Chapter 14

Lexie sat in her car in front of the hospital with her phone held to her ear. All she wanted to do was speak to Mark. She just wanted to be with Mark.

She loved him.

He loved her.

And he was about to prove his love.

After a few rings Mark finally picked up.

"Well…" Lexie started.

"Well what?"

"Did you tell Teddy?" Lexie asked, with hope in her voice. When Mark didn't answer, her hopes fell and she sunk down into her seat. "Why?" she nearly yelled. "Why wouldn't you? Do you not want to be with me?"

"She was having a bad day Lex. I need some time to think."

"You said you loved me! You wanted me! You can't have both of us!" Lexie told him. "So make your choice! Otherwise you can have all the time you need!"

"Lexie," Mark said. "Please listen to me! Teddy was crying. I'm just going to wait until she is having a better day."

"Oh, that's nice! You would give her another bad day! Look Mark, it's me or her, choose!"

Lexie felt tears sting her eyes as she hung up the phone.

As Lexie started her car she felt her throat grow dry and she let the tears fall freely.

Mark had proven something. But it wasn't his love for her.

When Lexie hung up the phone Mark felt his heart break a little more.

He slowly placed his phone down and snuck back into his bedroom where Teddy was sleeping.

She had shown up at his apartment saying that she needed to be with him. He hadn't refused but he did say no to sleeping with her. He just said that he was tired.

He had waited until she fell asleep to go into the other room and that's when his cell phone rang.

Mark slowly walked into his room and looked at Teddy who was sleeping in his bed in a big T-shirt that he had lent her.

She looked so peaceful, so… content and happy.

But he wasn't content. He wasn't happy.

He was disappointed.

He wanted so badly for Teddy to be Lexie.

"So now that your surgery was successful we need to talk about getting that other tumor out," Derek said.

Izzie turned her face to see George staring at her. He smiled and winked.

"But then I won't be able to see George anymore," Izzie said.

She looked over at Alex who's face was filled with pain and sadness.

"But we need to get this tumor out," Izzie said. "I need this surgery."

"Alex," Derek said, motioning towards the door. "Can we go talk outside for a moment?"

Alec hesitated but eventually nodded and gave in, following Derek out the door.

"Izzie," George said, getting her attention.

He sat down on the side of the bed and smiled at her. "George, I'm sorry I was yelling at you before."

"Your brain was making you do it. It is making you see me," George smiled.

Izzie giggled and put her head on George's shoulder. George put his arm her.

"I miss my best friend," Izzie said.

"He never left. You just ignore him."

"He did leave. He's in the ground, dead! You died. I miss you. This is my brain making me see you."

"What if I'm really here? What if I just used your brain as an excuse to cvome and see my best friend."

"George," Izzie murmured. "What are you saying?"

"I think you know," George smirked.

Izzie reached forwards and touched George's face lightly. She closed her eyes and focused, really focused.

All she felt was George's presence grow stronger.

"You're really real," Izzie whispered, tears appearing in her eyes. "At least I think… you are real."

"Izzie?" Alex walked back into the room. "Are you talking to O'Malley?"

"Yes," Izzie whispered. She looked up at Alex and smiled widely. "I am talking to him."

"Owen," Cristina said, walking up to him. "I'm so sorry for how I've acted."

"It's fine," Owen said.

"No, it's not. You have every right to be angry with me for how I have acted," Cristina said.

"I'm not angry with you. You were upset about your friend. I've gotten angry for no reason before. We both have our moments."

"Yes we do," Cristina smiled.

She sat down on the sofa in her living room and Owen sat down next to her.

"I understand what you're going through," he sighed.

"I'm sorry," Cristina said. "I know what you went through in the army."

"I'm okay," Owen lied.

His lip quivered slightly and he squeezed his eyes shut. Pain twisted up on his face and he let out a shaky breath.

"I could have saved him," Owen said. "My best friend died right in front of me and I could have saved him. I took the pressure off of his neck and then Teddy showed up right after he died." Owen opened his tear filled eyes. "I know how you feel Cristina. I could have saved m-my best f-friend."

"Shh," Cristina shushed him, pulling him close. "It's okay."

Lexie awoke to someone knocking on her bedroom door. She was at Meredith's house.

She slowly stood up and sleepily wobbled over to the door. She tripped on the way and hit her knee on the dresser.

Cursing silently under her breath she limped to the door. When she opened it she stood there in shock.

"M-Mark?" she stuttered.

"You smell like alcohol," Mark stated, running his fingers through his hair nervously.

"I've been drinking," Lexie muttered. "Why are you here?"

"Because I have to tell you something," Mark said.

"What?" Lexie hissed, grabbing hold of the door in case she would need to slam it."

"You," Mark said.

"What?"

"I choose you."

Lexie felt her heart skip a beat of relief, but she couldn't give in that easily.

"You had your chance," Lexie said. "And you screwed it up."

And with that she slammed the door.

A/N: Things will turn better in the next chapter. But the chapter was just screaming for me to stop right here.

The poll is over and season 2 won for the best season of Grey's anatomy.

Please review for a preview and an update.

And i would really love some suggestions of what to add to this story. i know the basics of what i will put in but i would love some more ideas.

I have a question. durring Izzie's next surgery should it all go good or should something go horribly wrong?