A/N - Hey guys! So I'm not really sure if you are liking the story or not and I'm not sure if I should continue it so please review and let me know if you want me to continue. Anyways, this is the longest chapter so far and the next one should be out very soon, Again, please review and let me know if I should continue.
"Meredith told me she didn't come home last night."
"What?" Callie asked, not looking away from her charts.
"I talked to her this morning. She said Lexie stayed at Avery's again."
"Oh Mark. Calm down, they're just friends." Callie rolled her eyes, gathered up her charts and walked away. Mark hurried after her.
"Are you sure?" Mark asked as he caught up with her.
"Yes, I'm sure. They're all friends."
"I've never even seen her hang out with the guy until…" Marks voice trailed off as him and Callie stopped in the middle of the waiting room, watching who had just entered the hospital.
"Thank you for letting me stay here last night, Jackson. I had a lot of fun," Lexie exclaimed as she got ready for work. Since she had only the clothes she wore to the bar two nights before, Jackson let her borrow a sweatshirt to wear into the hospital. She reword the jeans from the other night. It didn't matter because once they'd got there, they'd just change into their scrubs.
"No problem. I had fun too." Jackson smiled at Lexie. The two locked eyes for a second until Jackson opened the door. "Um, I guess we better go," he said. "We don't want to be late."
"Oh, yeah." Lexie attempted to walk past Jackson and out the door but she felt a hand stop her.
He knew it was wrong and he knew he shouldn't do this, but he had too. She was there, she was wearing his clothes, and she was perfect.
He grabbed her by the arm and in one, continuous, smooth motion, he spun her around to face him and kissed her. He knew it was a good sign when she didn't pull away.
Lexie felt his lips on hers and it felt wrong. She wanted to stop, she had a weird feeling of infidelity –even though they broke up– towards Mark. Even though every thought coming out of her mind told her to stop, she couldn't.
Jackson pushed her up against the wall, without breaking the kiss, and stepped closer to her. Their bodies were together now, no space in between. After a couple minutes of making out, Jackson slowly pulled away, keeping his arm on the wall above her shoulder.
"Um…" Lexie started.
"I've wanted to do that for so long." Jackson leaned in and whispered in her ear.
Lexie couldn't help but smile. Maybe this is what she needed. Meredith had told her to move on.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Lexie smiled and nodded. "I've been hoping you'd do that." She whispered back to him.
Jackson smiled. He wasn't sure what reaction he'd get, especially since Mark's visit last night. Mark seemed to really care about her, and Jackson wasn't sure if the feeling was mutual after what Mark had done to her. Jackson moved his hand down and grabbed Lexie's wrist, they both smiled and laughed as he lead her out the door.
"Now…" Mark's eyes widened and his jaw dropped when he saw Lexie and Jackson walk into the hospital together, hand in hand. Mark felt an unusual pain in his chest when he saw them laughing together; when he saw Lexie, dressed in an oversized shirt that he assumed to be Jacksons.
After a moment of silence, as Mark and Callie followed a happy Lexie and a flirtatious Jackson glide through the hospital, Callie finally broke the silence. "Well she said she wanted to move on right?" Mark glared at his best friend. He angrily marched away to his first surgery of the day.
"Hey!" Lexie yelled when she found Sadie. Lexie had already gone to the locker room and changed into her scrubs. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!" Lexie ran up and hugged her.
"Yeah, I've been really busy lately, studying and stuff." Sadie smiled as they hugged again. "So," Sadie started. "What's the news on Sloan.?"
"Oh yeah, you don't know." Lexie leaned in and rested her elbows on the nurse's station. "So, me and Mark… Not going to work out. We've had a couple moments since you and I last talked but I officially broke up with him the other night."
"Aww man! I liked you two together," Sadie said with a laugh. "Why are you so happy?"
"Well, after I broke up with Mark, I… um." Lexie looked down, her cheeks turning red. "I went to Joe's and got drunk. Jackson took me home and I stayed at his place. He drove me here."
