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"What do you think?" Mark asked, clearly nervous as the red-headed doctor he once loved, looked over his newborn daughter.

"Honestly?" Addison said as she hung her stethoscope around her neck. "I'm confused as to why you called me here. This child seems perfectly healthy."

"Seems perfectly healthy?" He looked frantic.

"Mark."

"I'm sorry, Addy, but you gotta give me better than she seems perfectly healthy."

"She is fine, Mark." She looked at him square in the eye.

"Are you sure?" He whispered.

"Positive." She smiled.

Mark looked down and sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you fly all the way out here for nothing."

"It's fine." Addison smiled and patted him on the back. "I enjoy the frequent flyer miles. So, what's her name?"

"She...I...I don't...I don't know." He suddenly looked devastated. "I don't know."

"Well, hey, I'm at the Archfield and I fly out tomorrow evening, so if you need anything..."

"Thanks." He finished for her. "I think I should go sit with Lexie."

"I agree." Addison nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." Mark took her into a hug.

"Anytime." She hugged him back.

Mark walked into Lexie's hospital room where micellaneous machines buzzed and beeped next to a bed that held a body that laid perfectly still. It had been almost three days and still there had been no sign of Lexie waking up. Mark was trying extremely hard to be strong, not just for his baby, but for himself as well.

"Any change?" He asked Dr. Bailey as he sat down.

Bailey scribbled a small note in the medical chart. "Nothing. But there's still time. She could wake up."

"She will wake up." He leaned forward and grabbed her hand. "She is far too stubborn, right, Lex?"

He squeezed her hand.

"Come on, baby. Wake up for me, please."

"All in good time." Bailey added. "She has to come out of it when she is ready. I'll give you some privacy."

Miranda slowly closed the sliding door behind her. Mark just sighed, holding the hand of the love of his life. She had always had a fair complexion, but seeing her like this, she was so pale, almost sickly. Her hair had lost it's luster and he wished for nothing more than to see her gorgeous brown eyes again.

"You know we have a little girl?" He said, kissing her hand. "All those feelings you had turned out to be right. I need you to wake up because she doesn't have a name. She needs her mommy to give her a name."

The sound of beeping filled the empty silence as Mark began to break down.

"You're really starting to scare me. Please, just move a finger or something to let me know that you are here."

Nothing.

He heard a light tapping on the door followed by Meredith.

"Hey." She said with a small smile.

"Hey." He wiped his cheek. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to give you a heads up." She began to explain. "We are gonna take out the intubation tube today. According to the plan Lexie laid out, she doesn't want to be intubated for more than 72 hours."

"What plan?" He stood up. "Why don't I know about this?"

"Because she knew you'd say no."

"Damn right, I'd say no. We're not doing it."

"Unfortunately, Mark. Since you guys haven't gotten married, it's still my decision." Meredith added, kindly. "I still have power of attorney."

"Damn it!" Mark hit the wall behind him in frustration. "Please, don't do this to me, Meredith. Just give her some more time."

"This is all the time she wanted." She sympathized. "I can't defy her wishes, now, more than ever."

"You can't do this."

"I just wanted you to know before they came in here and started the procedure." Meredith began to exit the room. "I'll give you some time. They'll be in soon."

Meredith knew she seemed cold and distant, but she knew it would do no good to have two people having too many emotions to think straight and asking that of Mark right now was far too much to expect from anyone. So, Meredith decided to take that grenade for him. It seemed like only a couple of minutes had passed before Dr. Bailey returned to remove the tube.

"I'm sorry, Mark." She said, trying to squeeze past him. "I need to get in there."

Mark slowly moved to the side, never letting go of her hand.

"Alright, everyone. This is it." Slowly, Miranda pulled the tube out of Lexie's mouth, causing her vitals to begin to drop. Immediately, Mark's head fell as he began to weep. Meredith's face was buried in Derek's chest as she sobbed uncontrollably. Her vitals continued to fall until she flatlined entirely.

"Is she DNR?" Derek asked, teary eyed.

"Yes." Bailey replied. "She signed the paper before the surgery."

Miranda sighed, "Time of death 19:43."

"No!" Meredith sobbed as Mark collapsed on top of Lexie's lifeless body.

"I'm so sorry." Miranda quietly exited the room.

"Shhhh..." Derek soothed his sobbing wife.

Then Meredith heard the beep.

"Wait." She pulled away from Derek. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

It beeped again.

"That." She grew hopeful. "She has a pulse!"

"What?" Mark murmured.

"Move!" Meredith pushed him. "There's a pulse."

Slowly, her heart rate began to increase and slowly the impossible happened. She began to open her eyes.

"Hi, kiddo" Meredith hugged her.

"Baby?" Mark kissed her hand almost a thousand times. "Thank god."

"Water." She croaked.

Derek was standing by handing Meredith a cup which she helped her sister sip at.

"You scared the living crap out of us."

"Yeah, you did." Mark added. "Not funny."

"My baby? Where's my son?" Lexie asked.

"The baby is healthy and strong, but it's not a boy." Mark smiled.

"I had a baby girl?" She asked.

"We have a daughter." He kissed her cheek. It felt cold against his warm lips. "I don't have a name for her though. Did you pick out any girl names?"

"Yeah." She licked her dry lips. "Ummm...Emma. I like Emma."

"She looks like an Emma." He told her.

"Can I meet her?"

"I'm sure we can make something work."

Mark slowly wheeled his fiance into the NICU, extremely careful to not jostle her, for fear that she might break. He pulled her up next to the incubator that held the tiny sleeping infant.

"She's so little." She whispered, sliding a finger in and lightly brushing her cheek. "She's beautiful though."

"Just like her mom." Mark added. "So, what do you think? Do we have a name?"

"Yeah. Emma." Lexie smiled. "Emma Susan Sloan."

"Welcome to the world, Emma." Mark said, hugging Lexie from behind.

I hope that this tides you guys over until I can get the next chapter up. I promise I will stop teasing you guys with killing someone off for a little while. Thanks again for all the love and support and remember, reviews make me smile. : )