"I made breakfast for everybody." I say as Meredith walks into the kitchen. I had been spending the last two days at Meredith and George's house and had only gone home a few times to go and get some of my things and I was yet to run into Jack, who I'd been avoiding. I placed a mug of coffee and a plate of pancakes in front of her as she sat down at the table.

"You know, since you've been living here, I've been eating better than I ever have." She says with a mouthful of pancake. "It's nice having you around, you should take up the offer and come and live with us. Really."

"I think I will, once I've sorted things out with Jack. It's been two days and he hasn't contacted me once." I say with raised eyebrows as I begin to eat my breakfast.

"Maybe he's trying to give you some space. Or maybe he's just being a jerk. Either way, you're probably better off without him." She reasons and I agree with her to an extent.

"It's just so incredibly sad, you know. I mean, I've been with him for four years. We got engaged a couple of months ago. Maybe we could make it work. I don't know. I don't want to think about it." I shrug and George walks into the kitchen and sits down. I give him his pancakes and coffee and he thanks me.

"This is really good." He says. "Like, really, really good. You're an amazing cook."

"Thank you." I laugh and we converse over breakfast before we have to hurry to get ready to go to work.

"We should all go out for drinks tonight after work." I suggest as we exit the car and begin to head towards the hospital. "We haven't been out together in a while and it's Friday, we don't have to be in until later tomorrow."

"That sounds great, let's do it." Meredith agrees and looks towards George. "George, are you in?"

"I'm in. I can't get too drunk, though, I'm on call tomorrow so being hungover doesn't sound like a good idea." He says and I nod.

"I won't let you, don't worry about it." We enter the hospital and head straight for the intern's locker room to get ready. "Where's Cristina?"

"She scrubbed in on a heart surgery this morning with Burke." Meredith replies and before I can say anything, Doctor Bailey opens the door and calls the three of us out. We quickly speed up and then leave the room and she talks to us by the floor desk outside.

"Alright, O'Malley, you're with Addison Shepherd today, Grey, you're on charts and then join me in the ER, it's a little busy. Green, there's somebody downstairs in the reception requesting to see you, they're very persistent. Once you're done there come and find me." Doctor Bailey says. I walk with her and Meredith and I frown at her before I look over the bannister and see who's waiting for me.

"Jesus Christ," I sigh, and Doctor Bailey and Meredith are both looking over too. "It's alright, I've got this. I'll find you."

I begin to walk down the stairs and as I approach the reception I begin to pray it's not who I think it is.

"What the hell do you want, Jack?" I ask and cross my arms.

"Alexa, you haven't been home for three days, you had me worried about you." He replies and reaches out to touch my cheek, but I smack it away which gains us a few looks.

"Don't you even dare try to touch me. What do you want? Why are you here?" I question him.

"I wanted to see you and make sure that you're okay, aren't I allowed to do that? I was worried."

"Yeah, well, don't be. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself. But, you know, how do you think I felt the other night when you weren't answering your phone and you weren't home when I got there? Then, when I rang you, you claimed that you were with the guys but I know that you weren't. How do you think that I felt?" I frown.

"You can't just expect me to be at home waiting for you the whole time, Alexa, it doesn't -"

"Where were you? And don't try to lie to me or sugar coat things. I want you to tell me exactly who you were with, where you were and what you were doing." I say, eyebrows raised as I took a little step back from him. I could tell from the look in his eyes that he knew that I already knew; he'd been found out. "Well?"

"You know where I was, Alexa."

"No. I want you to tell me so that I know I'm not crazy - for my own peace of mind, for my own sanity. I want you to tell me." He takes a deep breath and tilts his head forward, closing his eyes.

"It was a waitress from the restaurant," he begins, and my whole world stops and my heart begins to ache. "I was at the bar and she was off shift and we had some drinks and...it happened. I'm so sorry."

"Don't, don't tell me that you're sorry."

"Well what else do you want from me? You should've been there! For the last year, it's just been you. We don't do anything together, we never talk, we never go out, this is it." He says frustratedly.

"You knew, okay? You knew exactly what you were getting in to and you pushed me towards this programme, so don't blame this on me. It's not just me. You didn't have to go out and screw a waitress, you could've told me how you were feeling. I told you that this would be difficult and if you didn't think that you could handle it then you should've ended it." My breath catches in my throat and I turn around, desperate to get out but it's already too late. He reaches out for my arm and grabs me and I violently push him away from me.

"Hey, hey, what's going on over here?" Alex says, running over to us and pulling me back.

"Nothing, Alex, it's okay, I've got this handled." I assure.

"Who the hell are you?" Jack questions him, getting closer.

"I'm her friend, we work together." Alex replies.

"Is that what you call it, huh?" Insinuating that we'd been sleeping together.

"I don't think that you're one to call somebody out for sleeping around." I say, frowning and Jack gets a little worked up over it.

"Seriously, man, just back off." Alex reasons with him.

"Don't tell me what to do." Jack states.

"I'm just saying that - " The next few seconds all went by so very fast. One moment Alex was reasoning with him and the next, Jack was lunging for him and punched him, which earned him a punch back.

"Jesus Christ, Jack, get off of him!" I exclaim, and Addison - who was just walking by with George - runs towards us and shouts to somebody to page Doctor Bailey. I help George pull Jack away from Alex before I attend to Alex. "Oh my God, Alex are you okay?" I kneel on the floor next to him and look at the cuts on his cheek.

"What the hell happened here?" Bailey asks, looking between the three of us. "Alright, O'Malley go and take him to the ER, put him in a room, I'll give him some stitches. Green, sort out Karev and then somebody needs to explain to me what the hell just happened."