pov: lexie
"dr. grey!" i heard jo yell behind me.
"what do you want?" i snapped back.
"eleanor brighton's wound has gotten infected, i already tried paving dr. avery but he's in surgery." damn it. this means i'm gonna have to page sloan. i've been avoiding him ever since i was back at work.
"um page dr. sloan and once he gets there... page me." i sighed. so much for avoiding him.
pov: mark
i thought about what derek told me about lexie. does she really miss me? i was stopped in my thoughts when i got a page. eleanor brighton 1648; infection. that's lexie's patient. i know she's been avoiding me, but i had to answer the page.
"dr. intern, what do we got?" i asked, not in the mood to learn the intern's name.
"she has an infection forming on the incision we made in her abdomen from a surgery two days ago. we paved dr. avery but he's in surgery so dr. grey told me to page you," she told me. i walked over.
"mrs. brighton, i'm gonna take a look at your incision, okay?"
"o-ok," she mumbled.
"yeah this incision is definitely infected. page dr. grey, we're gonna have to go in and treat the infection," i whispered to my intern.
"on it!" she replied cheerfully.
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slexie: survival of the plane crash ✈️ 💥
Fanfictionthis is just one of the many fanfic theories of what could've happened if everyone survived the plane crash. however, the love story of slexie isn't as smooth sailing as most others, something still stands in the way: julia.
