Oh baby...

"Mark I swear these are just braxton hicks! I'm not in labor, I can't be, i'm only 35 weeks!" Lexie exclaimed. Mark had dragged her away from Derek's service and was making her see their OB after she experienced some on and off pains. In the back on Mark's mind he knew she was probably right but he just wanted to be sure.

"Well we're here now Lex..." He sighed as the elevator door opened.

"Sir no one can leave this floor, there is a shooter in the hosp-" A nurse called to a figure moving up the stairs. He shot, she dropped.

Mark quickly pulled Lexie back in the elevator, shielding Lexie and their child. He franticaly pressed the button until the doors closed to get them out of the chaos. "I'm getting you out of here!"

"I know, hurry!" Lexie pulled Mark closer to her, or as close as her baby bump would allow her to.

The door opened up again on a different floor, this time instead of the buzz of a busy hospital Mark and Lexie were met with silence.

Mark sped out the doors but Lexie didn't follow, "Lexie come on!"

As Mark moved to grab her hand she blurted out "I can't, my- my waters broke..."

Mark's mouth tumbled to the floor and his eyes widened with fear, they were going to have a baby! Right now! With a shooter at large in the hospital...

He quickly snapped back into reality as Lexie let out a sob, "Our baby's going to born in a shooting!"

Rushing over he wrapped an arm around Lexie's waist and guided her to a nearby conference room. Sitting her down on a chair he said, "Hey, hey! It's okay! Stay here Lex, i'm going to the supply closet across the hall to get some supplies and other things we may need, alright?" He dashed out as soon as he saw her nod.

After doubling checking the hallway Mark sped across and gently closed the supply closet door once inside. "Err- gauze, saline, ooo IV... where is it? Aah! Blankets!" Again after checking the hallway he made his way back to Lexie.

Opening the door he saw her walking around the room holding her lower back while breathing painfully. "Lex..." He whispered, in order not to scare her.

"Your back..." She mumbled as Mark walked over to her.

"Yeah. Lean on me Lex, you're doing great." 

And she did lean on him, Mark's arms were wrapped around Lexie, she squeezed them as he took on most of her weight.

"You should give me an exam..." She said pulling away from him, moving to slide down the wall.

"I don't know if I remember how!" He exclaimed (quietly of course).  It didn't matter whether he knew or not though, Lexie had already pulled her scrub pants down and was going through the supplies to look for some gloves Mark could use.

"You need to, my water broke and I think this baby's coming fast..."

"Um okay" He nervously said as he began to examine her. "You were right, they are coming fast..."

"What! How many cm's am I?" She managed to get out before another contraction came along. Mark knew this contraction was a lot worse than any other as Lexie let out a groan. Knowing he had to keep her quiet in fear of the shooter Mark took a roll of gauze and stuffed it into Lexie's mouth. She immediatly spat it out.

"What the hell Mark?" She whispered angrily.

"I'm sorry but you know we have to keep as quiet as we can and this is the only way that could happen..." He apolgised leaning into kiss Lexie.

"I'm sorry... put it back in I feel another contraction"

Mark saw Lexie's face screw up and did exactly as she said. "You're doing amazing!"