Author: Another small drabble. It is, techinally, tomorrow. This one was requested by modernxxmyth, so I hope that it is enjoyed.
Second Chance
George couldn't be more excited. He had stood up to the Chief and now he would be getting the second chance that he deserved. Lexie looked up, her eyes shining in surprise. She smiled, sharing in his excitement. Without thinking, he caught her up into a quick kiss and walked away, trying to find their liquor to celebrate. She paused, her fingers gently brushing over her lips.
She had fallen for George the moment she seen all that he could be as a doctor and a best friend. She had envied Izzie for having the part of George she didn't believe was possible for her. Lexie was the younger Grey. She wasn't beautiful like Meredith, and she was definitely not a force like Izzie Stephens.
Somehow, in the middle of all that she was and wasn't, George had found her. He brought out the best in her. George O'Malley brought out the Lexie Grey that her alcoholic father had squashed years ago.
Hearing him yell something about missing booze, she let her fingers drop and took a step toward the door. It might not be fate or destiny. He was probably caught up in the excitement of a second chance at freedom. Lexie could handle that, because his freedom would give her hope that someday… she might get her second chance too.