Hello fellow fanfictioners! So I know I haven't updated in a while and I will allow you to beat me, but I was and am really busy (typical I know). Honestly though I don't even know how I got this chapter because I had 3 soccer games this weekend plus other homework and last weekends have been spent on the same things. And I have 3 soccer tournaments between now and the second week of June. So here is a pretty long chapter to make up for my patheticness and I will REALLY REALLY REALLY try and update as soon as possible. It's just so hard during the week between soccer and school! So enjoy and thanks for all the lovely reviews and adds! I love you all very much!


"Hello?"

"Hey Margret. It's Marcus."

"Marcus, darling how are you doing? Any progress on Lexie?"

"Actually…that's what I am calling about. You see there's a reason I didn't try to find Lexie after she moved away. I was over her and somehow I convinced myself I was in love with her, but I am not. I may have just ruined her life in a lot of ways….and I don't need more added to the list. I have done enough to her."

"What the hell are you talking about? We had a deal! I knew I should have had a contract drawn up! Is it money you want? Because I have plenty of it."

"Look, Margret I say this in the nicest possible way. YOU'RE A PSYCHO. You need help and I think I know someone that can help you out."

"I don't need help! The only thing I need help with is getting that pathetic excuse for a girl away from Mark forever."

"What's so wrong with Lexie? She's smart, sweet, caring, and kind and everything Mark needs and wants. You know Mark doesn't exactly have the best reputation."

"All I know is he has a reputation for being a great surgeon and she is taking that away from him. I mean she is just some young bimbo looking to get his money and make her way up the hospital ladder a little faster than everybody else."

"I think your wrong Margret. Just look at the way they look at each other. What is this really about?"

"This is about getting you back on the job I am PAYING you to do. Come on you told me you loved Lexie!"

"I do," he said softly, "always have always will. But we have both moved on and it's best if I just leave with the girl of my dreams."

"Oh so it's about a girl eh? What's her name?"

"Okay I am leaving now Margret. Just think about what I said. Good-bye."

"Wait Marcus! I am having a party tomorrow. You should come. It's my way of making it up to you. And then you can leave. I won't bother you again. Just please come."

"Okay…but you better not be scheming up some crazy plan!

"Who me?" Margret let out a hyena laugh. "Oh Marcus. You should think better of me. See you tomorrow; 7 o'clock. Be there or be square." And with that she hung up.

By the time Mark persuaded Lexie to go home it was nearly 11 o' clock. She walked with an unconfident posture, feeble, leaning into Mark as if he was the only thing keeping her up. He whispered soothing words into her ear and placed light kisses down her neck the whole way home.

When they finally arrived home it was 11:30 and they were both exhausted. Lexie needed rest and Mark needed to peace and quiet to think. He liked to do that when Lexie was asleep. Her soft breath and intoxicating scent seemed to lull him to sleep like the sound of the ocean. Often, he would spend hours thinking about their future, feeling nothing but the way her baby soft skin molded to his.

Instead, Mark was greeted by the frantic voice of his mother.

"No I don't want carnations! Who do you think I am? I want Easter Lillie's or don't expect to hear from me again!" She hung up the phone and suddenly turned around as if she just noticed to presence of his son and his girlfriend. "Mark dear," she rushed over to give him a kiss on the cheek, "Lexie," she said coldly with a nod. Then she turned back to Mark. "Mark I am having a party! I would really like it if you and Lexie could make it! She could meet all of you uncles and cousins and some of my friends. There's nothing like a good old Upper East Side party," Margret said with a wink, none of the coldness she had given Lexie back in her voice. "So will you come?"

"Umm…Mom I really don't think now is a good time to have a party." He said looking down at Lexie's morose face.

"Okay, okay I understand. This is your house and all. Let me just make a few calls."

"Thanks Mom, I really appreciate it. Lexie and I are going to go to bed now. Good night."

"Night dear."

Margret Sloan never cancelled anything.

"Here Lex, sit down here. I'll go get you some pajamas." Mark rushed over to her dresser and pulled out the first thing he saw and tossed it over to her. "Let me help you."

"Mark, I may be drunk, but I can put on my own pajamas!" she said standing up, swaying slightly. "And I may be drunk, but you really picked out this for me to wear?" she held up the awful outfit and giggled. "I thought you liked me?"

"You would look gorgeous in anything. All you need to do is just crawl into bed and sleep. We have rounds tomorrow morning."

"Oh, I don't think we will be getting much sleep tonight…" Lexie peeled off her shirt and jeans and throw them to the floor making an audible thump. Then, she crawled onto to the bed and over to Mark immediately connecting her lips to Mark.

"Lex…" Mark said trying to end this before it got too heated. "I don't think we should do this tonight. You know I would be the first person to jump on this kind of opportunity, but you're drunk and probably horny and I don't want to take advantage of you."

"Shh…" Lexie said leaning in to kiss him again. "It takes two to tango and I want this just as much as you do." She lifted his shirt and began kissing her way does his neck. "So just shut up and kiss me."

Mark did exactly as he was told. For a while he allowed himself to enjoy the moment. Their lips molded together perfectly and his tongue easily slipped into her mouth, tasting her sweet scent. It wasn't long before all their clothes were discarded.

"Now Mark, please."

Mark sighed. "I don't know Lex. We don't we just put our clothes on and go back to be-"

"NO."

"Or we could sleep nude, whatever."

"Please Mark. Please. My life recently has just been so awful between you and Marcus and everything and I just need to forget. I need you to help me forget. Even if it is only for a few hours. So, please."

Looking down at her, Mark realized that he was most definitely a goner. How could he deny her anything? She was smart, sweet, and funny and everything he was not. She was his other half. He wanted things with her that he never dreamed were imaginable with Mark Sloan. He would do anything for the gorgeous girl lying under him. And nobody would ever get in the way of that. "Okay," he finally said. "But we have to talk later."

"I know," she whispered. "But later. I just need you to be with me right now."

"Always. I promise."

And that was the one promise Mark Sloan swore on himself that he would keep forever.

So what did you think? I bit of Mark and Lexie fluff for you. But there is lots of drama to come. I promise :) PLEASE REVIEW!!!! See you guys later! ~Twitterpatted