Hey everybody! Not having Grey's Anatomy on Thursdays is killing me. I hate summer hiatus. Anyway, it's a very good thing that I have this story to keep me busy. Enjoy, everyone!

Lexie stood at the kitchen counter with the telephone between her ear and shoulder, while scribbling on a Post-It.

"Room 324? Okay. Thanks so much." She said, hanging up. "He is at the Archfield. I'm going to head over there."

"I'll grab Haley and I'll go with you." He offered.

"No." She protested, pulling her coat on. "This is my best friend. I need to do this on my own. Understand?"

"Not really. No."

"Mark." She sighed. "Look, I'm sorry, but I have to go."

"Lex, wait." He tried.

"I love you." She called, closing the door behind her.

Exasperated, Mark threw the towel in his hand at the wall and let out the breath he didn't even realize he was holding. On some level, Mark couldn't help but be irritated that there was a part of Lexie's life that he knew nothing about. That there was another person who knew things about her that he didn't.

Meanwhile, Lexie walked down the dimly lit hallway on the third floor of the Archfield hotel. She knew he probably wouldn't want to talk to her, but she couldn't stand the thought of leaving things the way that they had the night before. She took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door. After what felt like the longest thirty seconds in history, Josh opened the door, fresh from the shower in a towel and wet hair.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, letting her step inside.

"I wanted to talk." She replied with sensitivity. "I want to know what's going on with you."

"What's going on with me?" Josh clarified.

"Josh." Lexie started. "There was a time that we could talk to each other about anything. All I am asking you to do is trust me. Talk to me."

"I can't talk to you, Lexie." He said, aggravated, as he walked to the opposite side of the room.

"You just called me Lexie."

"That's your name, isn't it?" He shot back.

"I don't understand." Lexie tried. "What is the problem?"

"You have a whole new life!" He yelled. "You were my best friend and in this short amount of time, you accumulated a whole new family!"

"So, you're pissed because I have a family?"

Josh scoffed. "You still don't get it, do you?"

Lexie shrugged.

"You told Molly. You told Thatcher. You told all our old friends. Hell, you even told that new sister of yours that you barely knew." He fired.

"Meredith." She corrected.

"You didn't even bother to tell the guy who had your back for eight years."

"Josh." Lexie tried.

"How long has, uh, Meredith, is it?" He said, pulling a beer from the mini fridge. "How long has she known you?"

"A few years now."

"Does she know you as well as I do?" He asked, taking a swig.

"She's my sister, Josh." Lexie pointed out.

"But does she know you." He drew out. "Like, does she know how you take your coffee? Does she know that you failed your driver's test twice? Does she know that you talk in your sleep when you're stressed?"

"She knows me, Josh." She said defensively.

"They may know you, but none of them know you. Not like me, Alexandra." He told her, sitting on the bed.

"Josh." Lexie let out a breath as she sat next to him. "I love you...so much. I don't want you to feel like you don't have a place in my life, because you do. I am still the same girl. I just can't jet off to Paris or drive to Vegas whenever I feel like it, like you can. I have a family now. I have responsibilities."

"Responsibility, huh?" He said with a smirk. "I've heard of that."

"I'm sorry that you felt left out." She pulled his face to hers, so that their foreheads were touching. "You are my best friend, J.J." She laughed.

"You're my best friend, Scrappy." He giggled, causing Lexie to playfully push his face away.

"So what so you think?" Josh asked. "Chinese?"

"Absolutely." She answered. "As long as you order the..."

"Kung Pao Chicken." They said together.

"I'm gonna go pick a movie, you go throw some clothes on, nobody wants to see all that." She gestured with her hands.

A few minutes later, Josh returned to Lexie sprawled on the bed, flipping through channels.

"Doesn't your husband wonder where you are?" He asked.

"He knows I am here." She told him. "Besides, it doesn't matter."

He chuckled and laid down next to her. "So this guy...what's his name?"

"Mark." She answered, shutting the tv off.

"Mark, right." Josh looked at her. "Is he a good guy?"

"He's a great guy."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Lexie assured him. "He is brilliant, an amazing surgeon and a truely great guy."

"So, he pulls out chairs for you, says 'Bless You' when you sneeze, opens your car door and all that good stuff?" Josh pushed.

"He does." She nodded. "I love him. Believe me, I know how lame that sounds, considering how we talked about how we wouldn't fall for it, but...I fell...and Mark caught me."

Josh nodded. "That is so sweet, it makes me want to vomit." He said, climbing off the bed to grab the food.

Lexie noticed her phone buzzing for the fifth time that night. She pulled it out of her pocket and hit the ignore button, just like she had the previous four times. Lexie held her hands open to grab a bag.

"Okay." Josh said, handing her a fortune cookie. "Tell me my fortune."

It was 4 am when Lexie made her way back into the apartment, it was completely dark and quiet. She thought in retrospect, she probably shouldn't have had that extra beer. Her head was pounding and for some reason, she couldn't remember where the bedroom was.

"Where the hell have you been?" She heard a voice ask from behind her, as she struggled to lock the door.

"You knew where I was." Lexie said, placing her purse on the couch and walking over to Mark. "Hey mister." She said, attempting to kiss him.

"What are you doing?" Mark asked, pulling her off.

"Attempting to kiss my fella." She said with a giggle.

"Are you drunk?"

"I'm buzzed." She pointed out. "I took a cab home."

"You're getting wasted with him?" He said, disappointed.

"Relax, Grandpa." She laughed. "It's not a big deal." She muttered, walking by him into the bedroom.

"Lexie." He grabbed her arm. "What the hell are you doing? You said you were going to talk to him, not spend the night with him."

"Which is why I came home." She said matter of factly.

"I feel like you're being careless." Mark said, cautiously. "This is your home. Haley and I are still here. Think about that."

"That's unfair." She whispered.

"Go to sleep. We'll talk tomorrow." He said, closing the door.

That night Mark slept on the couch while Lexie snored like a buzzsaw in the other room. They weren't exactly in a fight, but he knew there was tension and if something wasn't said or done, they would regret it later. He had a sinking feeling and sleep wasn't going to make it go away.

I hope you enjoyed this addition. Once I start writing it just kind of flows after a while. I hope to have a new chapter up by the end of the week due to my lack of a real life. Anyway keep reading! Peace and Love! XOXO