"Wait, I thought you said you broke up with Mark the other day?" Sadie asked pensively. "How long did you stay at Jacksons?"
Lexie laughed. "A couple days."
"What!?" Sadie raised her eyebrows and playfully punched Lexie in the shoulder. "Tell me what happened!"
"Meredith told me I needed to move on. Nothing happened with Jackson. All we did was talk and watch movies." Lexie blushed even more than she already was.
"No you didn't, I can tell you're lying!"
"I'm not lying! About the movies or the talking. But something did happen. He kissed me this morning."
"Damn Lex! How do you have two of the hottest guys at this hospital?" All Lexie could do was smile. She didn't know what was happening with her and Jackson but as of right now, she was happy. Nothing that happened in the past mattered. She was starting over.
"Avery!" Mark yelled at the unsuspecting resident.
"What now?"
"You're on my service. We have a surgery." Mark said in a loud, emotionless voice.
"Are you sure you want me to be in your OR? It didn't seem like it when you were accusing me of drugging Lexie." Jackson straightened his back and crossed his arms, getting into a more aggressive stance.
Mark's voice dropped. "You were taking care of the girl I think I love. Of course I want you in my OR." Mark only half-meant what he was saying. Jackson didn't know Mark could tell something was going on with him and Lexie. Mark just figured if Jackson was in the OR with him, he couldn't be off somewhere with Lexie.
"Okay?" Jackson suspiciously followed behind Mark to their patient's room.
At the end of the day, Jackson found Lexie changing in the locker room. He leaned up against the door.
"Hey," he greeted, letting her know he was there.
"Oh, hey," she replied awkwardly as she pulled up her pants.
"Um, sorry for walking in on you like this." He gestured to her body.
"Oh, um, it's fine. It's not like you didn't see it all the other night." She took off her scrub top and grabbed the tee-shirt she had borrowed from Jackson. "Actually, I know all I have been doing recently is asking you for things but can you do me one more favor?"
"Anything."
"Can you drive me back to Meredith's? She's in surgery and I haven't seen Alex all day." Lexie grabbed her bag and walked over towards Jackson.
"Yeah, no problem," Jackson stood there. "Um, about this morning.." he trailed off, looking into her eyes. She was only a few feet away from him. He slowly stepped towards her and once he was close enough, he put his hand around her back, bringing them closer together.
Lexie knew what he was doing and she didn't know what to think. She wasn't sure if she wanted it or not and she was too busy thinking to move.
He then put his other arm around her back too. He slowly leaned in and to the left. They stood there, their faces barely an inch away until finally, he leaned forwards and their mouthed touched. The kiss was slow and gentle. He pulled away and leaned his forehead against hers.
"Was that okay?" He whispered.
Lexie looked up into his sea green eyes and bit her lip. She exhaled, just now realizing she had been holding her breath. "Yeah," She whispered back to him. "That was okay."
He smiled and leaned in again for another kiss. This time faster but just as gentle. It was a change from the way Mark kissed her, hard and passionate. Everything about Jackson was more calm and gentle and he was definitely less intimidating. After a few minutes, they pulled away and walked out of the locker room. Jackson rested his arm over her shoulders as they walked through the hospital.
Mark was standing on the balcony when he saw the two leave together. His mood instantly soured, especially since he still had a few more surgeries and he was on call.
"Hello?" Lexie yelled as she walked into Meredith's house.
"Hey!" She heard Alex reply from the other room. Lexie dropped her stuff by the front door and kicked off her shoes. After grabbing a bottle of water from the kitchen, Lexie went and sat next to Alex on the couch in the living room.
"Whatcha watching?" She asked as she stuffed her mouth with some popcorn Alex had been eating.
"I'm not sure, but it's pretty good." Alex pulled his bowl of popcorn away from Lexie. "Go make your own." Lexie rolled her eyes and got up to make some quick microwaveable popcorn. "What the hell is that?" Alex asked when he saw her oversized shirt.
