Standing atop the 12th floor balcony of one of Seattle's finest hotels, the view of the city was breathtaking. The sounds of the city were almost still.

They had already finished with the rehearsal for the wedding, earlier than expected. Now, the bridal party mingled together and enjoyed a cocktail hour. Mark and Derek stood outside on the large balcony, caterers and wait staff setting up dinner for them on the other side of the small courtyard.

Zola was sleeping soundly, her head rested across Derek's shoulder. Derek chuckled lightly, taking a glimpse of the look on his friend's face.

"What's so funny?" Mark took another sip of his scotch.

"Are you getting cold feet?"

"What?" Mark looked at him. "No, man, I'm fine,"

"You just seem a little off,"

"Did I seem off in the rehearsal?"

"No, not as much as you do now,"

"It's just…this Lexie bullshit,"

"I told you, after the two of you take care of April in a little bit, everything will be fine,"

"I know," he sighed, taking another sip. "I just feel like a dick,"

"For the way you talked to her? The way you didn't believe her?"

"Yeah,"

"So did I, but it's hard to believe someone when all the evidence is created to point at them. Don't sweat it,"

"I just…know her better than that," he replied, turning to look over the balcony. "I should have given her the benefit of the doubt,"

"Yeah, but I did the same thing. Stop beating yourself up over it,"

"Derek, I do love her," he admitted, softly.

"I know you do," Derek reached out to squeeze his friend's shoulder. "So that begs the question,"

"What question," he stood up and turned around with a sigh, leaning against the balcony.

"Is this what you want?"

"Are you kidding me?" he nodded. "This is exactly what I want, it's what I've always wanted,"

"Yeah, but you can't go on loving two women,"

"Oh come on," Mark shook his head with a 'pfft sound across his lips. "You can't tell me that you don't love Addison still,"

Derek simply shrugged, moving his hand up to gently rub his daughter's back.

"Exactly! See! Meredith is your soul-mate…and Addison was the great love that you had along the way to help you discover that there was someone better out there for you,"

"Wow, that's deep," Derek grinned. "I never would of put it that way, but it makes sense,"

"I love Lexie," he explained. "I always will. But, Becca is my soul-mate. She gets me. She doesn't judge me for the things that I do or that I've done. She loves me. Ontop of that, my little girl adores the hell out of her,"

"Speaking of little girls," Derek smiled, as Zola woke up in his arms and rubbed her eyes. "I adore the hell out of this one,"

Mark smiled and reached out to gently touch Zola's head. "Can you believe it? We're dads."

"I love it," he smiled. "I could go for ten more,"

"Well, I don't think I want that many, but a few more would be great,"

Before Derek could respond, his cellphone rang. He shuffled Zola in his arms and reached into his pocket, pulling it out. "Hello? Yeah, let me grab Hunt and we'll be right down,"

"Lexie?" Mark raised an eyebrow, as Derek clicked his phone shut and shoved it back into his pocket.

Derek nodded. "She's waiting in the lobby,"

Mark finished his drink and the two men headed back inside.

"I'll get Hunt," Mark went the opposite way of Derek.

"Bec," Derek touched her shoulder.

She turned from where she was talking to Callie and the minister, "Yeah?"

"Can you keep an eye on Zola for a few minutes?" he asked.

"Of course," she smiled and took the baby from his arms. "Hi beautiful!"

"Lexie's here, so we're gonna go downstairs," Mark and Owen walked up to the two. He pecked a gentle kiss onto Becca's lips. "Be back in a few,"

Mark, Owen, and Derek stepped off the elevator, finding Lexie sitting on the couch in the hotel lobby. She had her phone in her hands, reading over something.

"Hey," Derek said as the three men walked up to her.

"Hi," Lexie stood to her feet. "I was texting April. She's on her way over,"

"What did you tell her?" Mark raised an eyebrow.

"I asked her if she could spare a few minutes. I told her you wanted to thank her for getting us back together,"

Mark nodded.

Owen pulled a tape recorder from his pocket and held it out to Mark. "I already pressed record. We're gonna need that in order to get the board to understand what she's done,"

"Thanks," Mark took the device and placed it in the inside pocket of his suit.

"We'll be out in the courtyard if you need us," Derek and Owen moved to walk away.

"Wait," Mark stopped them. "Where are you guys going?"

"If she sees us she's going to get suspicious," Owen replied. "We'll be right outside, we're only here incase anything gets out of hand,"

Mark nodded. "Alright,"

"Get her, Lex," Derek nudged her arm, as he and Owen turned to walk away.

Lexie sat back down on the couch, looking back to her phone. Mark sighed and started to nervously pace back and forth.

"Calm down," Lexie said softly. "If she walks in here and sees me sitting here and you pacing, she's gonna know something's up,"

Mark popped his neck and moved to sit next to her. After a few minutes, he looked over her shoulder to see why she was so sucked into her phone. "Angry birds?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Yup," she forced a smile. "Been addicted ever since you got me started on it,"

"So," he sat back. "What we gonna tell her?"

"I already told her that you confessed your feelings for me to Becca, before the rehearsal. I said that Becca stormed out and is already on her way back to New York,"

Mark didn't say anything, just sighed with a nod.

