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A/N: Thank you for the response, I really appreciate it. I don't particularly like this chapter but it had to be done. The next one will be a lot better, I promise! Let me know what you think! (:

It took them a while, but eventually Lexie pried herself away from Mark's body. She sighed and turned away from him, her hands clutched together in her lap. She began to stare at her hands intently before she felt Mark's fingers running through her hair.

"What's wrong?" He asked, keeping his voice low. He continued to stroke her hair, a frown in place. "Tell me what's wrong."

Lexie managed a half-shrug. "I just…I can't help worry for her. It…It doesn't matter if I'm wrong or being irrational because to me something's wrong and I don't think I'll feel okay until I know, for sure, that everything is okay."

Mark nodded and for a moment focused on the way her hair easily slipped through his fingers. And then, "Then ask her."

"What?" Lexie turned her head to look up at him, the shock clear on her face.

He sighed, "Don't think I agree with this, because I don't. But if you feel so bad about this then I want you to talk to her."

Her eyes sparkled with tears and Lexie smiled weakly at him. "Really?"

"If it makes you feel better, I want you to talk to her," he said confidently. And then his voice changed and his hand slowed in her hair. He brought his hand down and lightly ran his finger down her cheek. "I want what you want. I may not agree with it, but I care about you." He then added, "And when you care about someone, you encourage them to go with their gut."

Lexie let out a small laugh, "Even if it means agreeing with a meatballer?"

Mark groaned slightly. "Yeah, well, maybe the guy was right…once." He laughed slightly and gently brought his lips to hers. "You can do this, Little Grey."

Lexie nodded, she could do this. She could talk to Julia and get the truth – whatever it was. "Okay…" Pulling away from him, Lexie got up and ran a hand through her hair. "Okay…I'm…" She pointed behind her to the door. "I'm going to do Julia's post-ops and talk to her."

Mark nodded and rested his elbows on his knees, enjoying the determined flare in her eyes. "You do that, Little Grey."

"Okay…" Lexie muttered and then suddenly did a little jump and turned, rushing to the door. "I can do this!"

Mark laughed as she bounded out of the door, making it slam behind her.

"Hello, Miss. Greene," Lexie said as she walked into Julia's room. "We'll be taking you in to repair the damage to your cheekbone soon, but before then I need to prepare you."

"Is my boyfriend here yet?"

Lexie looked up from the chart and tried to smile despite the bile trying to fight its way up her throat. "Not yet…But if you want I can go check for you."

Julia seemed to be contemplating the idea as she slowly ran her nails over her hand. "Yes…Before I go into surgery, I need to see him."

Lexie bit her tongue and nodded instead. "I'll, er, go see if I can find him."

Leaving the room before Julia could say anymore, Lexie entered the hallway and went straight to the nurses' station. Flipping through Julia's chart, she found Mr. Brian Kaye's cell phone number and punched it into the telephone.

I hear voices in my head
They council me
They understand
They tell me things that I will do

Lexie looked up at the noise of the heavy guitar riff and spotted a man coming towards her. His long blonde hair bounced slightly as he frowned and turned off his ringing cell. He walked in the direction of Lexie and once in front of her, he lifted up his small phone. "I guess that was you phoning," he said.

Lexie opened her mouth to say something but then instead placed the telephone receiver away from her ear and back down in its place. She stared at it for a beat and then looked back up at him, a small smile on her face. "Mr. Kaye, I'm Dr. Grey. I'm the intern assigned to your girlfriend's case."

Lexie held her hand out and nearly squeaked when he gripped her hand with force and shook it. Quick to retract her hand, Lexie moved away from the nurses' station and indicated to Julia's room. "Miss. Greene is in here, and I'm about to get her ready for surgery. But she requested to see you beforehand." Lexie moved closer to the door, "If you'll come with me, please…"

"Wait."

Lexie turned around to face him and saw his anxious expression. She was momentarily shocked that he was capable of feeling worry for his girlfriend.

"Has she…Told you what happened to her?" He asked trying to appear calm but Lexie could hear his nerves.

Maybe he wasn't so worried about Julia, but more worried about whether Julia had told anyone the truth.

"We believe that Miss. Greene sustained her injuries when she fell," Lexie replied. "Were you there when she fell?"

She had intended the question to come out innocent but it caused the man in front of her to narrow his eyes. "No," he barked. "I was not. I was at work."

Lexie nodded and reached for the handle of Julia's door. Before she opened the door she turned to look at him, her face serious. "After the intensive surgery Miss. Greene has to go through, she needs a lot of support during her after care. Maybe you should think of working less, or taking some leave."

His eyes narrowed at the suggestion. "She can manage fine while I'm at work. I'm not giving up my work for her."

Lexie sighed slightly and turned the handle, mumbling under her breath, "Shows where your priorities are…"

"What did you say?" He demanded as he followed Lexie into Julia's room.