"Oh!" Lexie looked down at her shirt. "It's Jackson's. I should probably go change." Alex continued to eat his popcorn as Lexie went up to the attic.
Lexie decided to sort through her clothes and do the laundry since she hadn't been home in a couple of days. She folded Jackson's shirt and found a couple of tee-shirts and a sweatshirt of Mark's that she must have worn home after a night at his apartment. She decided to fold his clothes and give them back. Keeping them around would only prevent her from moving on. She decided she'd go drop them off on her way to work in the morning.
After being on call all night, Mark had the day off work. He planned on sleeping in as late as possible since there was no reason for him to get up. He had no girlfriend, no plans, Derek and him weren't speaking, and Callie was working. He was happy he was finally going to get a chance to sleep after the events of the week, however, plans don't always work out. He was woken up early in the morning, just hours after he fell asleep, by a soft knocking on the door.
"What?" He called out as he drug himself out of bed, wearing only his pants and no shirt. He stumbled over to the door and slightly opened it, leaning against the wall with the edge of the door at his other side. As soon as he realized who was standing there he straightened his posture. "Oh, um, hey," he said as he moved out of the way to let her in.
Lexie stood there with his clothes in her arms. "It's okay, I'll stay out here," she said, trying not to stare at his body. Why did he always have to answer the door with his shirt off, she wondered. "I-I just came by to, um, return these…" Her voice trailed off by the end of her sentence and she held out the clothes closer to Mark.
"Oh." Mark was disappointed that this was all she came to do. He was hurt, it seemed now like this thing between them was finally over, just because of this one little gesture; this one little action. "Really?"
"Yeah," Lexie said, unsurely. These were the only things left that showed that they had a relationship. They never took pictures because they didn't want the secret to get out. This was it. "Take them."
Mark grabbed the clothes and looked through them. He smiled remembering the way she pranced around in them while making something in the kitchen.
"What?" She asked.
"Oh nothing. Just memories." Lexie let out a little smile as she remembered that he gave her his sweatshirt after they ran inside from the rain and she had no other clothes. Mark remembered that she too had left clothes at his apartment. "Oh, um, I have some of your stuff too if you want me to go get it," he said.
"Um, what time is it?" She asked, realizing she didn't have a watch.
Mark looked over at his microwave. "It's 6:15."
"Um, yeah. I don't have to be to rounds until 7:00 today."
Mark smiled as Lexie entered his apartment.
"I'll just go get your stuff…" Mark stood there awkwardly for a second before turning away to his room. Once he got to the doorway he stopped and turned back towards her. "You can come help me look… incase I miss anything."
"Okay, sure." Lexie agreed before realizing this could all be part of Mark's plan to seduce her. She followed him into the room timidly as he opened up his closed.
"You can look through the drawers," he said while she stood in the doorway.
Lexie walked over to his dresser and started opening his drawers, top to bottom. She found two of her dress shirts that she must have taken off in exchange for one of his tee-shirts.
"Is that it?" Mark asked.
"Yeah, this is all I found."
Mark looked down at the two shirts, imagining what Lexie looked like in them. "I found another shirt, and…" Mark softened his voice. "These." He held out two pairs of underwear and a purple bra.
"Oh, um." Lexie chuckled and grabbed her clothes from him. "Thank you," she said as she walked out the door to his apartment.
"You're welcome," Mark replied. "And thank you," he said, gesturing to the pile of clothes she gave him. Lexie smiled and shut the door behind her when she left. Mark went back to his room and flopped down onto his head. He groaned into his pillow and tried to go back to sleep.
A week later, Jackson and Lexie are the talk of the hospital. Everyone is talking about how she left a guy that didn't treat her right, to a handsome gentleman who would give her anything she wants.
Mark and Lexie don't talk. If they see each other in the hospital, all they do is smile and wave.
Derek's and Mark's relationship has improved since the break up. Derek knows that Mark can't hurt Lexie if they're not together and Mark has no reason to be mad at Derek for telling him to stay away from Little Grey anymore.
