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"What do you mean he wants something?" Mark asked, protectively putting his arm around Lexie.

"He recently found a new attraction. It could be from a picture, or the new, or some other source. And he will not stop until he gets what he wants."" Jane said turning to look at the group.

"All right," Lisbon said as she looked at her team. "Cho set up a temporary interrogation room; Rigsby and Van Pelt go canvas, anything suspicious, question it; Jane and I will talk to the staff."

"Okay, boss." All of the agents said and walked off.

Rigsby and Van Pelt had been walking around and so far there was nothing suspicious.

"Jane's gonna do whatever he can to get what he wants on this one. That might mean ratting us out." Rigsby said looking at her.

"Why would it be such a bad thing if people figured out that we're together?" She said, turning around after the doors closed. They had just stepped into the elevator. They had no idea how much significance it had to the hospital or that they were about to add to its long list of important things that had happened.

"You know why." He said looking at her. "Department rules."

"Maybe I'm sick of the rules." She replied looking into his eyes.

"Isn't this the exact same conversation we had in the car? We already talked about this."

"No, we didn't. You said we would, but we never did. If we had I would have told you that I love you. That I don't always want to be sneaking around afraid someone's gonna find out. I love you and I want the world to know." She said, before he could reply the elevator doors opened.

As they stepped out onto the hallway, a man with a knife jumped out at Grace. He grabbed her and tried to stab her, but she wouldn't let him. She fought with him over the knife before it s his broad chest. He fell to the floor. As she sat beside him, he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her.

"Tell Jane that Red John says that you're going to lose." He then laughed and before they knew it he was dead.

"Grace," Rigsby said, picking his girlfriend up from where she had been crouched.

"He tried to stab me. He tried to kill me." She sobbed, throwing herself into his arms.

"Shh… Shhh… It's okay, he's gone now." He said stroking her hair.

She pulled away and he could see a deep cut on her forehead.

"Grace, you're bleeding." He said. He could hear someone rounding the corner.

It was the younger Dr. Grey.

"What happened?" She asked, looking at the body and the blood running down Grace's face.

"He attacked me." She replied.

"Let me see." She said approaching her.

"This looks deep. I should stitch it up so it doesn't get infected."

"No, I'm fine." She said as Rigsby's phone rang. After a few seconds, he hung up.

"That was Lisbon. She needs my help with something. She also said to bring Jane whatever the man gave you."

"Here take it." She said as she handed it to him and then stood up.

"Grace, let Dr. Grey stitch you up."

"Wayne-"

"I love you." He said with a smirk on his face.

"I hate you." She said laughing. He smiled back then left.

"Hi Agent Van Pelt, I'm Dr. Grey, but you can call me Lexie." Lexie said as she got out the supplies to stitch her up.

"Call me Grace. Now you're not gonna screw up my face, are you?"

"Nope," Lexie said smiling, "I happen to live with one of the best plastic surgeons in the state."

"Ooh, who?" Grace asked. She couldn't help laughing to herself at the fact that no matter where she went she could strike up a conversation.

"Dr. Sloan." She said smiling as she put all of the supplies out in a tray.

"That's Jane's cousin's best friend, right?"

"Yeah, so what's the deal with you and Agent Rigsby?"

"Well..." She said, trying to think of how to sum up the complicated relationship between her and Wayne. "I started working there about a year and a half ago and it was obvious that he liked me, but nobody knew that I also liked him. And there were all these rules and it just wouldn't work, not yet at least. And then he almost died twice and I knew that I loved him so much that it hurt. And we kissed in front of the whole unit, but it didn't count because he was hypnotized. Then just before Halloween, we had this case in a haunted house and we were in a secret passageway and I screamed because there was something on my leg and he grabbed me and we started laughing, then he said Grace, but then he said never mind and just as I turned around he pulled me back. He said: 'Grace, I love you. I've loved you since the moment I met you. Screw the rules, screw the CBI, I need you.' I was speechless and we almost kissed, but then Jane interrupted. In the car on a stakeout later I said that it wasn't the right time, but then I started to realize that my heart had other ideas, so later I pulled him into a side room and started kissing him. We've been together ever since."

"Hold still." Lexie said, as she started to stitch her up. "Trust me; the secret will get to you. Mark is Derrick's best friend and my sister, Meredith, is Derrick's wife and he to be kind of a manwhore so he told him to stay away from me, or in his words: 'Keep little Sloan out of little Grey. But, we got together anyway. It drove me crazy. I used to live in my sister's attic and I'd have to sneak him out and sneak food up to him. And then I said 'And do you know who that makes you?' And he said 'Your boyfriend?" And then I said 'No, Anne Frank. I am dating Anne Frank. I wanna go downstairs with you. I wanna tell the Germans to kiss my ass. And he told Derrick and Derrick beat him up, but now things are great. Trust me, it's worth it."

"Yeah, I'm starting to feel like it." She replied.

"Okay, you're done." There was a knock on the door.

"Lexie, the chief said that Agent Lisbon needs to see us and to bring Agent Van Pelt." Meredith said opening the door.

"Okay, Mer, just give me a sec." She said as she put the remaining supplies away.

"Hi." Grace said as she stood up. "You must be the other Dr. Grey. Meredith, right? I'm Grace."

"Yeah, I'm Meredith. Lexie, let's go. Derrick's trying a new surgery and wants me to scrub in. Hurry up."

"Mer, will you relax? Derrick's your husband, for God's sake. He won't give the surgery to someone else if you're a second late."

"I know, but I gave a great surgery to Alex because he was all upset about Izzie coming back, only to leave again and I need to cut or I'm gonna go crazy." She said, but Lexie was still putting stuff away. That was the problem with a photographic memory; everything had to go in the right place.

"Meredith! Wait one second!"

"Lexie, one of my best friends died last year, another one has cancer and we don't know where the hell she is, and I just got back because I gave your dad, the man who used to pour my cereal, a part of my liver." She said. Uh, oh. Lexie thought. I know that voice.

"Meredith, no. No dark and twisty. Remember, happy married you that Cristina hates? See, I'm leaving." She said, running towards the door and shutting it behind her.

As the three walked down the hall, they had no idea the fate that was awaiting the two Grey sisters.