorrow night. Right now I just need you inside me."

Jackson chuckled and kissed her mouth hard. "You want me?" He asked, teasing her now. "How badly?" He questioned, his mouth moving on across her throat slowly, burning kisses across her skin and making her squirm beneath him.

"Jackson." She pleaded and pushed on his shoulder before he got the hint and rolled them over.

She shifted on top of him as his hands worked on her breasts and she carefully rolled the condom onto his hard length. A low moan escaped his throat when her hands stroked him.

"Don't do that." He pushed her hands away and she bit into her lip.

"Why not?" She asked breathily and she went right back to touching him carefully.

"Teasing isn't nice, Lexie." He grinned up at her. "You're about to end this party before it even began."

She cocked an eyebrow and moved her hands to his shoulder so she could raise herself up. He positioned himself at her entrance and used his other hand to guide her down onto him. She screwed her eyes shut and bit into her bottom lip when he first filled her. She could feel every hard inch of him as he throbbed inside of her. Lexie moaned out his name and let him decide on the pace as his hands gripped her hips, moving her faster on top of him. She finally let go of his shoulders and arched her back, rotating her hips so that they both moaned when he hit every part of her.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, Lexie knew she should at least try to stay quiet but at this point she didn't really care. Alex's bedroom was on one side of Jackson's room while April's was on the other but Lexie decided they could just deal with it. Jackson gave up trying to quiet her down when he realized he actually liked listening to her moan his name so that it filled the silence of his room.

She came first, hard and quick, and he came a few seconds later, spilling out into the condom. She collapsed on top of him and her hair tickled his chin while their breaths came out ragged and uneven. He twitched inside of her and she moaned again before rolling over to fall into the bed beside him. She could vaguely hear him moving around to dispose of the condom but she just nestled into his pillow. The bed shifted beside her and then she was being pulled into his arms while the sheet fell over her. She tried to mumble something, maybe to say goodnight, but her mind couldn't think of the words so she gave up and planted a light kiss on his chest instead. His fingers brushed through her hair and then his breath was whispering a 'goodnight' against her forehead before she found herself being swallowed by sleep.