Okay, I know that this seems bad, but don't worry. I just want my story to turn into the whole she wakes up from a coma and they magically get back together.

Okay, so this is the day after the last chapter.

I don't own anything.

Mark Sloan was finishing up a surgery when Derek came into the O.R.

"Dr. Sloan, are you about finished?" Derek asked coming towards him.

"Yeah," he said finishing up a stitch when it hit him. "Is something wrong with Lexie?"

"Not exactly, she's awake." Derek said smiling at him.

……………..

Mark knocked on Lexie's door. Meredith, who had been talking to Lexie, left as Mark came in.

"Hey..." He said coming towards her.

"Mark, we can't do this." She said looking up at him.

"Do what?"

"Get back together after everything that happened. We can't just forget any of it because I was in a coma."

"Lexie…" He started to say and put his hand on her face. She slapped it away.

"No, Mark! We never talked about this. How it was such a big deal that I slept with Alex, but I shouldn't care that you slept with Addison? That's not okay. I can't do this anymore. All the pain, I just can't do that again. I love you, Mark, I really do, but I just, I can't…"

"Lexie…"

"No, please just leave."

"Why?"

"Because I've fallen in love with you and I have to learn to let that go."

Mark could feel tears welling up in his eyes and quickly turned and left.

"But, I don't want to let that go." She whispered after he left. There was nothing in the world than she wanted more to get back together with him, but she didn't want to be one of those women who got tangled up in a complicated web that only ended in pain.

She slowly leaned back against her pillows, crouched into a small ball on the side of the bed, and started to cry herself to sleep.

What made all of this so much harder is that she had heard everything he had said over the past few months.

After a few minutes of whole hearted sobbing, she realized that she didn't want them to be over and that she might have just ruined their chances of getting back together.

Feeling cold and alone, she slowly drifted off to sleep.