Author's note: Just a reminder, in this story no one knows about Izzie yet. Frankly, that topic is too depressing. We want happy Cristina and Owen! Thanks to all who've reviewed! Keep 'em coming! Enjoy!

Chapter Six – Lexie

Today was one of the few days Lexie hated her job. She hated doing grunt work. She hated being at the bottom of the totem pole. She hated that hardly anyone took her seriously. Right this second she hated waiting in line for lab results.

Lexie checked her watch again. Ugh. She'd been in this line for an hour. "What is taking so long?" she muttered.

"The lab guy said it was a broken centrifuge," replied an oncology intern helpfully.

Great. Dr Yang (Lexie still had trouble thinking of her as Cristina despite her resident's close relationship with her half sister) was gonna be pissed. The resident was very specific: Don't come back without those results, Three. Lexie was not in the mood for another dressing down from Cristina Yang. So she waited.

And waited. Another hour passed. Lexie's eye lids started to droop – more out of boredom than tiredness. A person could only mentally recite the periodic table so many times after all.

"There you are. I've been looking all over for you, Little Grey."

Lexie smiled and opened her eyes. "I've been here for a while, Dr. Sloane, maybe you weren't looking hard enough."

Mark scowled. "Don't play cute with me, Lex. We were supposed to meet for lunch a half hour ago."

Lexie looked at her watch. Mark was right; she'd completely forgotten. "Sorry. Dr. Yang has me waiting for lab results."

Mark scanned the line quizzically. "How long have you been here?"

"A couple of hours?"

"Hours?! What, are they sending the samples to China?"

"No, there's a centrifuge broken."

"This place is falling apart," Mark muttered.

"Mark, it's okay. I'm sure it'll be fixed soon. I'll page you when I'm ready for lunch."

"Look, you want me to deal with Yang? Surely, she'd let you eat."

Lexie sighed. "Mark, I can't have you 'dealing' with my resident just because you're an attending who happens to be my boyfriend. I'm a big girl. I can handle Dr. Yang."

Mark looked relieved and annoyed at the same time. "Good. Cause honestly? Yang scares me a little."

Lexie laughed and gave Mark a playful shove. "Go. I'll see you soon."

As Mark left Lexie noticed the eyes of her line mates on her. She's noticed a lot more of that lately, ever since Mark had gotten in that fight with Derek. Suddenly she was Lexie Grey, Manwhore Tamer. Ugh. It was utterly ridiculous. She hadn't done anything particularly remarkable. For all his faults and insecurities, Mark Sloane had a good heart and that's all she needed to know.

"It's fixed!" one of the lab techs called.

Fifteen minutes later, Lexie had her lab results and headed for the stairwell. She got about two flights down when two voices filtered up to her. She froze when she realized who it was: Cristina Yang and Owen Hunt.

"Alex knows too," said Cristina.

"So?" Hunt replied.

Lexie heard Cristina laugh lightly. "Well gee, Owen, why don't we just get a neon sign and proclaim it to the whole hospital?"

Slowly, Lexie leaned over the railing to see. The angle was bad but she could just make out Drs. Hunt and Yang three floors below her.

"Ashamed of me, are you?" Hunt asked with mock hurt.

Cristina glared up at him. "Of course not. In fact, that neon sign might not be a bad idea. It would keep the nurses in line."

Hunt's eyebrows shot up. "The nurses? You lost me, Cristina."

"Oh please. You can't tell me you haven't seen how the nurses look at you."

Now Lexie couldn't be sure from where she stood, but it looked like Dr. Hunt was blushing. Why do attractive men not notice the effect they have on the female population? she thought. Well, unless that man is Mark Sloane anyway.

"Looking to mark your territory, Dr. Yang?"

"Something like that," Cristina replied with a smile. "Seriously, though..."

Just then Hunt's pager went off. He checked it and frowned. "It's the Chief. Duty calls." He brushed a quick kiss across Cristina's lips and left.

As soon as the attending was gone, Lexie started back down the stairs. That was certainly something she hadn't seen coming. Honestly, she was amazed those two had managed to stay out of the Seattle Grace rumor mill. It looked to her like they'd been together a while. Maybe Dr. Hunt could get Dr. Yang to lighten up? Yeah right, like that would ever happen. Still, Lexie couldn't help but grin. They were so cute.

Lexie was still grinning when she caught up with Dr. Yang a few flights down. "Dr. Yang! I've got those results you wanted!"

"Finally! What'd you do? Make the paper yourself, Lexipedia?" Dr. Yang asked as she snatched the paper out of Lexie's hand. She scanned the page and then looked back at Lexie. "This is…what are you grinning at, Grey?"

Lexie tried to rearrange her expression into something more serious. "Nothing." Lexie paused. "I'm supposed to meet Mark – I mean, Dr. Sloane – for lunch," she said in a rush.

Dr. Yang scowled. "Ew. I do not want to hear about your sexcapades with McSteamy. Go."

Lexie was all too happy to oblige. Boy, did she have a story for Mark…

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