Hey guys! Sorry I have been nonexistant for a while. I have been coping with the latest developments in our Slexie universe. Lexie's death was completely unexpected and without a doubt, devastating. However, I do not comply with Shonda Rhimes, so I will continue this story, as to keep our favorite couple alive in my head and heart. Here's to Chyler Leigh, for without her, there would be no Lexie Grey. Enjoy!

"What are you talking about?" Derek asked Mark as they walked through the sliding doors at the entrance of Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital. "Lexie sleeps. What's the big deal."

"That's not what I'm saying, Derek." He explained. "I'm saying she sleeps, all the time. Ever since she came home from the hospital, she just lays in bed, in the dark, and sleeps. All the time."

"Do you think she is coping?"

"I don't know." He told his best friend. "These are the things couples usually discuss with one another, but I can't bring myself to ask her."

"You can't bring yourself to ask her?" Derek clarified.

"I tiptoe around it. I don't want to upset her."

"It sounds like she's already pretty upset." He told Mark. "What about Haley?"

"Lex doesn't really have a lot to do with her...at this particular time." Mark said, looking at his shoes, as if he were slightly ashamed.

"Is there anyone, anyone at all that she would be willing to open up to. Talk about all this with?" Derek asked him, pushing the button for the elevator.

"George." Mark said. "He was her best friend."

"O'Malley's dead."

"Yeah, so you understand my predicament." Mark said with a sigh, as the elevator doors closed.

"When is Three coming back?" Cristina practically barked at Meredith as she met the landing at the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm not sure." She said, handing a chart to the nurse and walking down the hall. "I haven't exactly spoken to her since- Well, you know."

"I am just...I am up to my ears in pre-ops and post-ops and I kind of need Lexie here to do my grunt work."

"You have three other residents you can ask." Meredith pointed out.

"Incompetent, Mer." Cristina scoffed. "If I wanted incompetence I would just ask Kepner."

"Yes?" April said from behind Cristina, causing her to turn around quickly.

"What?"

"You said my name?" April said, confused.

Cristina paused. "No, I didn't. Get over yourself." She said, grabbing Meredith by the arm and walking away.

Mark came home after his shift to a dark and quiet apartment. It was nothing out of the ordinary here lately. Lexie and himself were both in a dark place. Lexie wanted to be left alone and Mark thought the last thing she needed was someone hovering over her every minute, inquiring about her feelings and how she was doing. Meanwhile, Lexie laid in her king size bed watching her daughter sleep soundly next to her. She found herself playing with her small hand and just studying the rise and fall of her tiny chest. No one prepares you for this. The loss of a life that never even got a chance to begin. She thought to herself, at least she had gotten one right. She couldn't bear the thought of losing Haley on top of everything else she had lost recently. She leaned over her little girl and lightly kissed her forehead, lightly stroking her soft, pink cheek.

"I love you." She whispered. "So incredibly."

Lexie pulled the small pink blanket over her to take the chill off of her skin.

"I don't think anyone quite prepared me for just how much my heart would swell when you got here." She continued. "I want you to remember that regardless of anything, I will always be here. You're my baby. Always."

She didn't even seem to notice she was crying as she laid her head on the pillow next to Haley and closed her eyes, soothed by the sound of her breathing. The light footsteps in the doorway caused her to turn.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." Mark said. "I am just going to grab some sheets for the couch."

"Mark." Lexie stopped him. "Will you, um..."

"Yeah, Lex?"

"Will you sleep in here...with us?" She asked, rubbing circles on Haley's chest.

"Are you sure?"

"I don't want to be alone anymore." She told him. "I need my family."

He sighed and crawled into bed, Haley snug in between them.

"I am so happy to hear you say that." He kissed the back of Lexie's hand. "I love you so much."

The pair laid in silence for a few minutes before Mark broke it again.

"I was thinking."

"That's not comforting." Lexie said with a giggle, causing Mark to give her a faux scowl.

"I was thinking." He tried again. "We should get out of here. Take a week or so off and just get away. We can take Haley and just fly somewhere."

"Where?" Lexie said with a mixture of humor and disbelief.

"Anywhere." Mark told her. "France, Morocco, London, Spain. We can go to Antarctica if that's what you want. Just somewhere that isn't Seattle."

"But I like Seattle." She said.

"Lex-"

"Stop." She rolled over to look at him. "I appreciate it...I do. I don't want to leave right now."

"Lexie..."

"Mark, running isn't going to help. I don't need a distraction, I just need time, and time, no matter where I am, is still going to pass just the same." She explained. "I love you for this, but I have to work through it. And I'd like to do that here, with my family."

"We would go with you."

"ALL of my family." She emphasized. "You know how much Meredith means to me and how good she has been. I need her, babe."

"I know. You're right. I just thought it would help." He told her. "You just seem so broken."

"Mark, I'm not the only one who is broken here." She whispered. "I think I had been so preoccupied with my own feelings that I haven't even taken the time to ask about your pain."

"I'm okay." He smiled. "Don't worry about me."

"But I do." Lexie reciprocated. "It's my job."

"How are you doing...honestly?" Mark asked. "Are you okay?"

Lexie just stared at the ceiling, before hesitantly responding. "I will be." She answered, giving the best smile she could.

"Okay." He lightly whispered.

"I want to invite her over for dinner. A real family dinner." Meredith said, closing the refrigerator door.

"But you don't cook." Derek pointed out.

"No, but April and Jackson can help out. You'll be here. If all else fails, we can buy a cooked chicken or something from the deli down the street."

"Why the sudden need to be domestic?" Derek asked, slightly amused by his wife's determination.

"Lexie just lost a baby." Meredith stated, matter of factly. "I want her to know that she still has us."

"Mer, honey." He started, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind her. "She knows. You are a good sister. Okay?"

"I know. But a dinner would be nice."

"I judt think that cooking is not the answer."

"We are cooking this dinner!" Meredith yelled with finality, before storming out of the kitchen as Derek sighed.

I plan for the next chapter to be the dinner. I thought it might be amusing to get everyone in one place for a while. It will make for awkward but always entertaining dialogue to write. Sorry for the sloppiness and roughness of the chapter. I think we are all still grieving. Once again, here's to Lexie Grey and Chyler Leigh! Lots of L0VE!