Lexie has been staying at Jackson's apartment so she only sees her sister, Alex, Sadie, and April at the hospital. They go out for drinks every night and laugh and have fun. Lexie is genuinely happy, but there's something missing. She just can't figure it out.
Mark knows there's something missing in his life… and he knows it's Lexie. She changed him, for better or for worse. He misses her like crazy and seeing her with Jackson hurts. He too –as much as he doesn't want to believe it– knows Jackson is good to her. Him and Jackson have been working on a lot of plastics cases together and Mark can't hate him, because he's good.
"Oh, um, hey," Lexie said, walking up to the main counter in the entrance of the hospital where Mark was standing. "I'm on your service today."
"Okay," Mark said, without looking at her. They stood in silence for a few seconds.
"Okay, so who's your first su-"
Mark cut her off before she could finish her sentence. "I miss you." He looked over at her. He watched as her face turned bright red.
"Mark."
"A lot."
"I-I'm with Jackson, Mark."
"I know." Mark turned back to the counter and grabbed his charts. "We've got an ass implant first." Mark turned away and started walking.
"Oh." Lexie snapped out of her thoughts and followed him.
"Hello, Miss Ryan," Mark greeted as he entered his patient's room. "I'm Dr. Mark Sloan, head of plastics and this is my resident Dr. Lexie Grey."
Lexie and the patient exchanged a short greeting before Mark started talking again as he sat down in front of a computer. "This program shows a rendering of what you can expect it to look like after the implant." Mark turned his screen towards the patient.
"That looks perfect." Miss Ryan looked closely at the screen. "Can we make changes to this though?"
"Um yeah, totally." Mark replied. "What do you want?"
"I want that." Mark turned around to see Miss Ryan pointing at Lexie's ass. He smiled because Lexie looked uncomfortable, her face bright red.
"Sorry?" He asked.
"This is going to sound weird, but even through your scrubs and that white coat, I can tell you, Dr. Grey, have a nice juicy ass that guys would love to touch and grab."
"Um." Lexie narrowed her eyes, she couldn't believe what the patient had just said, and now she was at a loss for words.
"It's a nice ass." Mark chirped in.
"Can you show me what Dr. Grey's ass would look like?" The patient asked.
Mark nodded his head and adjusted settings on his program until it showed a butt that resembled Lexie Grey's.
"Oh, that's nice." She said.
"Um," Lexie started to speak. "Sorry, Mark? Can we speak in the hall for a second?"
Mark smiled and turned around in his chair. He stood up and gestured to the door. When Lexie left, he followed her out.
"Don't you think this is a little inappropriate?" Lexie asked.
"Yes." Mark replied curtly.
"Okay." Lexie crossed her arms. "People only do this to their bodies for a guy. Are you sure she's doing this for the right reasons?"
"Her reasons don't matter." Mark replied. "Almost 50 percent of implant patients come back because they realize they made a mistake. If she doesn't want it, she'll come back."
"Mark, shouldn't we talk her out of it?"
"Lexie," he raised his voice. "We can not talk a patient out of a surgery because we think she's doing it for the wrong reasons." Mark ran his hand through his hair.
"Isn't it a little inappropriate to be talking about my ass in front of the patient."
Mark let out a little chuckle. "Probably," he paused. "But it's a nice ass and I see why she wants it."
"Mark!"
Mark put his hand on the outside of Lexie's thigh and slowly moved up and back until he was at her ass.
"Mark, stop!" She said, pushing his arm away.
"What? I'm going to need to check it out if I have to recreate it on a patient."
They both laughed and Mark took a step closer.
"Hey guys," Jackson said suspiciously as he walked over to the two. "What's going on?"
"Oh hey, Jackson. We're just working on a case," she said.
Mark and Jackson exchanged battling looks.
"Okay," he said, turning back to his girlfriend. "You good?"
"Yes, I'm good." Lexie smiled up at her boyfriend.
