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Needless to say, the party is over. Everyone from the hospital, who is at the party quickly get in their cars, and drive towards Seattle Grace.
Lexie, Meredith, Izzie, and the twins arrive at the hospital first, closely followed by Richard and Adele, and Mark and Addison. When they reach Alex's room, they see a middle aged woman, with bleached blonde hair, and clothes that would look ridicules, even on someone half her age, arguing with the head nurse. They quite clearly can hear her say. "Why can't you just do this now? I've got places to be."
They are all understandably horrified, how can someone care so little about their child's life.
Mark leans over, and whispers to Addison. "I suddenly have a whole new level of sympathy for Karev."
"Now I know what he meant about having a bad childhood." Addison remarks, also in a hushed tone.
It is over three hours later when everyone has said their goodbyes, whilst trying to block out Alex's mother's constant loud mouthed remarks.
Meredith, Lexie, Izzie, Christina, Richard, and Bailey crowd into the room, along with Alex's mother as an unknown intensive care doctor prepares to shut down the life support.
Eventually the doctor turns around, and asks. "Is everyone ready?"
Alex's mother scoffs, and quickly retorts. "I was ready FOUR hours ago, can you just do this already?"
Everyone else in the room shoots her a disgusted look, and then Meredith takes Lexie's hand in her as she says. "Okay."
The doctor methodically works to turn off each machine.
Within a minute all the monitors show that he has died, he is at rest, at last.
Alex's funeral is held two days later. Lexie and Meredith have worked together to arrange a simple, but fitting service. Alex's dear mother had left barely minutes after the life support had been stopped, refusing to have any involvement in the funeral, whatsoever.
They've called on Bailey to do the eulogy, they would've done it themselves, but they know that neither of them will get through it.
They've done everything they need to so that Alex can be buried at the memorial, where they have decided to hold a graveside funeral. He wouldn't have wanted the church with the hundreds of people there who would've barely recognized him if they passed him in the street.
They've chosen a few flower arrangements, but nothing too over the top.
And after a lot of hunting and indecision, they've found a photo of Alex, to place beside the coffin during the funeral.
At three pm sharp everyone starts to arrive, close friends only, all dressed in black. They each take turns to see Alex's body, say those meaningless words that are expected at funerals.
After half an hour, everyone is seated, and Bailey takes her place beside the coffin. She hesitates for a minute, looking at the open coffin of her former intern, a man she had seen grow from an arrogant know it all, to an excellent surgeon with so much potential.
Wiping away a tear Bailey begins. "Alex Karev was ...I could just follow the script, and say he was a great man, perfect, but honestly, that would be a disservice to his memory." She pauses for a moment. "Alex came from an abusive, uncaring home, and when he came to Seattle Grace, his style reflected that."
A few people look at Bailey questioningly, but she ignores it, and continues.
"Karev was my intern for three years, and in that time, I thought him and everyone else in his group would drive me insane. He asked all the stupid questions, made all the mistakes..."
At this point more than a few people are unsure of where this is going, but at the same time, they all agree with what she's saying.
"But by asking those questions, and making those mistakes, he was on his way to being an excellent surgeon. I couldn't have been more proud of him if I tried." Her voice lowers, and they struggle to hear as she says. "I should have told him that, he should have known what he really meant to us all." Then, speaking at a normal volume again, she finishes by saying. "Alex Karev wasn't perfect, he didn't try to be. But in the time I have known him, he was well on his was to becoming a great man. He was taken too soon."
Bailey walks away from the coffin, and as she goes back to her seat, she can see that everyone there either is or is on the verge of crying.
Several more people take turns to say a few words about Alex, before the coffin is lowered into the ground.
The trial rolls around several weeks later, and everyone is there as the jury foreman reads the verdict. "On the three charges of murder in the first degree, we find the defendants..."
They all hold their breath.
"Guilty."
There is a collective sigh of relief, and it only gets better with each saying of that wonderful word 'Guilty'.
The next morning the court is back in session, and the judge has made his decision on each of the protestors' sentences. And an hour later, what all the talking equates to is – Leaders of the group each get life sentences, possibility of parole in twenty five years. The four people who actually placed the explosives each get twenty year sentences, possibility of parole in fifteen years.
Despite the early hour, Joe's Bar quickly becomes packed with people celebrating the outcome of the trial, and stays that way until late into the night.
Six months later, the twins celebrate their first birthday.
Lexie seizes the opportunity to show that they are moving on by inviting her boyfriend, David Moore. He's an army lieutenant that served with Molly's husband, Eric. She had met him several months earlier at a barbeque hosted by Molly and Eric. And although at first Lexie was hesitant to start a new relationship, David has been good for her.
The only major drawback Lexie can see, and one that she almost left David because of is dating someone in the army ...they are going to be away for months at a time, and when he leaves, Lexie knows that she may never see him again. And she is not sure she can go through losing someone close to her again.
But still, she leads him over to where her family is sitting, and within a minute, he is a part of the family.
TBC...
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