Upon seeing her boyfriend, Julia smiled brightly. "Hey, honey."

Ignoring her, Brian glared at Lexie. "If you have something to say, you should say it to my face, Dr. Grey."

"How are we doing, Miss. Greene?" Lexie asked, effectively ignoring the blonde man standing next to her.

Julia briefly glanced in between the pair and then turned to face her boyfriend. "Honey, is everything okay?"

Brian looked at Julia and his face instantly softened at the sight of her battered appearance. "Everything's fine, babe." He shook his head slightly and whispered, "God…Look at you."

"It's not that bad," Julia said, attempting to smile. "They're gonna fix me up and you'll never know I was in an accident. No-one will know."

I know, Lexie thought as she stared at Julia's chart, trying to give the couple some privacy. She knew the correct thing would be to leave the room, but Lexie didn't trust Brian as far as she could throw him. Lexie glanced up and discreetly looked between the couple. She had to admit it to herself: Brian did look legitimately worried for Julia. But...Men can care one moment and hurt you the next, Lexie knew that. She wouldn't leave Julia alone with this man.

Clearing her throat, Lexie smiled at Julia. "I'm sorry but I need to start prepping you for surgery now, Miss. Greene."

"Oh," Julia said, the disappointment clear in her voice. "Oh, yes. Of course." She looked at Brian expectantly, "You'll be here when I come out, won't you?"

Brian shrugged, "Sure."

Lexie continued to smile at Julia; however the need to punch Brian in the face was increasing. The way he had talked to her, so nonchalant as if he couldn't give a damn, Lexie knew he wouldn't be here when Julia returned from surgery.

Once Brian had left the room, Lexie began prepping Julia for surgery. Quietly, Lexie worked, her mind going over how she could approach the subject. How do you ask someone if they're being abused? Do you work tactfully? Work around the subject, trying to come to your own silent conclusion? Or do you simply ask, straight out? And how would you know the truth? She could easily lie, everyone lies.

"Are you alright, Dr. Grey?"

Lexie's eyes snapped up to Julia's and Lexie smiled nervously. "Er, everything's fine," she replied quietly. "I'm nearly done here…"

Julia tilted her head to one side and then asked, "Is there something you'd like to talk about?"

"Oh, er…" Lexie looked around nervously and then before she knew it, she was shaking her head. "Nothing, Miss. Greene."

"You look like you need to talk."

"No, no talking," Lexie replied, quickly scribbling notes down in Julia's chart. She shouldn't ask, she didn't know how to ask. But…Julia was asking her if there was something she had to say. This was her chance. Say something.

Snapping the chart shut, Lexie held it to her chest and looked at Julia. She sighed and started. "I used to fall over a lot too. I never…It was never as serious as y-your injuries, but I used to fall down. And it hurt. A lot."

Julia nodded slowly, realizing that this was something Lexie had to say. She stared at the younger woman and smiled slightly confused. "Okay…"

Lexie gripped the chart tighter to her chest. This was harder than she thought. "One day, I fell over…really badly. And I, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what I could do. And then I realized…I realized that I had to tell someone." Lexie stared at Julia firmly. "I realized if I told someone it would get better."

Julia narrowed her eyes slightly. "What would get better?"

"My…falls. If I told someone, they would…hurt less. Things would get better."

Julia shook her head slightly. "I really don't understand what you're trying to say, Dr. Grey."

Lexie sighed and dropped her hands from her chest. With the chart dangling in her hand, Lexie gave a small half-shrug. "I just…I, you…Are you okay, Julia?"

"Well, besides my face, I'm fine," Julia replied, laughing slightly.

"No," Lexie said, and waved the chart around slightly. She pointed it at Julia. "No, you. Are you okay, besides all this? Is your…life okay?"

"Er, Dr, Grey…I, I don't know what you're trying to get at, but I-I'm fine."

"No, Julia," Lexie whispered. "You aren't."

"I'm sorry, Dr. Grey, but I don't think you know how I'm feeling," Julia replied, her annoyance showing. "I know that everything's fine. Whether you believe me or not is up to you, but I'm fine."

"Julia…I want you to know that you can talk to me. If anything's wrong," Lexie said gently, moving closer to the bed. "I…I-I've…been there."

"What?" Julia asked, frowning. "What are you talking about?"

Lexie darted her eyes nervously, and then whispered, "I know what it's like. The…The…falling."

Julia laughed slightly and shook her head. "I really don't–"

"It was Brian wasn't it?" Lexie asked, the question bursting out of her before she could think. "H-He did…He did this to you."

Julia's eyes widened and she stared at Lexie. "How…" She glared at the younger woman and shook her head in disgust. "How could you say that?"

Lexie shook her head and reached out to touch Julia's hand but Julia was quick to retract it from Lexie's grasp. "You don't have to protect him," Lexie said desperately. "It's okay."