"Okay." He said. He stepped closer to her, pushing her up against a door and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. He pulled her in for a deep, aggressive but gentle kiss before walking away. Jackson had seen everything Mark and Lexie had just done, including Mark grabbing her ass. Jackson decided to show Mark that Lexie is off limits. She giggled happily when he pulled away.
Mark glared at Jackson when he walked away. He then turned back towards Lexie and, with a soured mood, he crossed his arms. "So, are you okay with this?"
"Not really, but yeah. Let's do this." Lexie walked back into their patient's room, Mark following close behind.
"Hello again, Miss Ryan. Sorry about that."
"Oh no, it's okay. My ass can wait. I'm sure whatever you were talking about was more important." Lexie looked over and realized we blinds were open. The patient saw everything that just happened.
"Oh, I'm so so-" Lexie started to reply. Mark cut her off before she could finish.
"We were talking about your implant. Dr. Grey hear doesn't think you're doing this for the right reasons."
"Dr. Sloan!" Lexie raised her voice. "Um, I'm sorry, but does this have anything to do with a boyfriend or something?"
"I get it, why is this stick shaped patient getting a big butt, right?" She asked. "I promise you, there isn't a guy involved. Sure it might attract more guys which can't hurt, but I swear I'm doing this just for myself. I'm sure guys stare at your ass all the time, I'm sure you can find the perfect pair of jeans to fit over your perfect curve, and I'm sure you've never been self conscious about wearing a bikini."
"I'm sorry what?" Lexie asked.
"Guys don't stare at my ass, jeans droop over my sad, little ass, and yeah I'm skinny, but I have to buy two different sized pieces just to make a bikini fit. When it gets wet, just like the jeans, the bottoms droop over my ass. I'm sure when you wear a bikini, the material stays nice and tight, right?" Lexie stood there, speechless. "Dr. Grey, I promise, I'm doing this only for me." Lexie smiled at the patient's confidence and nodded her head.
"Okay!" Mark started in. "Well now that that's over with, how about we start drawing." Mark grabbed out his marker to map out where to cut on Miss Ryan's butt. "You don't have to stay for this," Mark said, turning towards Lexie.
"Oh, no, I'll stay." Lexie walked a little closer to him as Miss Ryan laid down, stomach first, onto the table. Lexie softened her voice. "Um, were you serious about… needing to um, see mine." She whispered into his ear.
Mark turned towards her, putting a latex glove on. "I've seen it." He whispered back. Lexie bit her lip and nodded as she turned away to go sit in one of the chairs.
"So how was your day?" Jackson asked as he drove Lexie home.
"It was really good, actually." She replied.
"How many surgeries did you watch?" Jackson asked, curious.
"Oh I didn't watch any today but I assisted on one."
"Oh yeah?" Jackson asked, afraid the answer to his next question would be Mark. "With who?"
"Dr. Sloan."
"He's really great at his job isn't he," Jackson said in annoyance. He was annoyed because he wanted to hate Mark, but he couldn't since he was interested in plastics, and Mark seemed to be interested in teaching him. "Just great…"
Jackson and Lexie made small talk all the way back to Meredith's house. He walked her up to the door because he had one more thing to say. He'd been trying to say it all day, but he was, well, it was almost like he was afraid to ask. Once they got to the door, he let it out. "So, um. I know this is weird but, have you been…" He trailed off, not knowing how to word it. "With Mark?" He asked quickly.
"What?" Lexie smiled. "No! Jackson, I'm with you. Mark is… Mark and I, w-we're done." Jackson didn't feel totally reassured by that response. That is, until Lexie grabbed his head and placed a big, happy kiss on his lips. "I'm with you."
"And I'm with you," he replied, kissing her once more before he turned away to go back to his apartment. Lexie bit her lip and admired her boyfriend as he drove away in his expensive car before going inside and shutting the door.
A/n - Again, please review and let me know if you'd like me to continue this story, it helps a lot. Also, I've got a LOT planned for the next chapter and I'm super excited so please please please let me know. The next chapter should be out very soon.