Seattle, Washington…
He had called everybody in their circle of friends to see if any of them knew why she left or where she went. Nobody knew that she was even gone, and nobody had any idea why. Her odd behavior over the last few days had been evident to everybody, but not even Cristina knew what attributed to it. The next day, he awoke without her in his bed. He found himself missing her in his arms, which was weird. They were just having sex. They weren't a couple. They were never planning into a relationship. They're in a sexual… non-relationship. They were friends, that's it. That's all she wanted out of him.
He sighed and pulled himself out of bed. After showering and changing, he headed downstairs to the empty kitchen. Izzie and George had long since moved out leaving Alex and Meredith alone. That might have been what started it all. They were alone, and nobody was there to say 'no.' Somehow, late night watching movies and eating popcorn lead to falling asleep in each other's arms on the couch which lead to sex.
After grabbing some coffee, he headed out the door for work. He knew it was going to be a long day without their meetings in the on-call room.
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"Hear anything?" Izzie asked when she saw Alex walking in. He just shook his head and made his way to his locker wordlessly.
"Aw, Evil Spawn misses his sex-buddy." Christina cooed mockingly.
"Shut it, Yang." He said with a glare.
"What is wrong with her?" George thought out loud.
"Do you think we'd be asking the same question if we knew, Bambi?" Christina snapped.
"My name is George!"
"It's Bambi."
"George!"
"Bambi!"
"Shut up!" Izzie yelled making them look at her. "We're at work. This isn't the place to be yelling."
"Whatever, Barbie." Christina rolled her eyes before walking out. George followed close behind. Izzie turned her gaze to Alex. He was shutting his locker after putting all his things away and changing.
"Do you miss her?"
"I'm perfectly fine." He said slightly coldly unsure if it's the truth but left it as that and walked out.
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New York City, New York…
He stared at his sister as she stirred her cereal. She hadn't looked at him or said anything since she said "Good Morning" to him.
"What?" She snapped harsher than she anticipated. Letting out a sigh, she looked at him apologetically. "Sorry. I've got a lot on my mind."
"What's wrong, Mer?"
"What do you mean?"
"You show up out of the blue, you look like you have a lot on your mind, and you refuse to talk about Seattle."
"I missed you." He gave her a disbelieving look. She sighed. "Maybe you were right?"
"Of course I was." He said with a pompous smirk. "What was I right about?"
"I should have just come to New York."
"Well, I could have told you that. It rains in Seattle."
"And when it rains it pours. And when it pours everybody's lives go down the toilet. I think I have a freaking cloud over my head all time."
"Somehow, I think we aren't talking about rain anymore." Her eyes filled with tears as they fell back to her bowl of cereal. "Talk to me, Mer. Tell big brother what's wrong." She let the tears roll off her cheeks. And he realized that something was really wrong. "Did something happen? Are you okay?" He moved to her side pulling her into his arms.
"Mark… I'm… I'm pregnant." She cried into his shoulder as her body shook with sobs.