"Meredith! Meredith, wait up!" Derek called after Meredith while sprinting out of the room to catch up with her. "I know this is hard for you. It's hard for all of us. No one wants to see Lexie or anyone else for that matter in pain,"
"Hard. Hard, Derek? Really? You think this is hard?" Meredith fired back through her drowning tears, "My sister can't even shift her weight without balling her eyes out. She doesn't deserve this."
"No one deserves something like this. But it's not your fault. Don't let yourself take the blame for any of this." Derek assured.
"I just…If Thatcher hadn't left me this would've…" Meredith tried to explain.
"Don't," Derek intruded, "If Thatcher never left she wouldn't even be born. So don't. Do not beat yourself up for any of this."
Derek then proceeded to wrap her up in his comforting arms once again to let her sob. Then after she collected herself, they returned to Lexie's room. Lexie was now on her bed once again, light sweat still dripping down her clammy forehead. She looked like hell. Her eyes were bruised a purplish pink, her cuts and stitched looked gruesome; her body looked frail and weak and seemed to be disappearing before their very eyes. No wonder it hurt to stand, she'd lost weight from the incident and now she barely had any muscle to keep herself up. Cristina was holding Lexie's clenched hand to help her fight through the pain.
"Call Mark. I think Lexie needs him right now." Derek replied to his wife after seeing the depressed and lifeless look in his sister-in-laws eyes. "I hate to do this to both of them but, I think they need each other…To make it through this. I'd hate for them to get back together based solely on the circumstances but I'm no Love Doctor. I'm only a friend, and as a friend I am going to choose to do the thing that they both want deep down inside…Even if it ruins Mark's relationship with Julia…he already told me he's nly staying with her to help get Lexie a possible surgery anyways,"
Mark quickly made his way back to Seattle Grace after a short amount of down time. He made the familiar route up to Lexie's room and immediately ran to her upon seeing her state. She looked terrible. Worse than better. Was she even improving at all? He sure hoped so. In her blank expression-less and sight-less eyes he couldn't even depict a speck of hope.
"Lex, it's me again,"
"You didn't have to come…You need a break from me," Lexie informed.
"I've had a long enough break….I don't want any more time off. I just wanna be with you…Here for you…" Mark corrected himself.
"well you should spend some time with Julia before she comes here and finishes me off."
Mark laughed a little and then took his usual seat next to her. "You need to stay strong so we can get you out of here,"
"I will. I promise," Lexie insisted.
Just then Derek barged in with an unfamiliar woman, "I'm sorry Lex but we can't put this off any longer,"
"What is it?" She questioned.
"I'm Lydia Aldridge Ms. Grey. I'm here to talk about your legal options involving…Thatcher Grey," A blonde, mid-fifty year old woman shook Lexie's hand as she introduced herself. Lexie gulped and thought to herself: Oh boy, this is the moment of truth. It's all up to me…It's my decision of what to do with my own father.