Here we go again. Another chapter for my fabulous readers! Lots of love!

"Here you go. One pint of hot fudge brownie ice cream." Meredith handed the small brown bag over to her sister who sat propped on a bed in the on-call room, busily charting. Her cravings were getting more intense. Callie put her on paperwork after she thought Lexie was pushing herself too hard in the OR and in the back of her mind, Lexie kind of didn't mind.

"Oh, thank you so much!" She practically tore open the package and loaded a spoonful in her mouth, closing her eyes in pleasure. "Mmmm!"

"Ooo-kaay." Meredith smiled. "Hey, Derek said to tell you that he has two craniotomies on the board if you wanna scrub in on one."

"Okay, thanks."

Meredith stood in awkward silence before continuing. "Have you told Mark?"

"Meredith..."

"Don't Meredith me. What's holding you back?" She pushed.

"I will do it on my own time." She grabbed her ice cream and her chart and slowly got to her feet.

"This is his child, too. He has a right to know."

"Save me the high and mighty routine. You haven't been where I am, you don't get to judge." Lexie grew irritated. "This is my body, my issue and I will take care of it how I want to."

"I'm not trying to-" Meredith tried.

"I know you're not." Lexie sighed. "Please, just let me do this in my own time."

"Okay." Meredith whispered. "Just be careful."

"Thanks."

Later that night, Lexie walked through the front door with an open candy bar in one hand and earbuds from her iPod in her ears. She didn't notice Mark sitting on the couch smirking at her as she hummed to herself. When she finally turned around she almost spit her candy out and pulled her earbuds out.

"I didn't see you there." She looked at the floor as she hung her coat, partially ashamed.

"How was work?" Mark asked, closing his book as she took the open space next to him. "Are you in pain?"

"No." She said simply, taking another bite of chocolate.

"Okay." Mark chuckled. "What's with all the junk food?"

"What do you mean?"

"I haven't seen you go through this much chocolate since Derek and I stopped talking." He explained. "What are stressed about?"

"I'm not. I'm just- Oh, god." She immediately ran to the bathroom and released everything she ate that evening. Mark was behind her, holding her hair back.

"Are you sure you shouldn't see a doctor? I thought you said it was the taffy making you sick."

"It was- I mean, it is!" She quickly tried to cover.

"Lex, what's going on?" He was officially suspicious.

"Nothing." She laughed as best as she could. "Don't be so paranoid. Can you hand me my purse? I have some Pepto in there."

Mark ran to the living room and returned rummaging through her bag. He sat next to her on the floor and continued looking when a piece of paper flew out and onto the floor.

"Whoops." Mark said, reaching to pick it up.

"No, I got it." Lexie practically jumped to grab it, causing Mark to look at her like she had lost it.

"What the hell?"

"What?" She looked at him confused.

"What are you hiding Lexie?" He asked her handing her the bottle of pink liquid.

"Nothing. It's just blood test results. I know when you read them, you jump to conclusions and I don't want you to worry. It's not important." She said, shoving the paper in her pocket as she rose to her feet.

Mark did the same. "Let me read them."

"What? Why?" She scoffed.

"Because I'd rather know. Flu, infection, whatever it is. If you are sick, I wanna know. I don't care if it's a paper cut." He held his hand out. "Let me see."

"It's pointless." She turned to walk away.

"Why do you care so much?" His voice grew louder.

Lexie just stood in silence, looking at the stray strand of thread she was picking at on the hem of her shirt.

"Lex?" He looked at her with eyes that begged answers.

Slowly she reached into her pocket and pulled the crumpled piece of paper out and stared at it for a couple moments before hesitantly handing it over.

"Do what you want with it." She said stubbornly, before turning to walk away. "I don't care."

"Where are you going?" He yelled after her.

"I'm going for a walk." She yelled back as the door closed.

Lexie found herself walking in no specific direction. She wasn't headed anywhere in particular. She just wanted to bask in the cool air. She knew this was the part where everything was about to change. How had things gotten this messed up? How did she let them get this messed up? They were supposed to be taking things slow. She knew she should have made sure she was taking the pill when they started having sex again. She wanted kids with Mark, she did, she just wanted to be sure that she was on her feet before worrying about someone else. About 45 minutes later, she slowly trudged back into a dark, seemingly empty apartment. She leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and sank to the floor.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Mark whispered from the dark. She opened her eyes to find him in the doorway of their bedroom in his pajama pants and a grey tshirt.

"What did you want me to say?" Lexie explained, standing up. "I wasn't even sure how I felt about it."

He slowly walked over to her, causing her to walk to the other side of the kitchen island. The more space, the better, she thought. At least during this conversation.

"I know that you've been all over the place emotionally for the last couple of months, but I thought we were finally getting some solid ground." He looked hurt and she hated it. She hated that she caused it even more.

"I don't..." Lexie just shook her head, unable to find the right words.

"Lexie, we're having a baby." Mark's words caused Lexie to immediately fall apart. He walked over to her, pulling her to face him. "What's so wrong with that? It is all going to be all right."

"I'm not all right!" She blurted. "I'm not fixed yet."

"What?" He whispered.

"You're fine, Meredith's okay, Cristina's completely healed. Even Arizona is smiling like nothing happened." Lexie continued to sob. "How can I be responsible for someone else when I can't even get my own crap together?"

"Where is this coming from?" He was so incredibly lost, but all he wanted was for her to drag him along.

"I have been trying so hard to get past everything. To move on, to start over like nothing happened. But now..." She paused and sighed. "I feel like it's all happening so fast. I don't even have time to heal properly and I realize that it's partially my fault, I didn't make sure we were protected, but...I just wanted to be with you again."

"Baby, it's okay." Mark pulled her into him, stroking her hair. Something he learned early on had comforted her.

"What if I can't do it?" She looked at him, pleading.

"You can." He smirked. "You're the strongest person I know. You came back to me after you died. And even if you can't do it, that's where I come in. I will help you do this. You are not alone. Ever."

Lexie just nodded.

"But you can't hide things like this from me. I need to know things that are going on with you...and our child. Please don't hide things like this." Mark begged her.

"I'm sorry." She continued to cry.

"Shhh." He soothed her. "It's okay. It's okay."

After holding her for a few minutes, she finally fell to a calm silence. Mark talked her into getting some rest and they both made their way to bed they shared. After Lexie was fast asleep, Mark couldn't help but place a hand on her abdomen. He was having a baby with the one person he wanted a baby with the most. And though, logically, he knew it was far too early, he still had things he wanted to say.

"Hey there." He whispered, rubbing her stomach. "I know that you have no clue what's going on and I have to say, that won't change much once you're out here. I love your mommy more than anything in this world, but now that I know about you, I'm afraid she might have to share that title, huh? Your daddy loves you quite a bit and I can't wait to meet you. So, just do me a favor and be good, don't get into too much trouble in there, okay?"

He lightly placed a kiss on her stomach, before rolling over to face the opposite direction and closed his eyes. Lexie slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Mark's back before rolling the other way to do the same.

I didn't want this chapter to be too dark or too light and I'd like to think I found a happy medium. Anyway, I can't wait to hear your thoughts. Leave them in a review and I hope to post new chapters of both stories very soon. Thanks for the support! XOXO