Life has been crazy, but I haven't forgotten about you...here you guys go!

"A son!" Lexie squealed for what felt like the millionth time, holding the sonogram printout in her hand. "We're gonna have a son!"

"I told you." Mark tried to gloat. "Sloans. We produce brilliant and sexy men."

"Really?" She scrunched up her nose. "I haven't met one."

"Ha." He smirked. "You got humor, Grey. Could it be that someone is a little bitter, because if I remember correctly, you owe me $20."

"I knew you'd remember." She sighed, fishing through her purse.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you."

"A boy?" Meredith asked, looking at the sonogram, sitting with her sister in the hospital cafeteria.

"I know. It's crazy." Lexie agreed, popping a grape into her mouth.

"I just don't see it." Meredith said, shifting the photo.

Lexie slid her chair closer. "See? It's...well...maybe that shadow?"

"You don't see it either." She laughed.

"No. Not in the least but the tech said "boy" so that is what we're going with." Lexie sipped at her water.

"Fine." Meredith conceded, placing the photo on the table. "So have you guys thought about names?"

"We really love the name Daniel. It's one of the only names we can agree on."

"Daniel is cute." Meredith told her as her pager began beeping. "Damn it! I want to eat!"

"I gotta run too." Lexie gathered her trash and headed on her way.

A few more weeks had gone by and Lexie continued to grow bigger and bigger. She was starting to feel like a huge and slightly grosser version of herself, however she knew it was mostly her neurotic tendencies and the hormones talking.

"How's my favorite girl?" Mark greeted as she walked down the hallway on her way from the OR.

Lexie looked side to side. "Oh! Me? I'm okay."

He placed a small kiss on her lips. "How's Daniel?"

"Are we going with that?" She asked him.

"I thought we agreed." He looked worried. "If you don't like it, we can-"

"No, I love it. I'm just not used to hearing my belly called a name. It is odd." She rubbed at her stomach. "Daniel's great."

"Great." Mark kissed her again. "I'll see you at home tonight?"

"Yep."

"I love you." He told her, walking away.

"You, too."

Later that night, Lexie walked through her front door, greeted by the fragrant aroma of something delicious. She looked around, not finding her fiance, but instead finding the dining room table set, complete with candles and the most appetizing meal she had ever seen.

"Mark?" She called out, causing him to appear from the bedroom door.

"Hey." He walked over and placed a kiss on her cheek before kneeling down and placing another on her belly.

"What's all this?" Lexie asked, surprised.

"Dinner. Roasted chicken, potatoes, vegetables, and, for dessert, triple chocolate cheesecake." He shared with her proudly.

She just smiled. "What's the occasion?"

"I just wanted to do this for you. I thought it would be nice to have a proper home-cooked meal together for once, instead of takeout or pizza." Mark explained.

"Home-cooked?" Lexie's face fell. "You cooked this?"

"Alright fine." He caved. "Not home-cooked so much as cooked at Callie's and brought here. I told her what I wanted to do and she went above and beyond to help me out."

"I don't know what to say." She began to blush. "This is unbelievable."

"You don't have to say anything." He told her, pulling out her chair so she could take a seat. "Just relax and enjoy."

"This is so nice." Lexie beamed as she draped her napkin in her lap. "It looks ridiculously good."

"So how was the surgery today? The anuerysm?"

"It was amazing. I have never clipped something that big. It was a complete once in a lifetime experiance." She was glowing.

"I am glad." Mark sighed. "Derek said you got a little woozy halfway through, had to take a break?"

"Yeah." She sipped at her glass of water. "I was a little dehydrated. I drank some water and was fine a few minutes later."

"Lexie, you have to take care of yourself." He began to lecture. "This isn't just about you anymore. You have to be more aware of your body than you ever have, okay? If not for you, then for Daniel."

"Don't do that." She shook her head. "Don't throw our son into this to try and make me feel guilty. You act like I did this intentionally. I didn't! The surgery ran longer than expected and I didn't exactly bring refreshments into the OR."

"I'm sorry." Mark looked down at his plate.

"It's okay." She sighed, picking at her food. "It's been a long day and I'm actually not very hungry. Would you mind if I just called it a night?"

"No, that's fine." Mark agreed. "I'll clean this up and I'll be right in after you."

"Okay." Lexie stood up and tossed her napkin on the table. "Don't rush."

"Real smooth." Mark whispered to himself. "Champion performance."

The next day, Lexie found herself sorting various items in the supply closet. Her nausea and fatigue had driven Derek to the point of placing her on scut after she had already refused to go home. Six months into her pregnancy was kicking her ass. She was terrified of the next part, of actually being a mother, but the way her body kept changing and reacting, she prayed for it's quick delivery. After a few moments, she found herself sitting in the corner, pulling a pack of peanut butter cups from her pocket. For the few moments it took for the chocolate to melt on her tongue, she was in heaven.

"Lexie?" She heard a knock on the door. "Are you in there?"

"Yeah." She mumbled, causing Derek to open the door. "I'll be out in just a second."

"No problem. I was just coming to find you to let you know that my elective surgeries for today have been bumped, so you can take the rest of the day off." He told her.

"Oh." She folded her candy wrapper in her hands. "Okay."

"Why so bummed?" Derek chuckled.

"No reason really. I just, I like work. It's a distraction."

"Distraction from what?" He asked, closing the door and taking a seat next to her.

"My life." She answered simply.

"You have so much to be happy about. I don't understand."

"No, it's not that. It's all good. It's great, but...I'm scared, Derek. All the time. I'm scared to breathe, I'm scared when I feel my baby move, I'm scared of everything that's gonna happen."

"Like what?" Derek took her hand.

"Like I might fail at being a mom...or a wife." She looked down and fidgeted with her hands. "Everything is changing and moving so fast and I feel like I am just kind of stuck here, moving in slow motion."

"You're not." He smiled at her. "You're going to be amazing at anything you do."

"How do you know?"

"Because you're a Grey and Greys don't disappoint." Derek soothed her. "Now, brush off those shoulders, hold that head high, and show me the Lexie Grey that I know."

Lexie just smiled, more to herself than to him.

"Thanks, Derek."

"Anytime, little sister."

Sorry if this chapter seemed a little rough. I felt like I just couldn't find the right angle. I promise to try to improve on both the material and the update speed. Until then, I hope you guys enjoy this all the same. Thanks again, for all the love and support! You guys have been so genuine and true and it honestly means the world to me! You guys rock my socks!