Lexie looked away from her phone, turning to face him. "Just so you know, I do love you-"

"Oh Jesus Christ, Lexie," he groaned. "Don't start this shit again,"

"Can you let me finish?" she glared at him. "I love you, a part of me always will. You are an endeavor that didn't pan out the way I wanted it too, but I can always say that I learned something from you,"

"Oh yeah?" he raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"To not be so judgemental and not run from things,"

Mark nodded, not sure of what do say. "I owe you an apology,"

"For?"

"Not believing you," he explained. "I should haven known you would never do something like this. And...I do love you. I'm always here if you need something or someone to talk to,"

Lexie smiled and looked over his shoulder, seeing April come out of the elevator. "There she is," she whispered and grabbed his hand to lace her fingers around his. "Let's make this believable,"

April flipped her hair over her shoulder as she approached the two. "Hey Lexie. Hi Dr. Sloan,"

Mark and Lexie both stood and smiled. "Hello, Kepner," Mark replied.

"You look pretty happy," she smiled.

"Indeed I am," he wrapped an arm around Lexie's waist, pulling her closer. "Thanks for coming by to talk to us,"

"No problem," April grinned. "I'm just so happy to be the first person to see the two of you back together,"

"April," Lexie forced a smile. "We just wanted to let you know how thankful we are for what you've done for us,"

"Not a problem," April shook her head with a giddy smile and a giggle "It was easy as pudding,"

Mark chuckled along with her. "Kepner, how did you pull all this off exactly?"

"Oh that doesn't matter now," she smiled. "All that matters is that the two of you are together,"

"I was just curious,"

"It's okay. How convincing was my letter?" she giggled.

Mark forced a smile. "Oh, it came off a little creepy at first, but obviously it worked,"

"Well, I had a whole day off to type it up," she giggled.

"I just can't believe that you managed to switch Becca's pills," Lexie shrugged. "That had to of been tricky,"

"Oh, it was. It took me atleast twenty minutes just to figure out how to do it," April explained. "But, I just went to the pharmacy and pretended to sign my name in, switched the pills, then simply pretended to sign out. The staff down there are so stupid, they don't even make sure of anything,"

"You weren't worried that Becca could have a high grade seizure that could kill her?" Mark raised an eyebrow.

"Oh come on," April rolled her eyes. "She had already circled the drain weeks before anyway. It's not like anyone besides Addison would have cared if she croked,"

Lexie felt Mark tense up, as he let go of her. He could literally feel his blood boiling beneath his skin. If he was a lesser man, he would have reached out and slapped the red head infront of him. But, he was better than that, he would never raise his hand to a woman...evil or not.

"Mark," Lexie said with a slight warning in her voice.

"Why?" Mark glared at April, raising an eyebrow.

"Why what?"

"Why would you do something like this?"

"Because, I wanted to see you and Lexie back to-"

"Bullshit," he snapped. "You could have done something else. For some strange reason you put my wife's life at risk,"

"Wha-" April stood taken aback. What was happening? She had come over here to be thanked for her handy work, not have her head bitten off. "Wife? What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on, Kepner!" he raised his voice, causing passerbys to turn and look at the commotion. "This is all an act! My wife and wedding party are waiting for me upstairs. Lexie and I aren't back together,"

April shook her head in disbelief. "What the hell!"

"April," Lexie sighed. "Why did you do this?"

"Because of this!" April snapped as tears of anger welled up in her eyes. "Don't you get it? I'm always the outsider! Even when Jackson and I were the only ones left from the Mercy West residents, you all have always treated me like an outsider!"

"What the fuck," Mark snapped. "You tried to kill my wife because you felt like the loser that you are!"

"No!" she snapped back. "I did it because I wanted to see you suffer! You've always been such a bastard to me! You're snide remarks, your smart ass comments, trying to make me sound like a complete idiot!"

Lexie threw her hands up in defeat. "We're never gonna get the truth, Mark. None of the shit she is spewing is gonna make sense,"

"You want it to make sense?" April said with a bitter growl in her voice. "I did it because I knew that if Becca died, Mark would end up with you again. You would be his second best. You'd be with him everyday that you spent together, you'd know that he was only back with you because his wife was dead. Ontop of that, I knew that he would get hurt even more when you left him again, like you always have!"

A look of confusion washed over both Mark and Lexie's faces, the two of them looked at each other. "Oh, so this was about revenge on Mark for being mean to you?" Lexie raised an eyebrow. "What the hell have I ever done?"

"You're Miss Perfect," she replied. "Always getting away with everything, always picked to be on the good surgeries. Always favored by the good looking attendings. Shepherd favors you because you're his sister n law. Sloan favors you because he thinks he owes it to you. Hunt well..I'm pretty sure he picks you in order to stay in good graces with Meredith,"

"You're a fucking nut job," Mark sighed.

"No, I'm not," she replied, with a sly smile. "For once, I proved to you that I'm not the idiot that you think I am,"

Mark looked to Lexie and chuckled. "You're right about that, you're not an idiot," he pulled the tape recorder out of his pocket and smiled. "You're a total fucking moron,"

April Kepner's face fell and went ash white. Screwed. Completely and utterly screwed.