"No, no, it's not okay," Julia gritted out. Her lips curled up in disgust. "How could…How could you ask that? What right do you have to say something like that?"

"But–"

"No, Dr. Grey. No." Julia's eyes flared with anger. "Brian did not do this to me and I'm disgusted you can even think that! My boyfriend may not be the nicest man but he would never, never hurt me. "

Finally, it dawned on Lexie. Julia was telling the truth. The way she looked at Lexie, hurt, angry, appalled. Lexie paled and rushed to explain. "Miss. Greene, I'm so sorry–"

"No," Julia said as she shook her head. "Get out my room."

"Please, Miss–"

"Get out of my room!" Julia shouted. "I don't care what you think and I don't care what gave you this idea but you are wrong, Dr. Grey. You are wrong and I don't want you in here. I don't want you anywhere near me."

Before Lexie could reply, a knock at the door caused the women to look and see Mark walking towards them. He looked in between the two, noticing the tears in Lexie's eyes and the anger on Julia's face. He tried not to sigh, but it looked as if Lexie's gut feeling was wrong.

"Miss. Greene, we'll be taking you into surgery now," Mark announced and then looked at Lexie briefly. He turned back to Julia, a tight smile on his face. "Is everything alright?"

"No, Dr. Sloan, everything is not alright." Julia glared at Lexie and then turned to look up at her surgeon. "Will Dr. Grey be assisting you on my surgery?"

"Yes, she will be."

"Well, I don't feel comfortable with that," Julia replied sternly. "I would appreciate if Dr. Grey is removed from my case."

Mark nodded. "Don't worry, Miss. Greene. Dr. Grey will be taken care of." Mark easily took Julia's chart out of Lexie's grip and then nodded again at Julia. "I'm sorry if Dr. Grey upset you. I'll see you after your surgery, Miss. Greene."

Hurriedly, Mark grabbed Lexie by the elbow and forced her to walk. Once outside, it didn't take long for the tears to leave Lexie's eyes.

"I-I thought…I, my…" Lexie's face crumpled and she choked out a sob.

Mark sighed and took her by the elbow, dragging her down the hallway and into the nearest stairwell. Once the door had shut behind them, he stood in front of Lexie, watching as she swiped at her face. "Look, you were wrong. You made a mistake," Mark said calmly. "It's okay."

"How, how is this okay?" Lexie said as she tried to steady her breathing. Her lip trembled as she tried to speak. "I, I thought he was…I wanted to help her. I, I didn't think…" Lexie shook her head and looked up at the ceiling, tears slowly running down her cheek. "I thought she was like me…"

"I know…I know this upset you, Lexie, but you need to calm down," Mark said gently. He moved closer to her and brushed his fingers over her wet cheek, catching her tears. "I'm sorry you were wrong, but isn't it better this way? Isn't it a good thing that you were wrong?"

Lexie slowly brought her head down and looked at Mark. She nodded dejectedly, "I know you're right…But I just…"

"I know," Mark said as he took her hand in his. "I get it. I do." Mark sighed and nodded to the door behind him. "But right now, I need to go into surgery."

"Oh, yeah…Alright."

Mark leaned down and kissed Lexie briefly. "This is a good thing, Lexie. Remember that."

Lexie nodded and tried to smile at him. "I know."

Mark groaned slightly and pecked her on the lips again. "It's good. Julia's fine." He kissed her again and then remembered the surgery he was booked for. Julia's surgery. "Okay, I need to go…"

"Okay," Lexie replied as she leaned up and kissed him. Kissing him always made things better.

"Mmm, okay," Mark mumbled against her lips. "I'm going."

Lexie smiled against his lips and wrapped her arm over his shoulder, threading her fingers through his hair. "Go then," she whispered, enjoying the way his body felt against hers.

His tongue slipped into her mouth and they both groaned as their kiss deepened. Mark was the first to break away. "I need to go save faces," he said as he rubbed his lips over hers.

Lexie nodded as she caught his bottom lip between her teeth. Slowly releasing him, Lexie took the first step back. She smiled sweetly at him when he stared at her, his mouth slightly open, his lips red from hers. "Okay," she said quietly.

Mark looked at her for a moment, entranced by her full lips and large doe eyes. All of a sudden he wanted to back her up against the wall and–

Mark caught his thoughts and then ran a hand through his hair. He pointed to the door behind him. "Surgery."

Lexie nodded, "Surgery."

Mark made a strangled noise in the back of his throat and then stormed up to her, taking her face in his hands, and kissed her. It seemed to go on forever but soon enough, Mark let go of Lexie and turned on his heel. "Okay. I need to save a face," he muttered and gripped the door handle, swinging it open.

Lexie blinked as the door shut behind Mark and she was left dazed in the stairwell. Touching her lips, Lexie smiled slightly and although Mark was long gone, she whispered, "Okay…"