I know it's been a while since I wrote, and I apologize. Midterms are next week, as well as my birthday. So I've been busy lately. I can't wait until Grey's next week! The preview looked so good! Ok, chapter 8 now. Thanks for reading. Reviews are much needed.

Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy. I do own Will, April, and Emily Sloan. Also, Hanna and Ileah (pronounced eye-lee-uh). But that's it. Enjoy!

Chapter 8

Mark rounded the corner to where Lexie's room was. He remembered little Emily perfectly. He couldn't wait to see her again. Mark breathed out once, and stepped into her room. It was almost completely silent. Mark looked around the room, taking everything in. Lexie was sleeping, very still, in her bed. Lexie never sleeps like that unless she in under the influence of sedatives. She had always been a very restless sleeper. Mark looked over to where Emily should have been. She wasn't there. Mark began to silently panic, until he heard a voice behind him.

"Don't freak out. Lexie had a panic attack. She had to be put under. We took Emily somewhere she could be taken care of properly until your wife is ok to take care of her again." Mark turned around to see a young nurse behind him. She looked as if she had just gotten out of nursing school within the last year. He didn't know who she was, but he was grateful she was there to explain.

"Why'd she panic?" Mark asked quietly as he walked slowly over to Lexie, and took her hand in his.

"I guess it was everything that was going on. The stress from the day. I heard around what happened. I heard Emily start crying, and then she pressed the nurse call button, so I went in, and she was totally unresponsive, and Emily was crying away. Lexie was shaking really hard, and crying and hyperventilating. So I gave her a sedative, and called for Dr. Montgomery to take Emily somewhere she can be taken care of for now." Mark nodded.

"Thank you…uh…" He began.

"Ileah." She supplied for him. Mark nodded again.

"Thanks Ileah. How long until she wakes up?" He asked, glancing down at her.

"In a few minutes. I didn't give her that much, so it should be very soon." Ileah informed Mark.

"Thanks again." Mark said in dismissal. Ileah nodded, and said, "If you need anything when she wakes up, just call me in. You know where to find me." She ran her small hand through her long, curly auburn hair, and left the room. As she left, Lexie's eyes began to flutter open. When they finally opened, she slowly looked to Mark.

"Mark…" She began to speak.

"I'm here. What happened?" He asked, his eyes filled with concern. Lexie ignored his question.

"How was April's surgery?" She asked, sitting up.

"Take it easy." Mark said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, pushing her softly back down. "The surgery went very well. Successfully reconstructed the face, and she should be fine. Now tell me what happened, Baby." He said. Lexie breathed a sigh of relief, and told Mark everything.

"I guess I was just so overwhelmed. Emily wouldn't stop crying, April was so hurt, you were in surgery, I had a baby two months early, and…"Lexie trailed off.

"What is it, Lex?" Mark asked as he sat down in the chair next to her bed. Lexie took a deep breath.

"The stress brought back…memories. I… i-it was like he was…was actually here again. It was so real…he…Gary Clark…he was back…and, and I couldn't…he was tr-trying to shoot me again. It was…" She trailed off again as Mark placed his hand on her shoulder.

"You're still having panic attacks over Gary Clark?" He asked, concerned. Lexie nodded, ashamed.

"It's…it's not like it happens all the time. It hasn't happened in…since I went to LA with Meredith over 6 years ago." Mark sighed.

"Ok. It's…ok. We'll get you some help for this. We can fight it. You'll be fine. We'll be fine. And most importantly, April, Will, and Emily will be fine." Mark said. Lexie nodded. "Don't ever forget that I love you. So much." Mark added. He reached down, and paged Addison to the room. Mark looked over to Lexie, who was leaned back against her pillow with her eyes closed.

"I love you, too, Mark." She whispered. Mark leaned forwards, and kissed her forehead softly.

"Get some sleep, Lexie." He said. She wanted to refuse, but she was just so tired. So she let herself fall slowly to sleep.

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Addison came slowly into Lexie Sloan's room. She knew that Mark knew. Why else would he have paged her? She walked in, and saw that Lexie was asleep. "Umm." She said, pointing a finger backwards towards the hallway. Mark nodded, squeezed Lexie's hand gently once, and stood up and left with Addison.

"Listen…" Addison started when they got into the hallway. "I had to do it. I'm legally obligated to. It's not like she is with someone you don't know, it's Callie and Arizona. They're great for the job. Just until Lexie gets well enough to be considered stable…" Mark's sharp glare cut her off.

"What are you TALKING about?" He asked harshly. Addison suddenly looked guilty. Mark hadn't known.

"Mark…I—" Mark cut her off there.

"Just tell me right now what you are talking about!" Mark was yelling. Ileah heard, and was standing close by, listening.

"I had to. After what Nurse Ileah told us happened, Lexie was declared unstable. Unfit to be a mother right now. She has to be committed to psych. I had to, or else I would've gotten fired. I had to give custody of your children to someone else. Just for now."

"What about me? I'm fit to be a father! There are plenty of single dads out there whose children are just fine! I would've been ok!"

"The board says that the children should not be living with someone in such an unstable state. It's just temporary." Addison said. Mark groaned.

"Does Callie have custody of all 3 children, or Just Emily?" Mark asked.

"All 3. We aren't supposed to split up siblings if we can help it." Mark gave her the meanest glare he could, and turned and walked back into Lexie's room. He saw her sleeping.

She was so peaceful. Mark didn't know how he was ever going to tell her that she had to be committed to psych, or that their kids weren't technically theirs anymore. She rolled over onto her side, and her hand fell gently open. Inside was a picture that Mark had taken not long before the fire. It was of Lexie with Will and April. Lexie was grinning happily, squatting down by her two children. April was on her left, giggling at Will. Lexie had her arm around April. Will was making a funny face on Lexie's right, and Lexie had her other arm around him.

This was going to be difficult.