pov: lexie
i walked out of the exam room after my third session and took a deal breath. i did well, i know i did. down the hall i saw april by the elevator. "april! hold it for me will you?" i yelled as i ran towards her. i felt a pop coming from my leg and then i was on the ground. april ran over to me.
"lexie are you okay!?" she asked.
"i-i'm okay. i think my leg broke off," i looked over at my prosthetic to see it broken in half.april helped me get to the airport and we flew home together. "how's matthew?" i asked trying to lighten the mood.
"good i guess. i still can't believe i'm getting married! i mean look back at where we were a year ago. i was having pre-marital sex in a bathroom and failing my boards," she replied. i laughed.
"yeah and i was being crushed by a plane," i joked around. there was more turbulence. i grabbed her wrist tightly and i closed my eyes.the screaming and the dying feeling came back. i had flashbacks to the nightmare i'd had last night. "you're okay lexie," i heard april say. the plane shook for about two minutes before it calmed down. april and i talked for the rest of the plane ride.
"so are you excited for the wedding?" i asked. she took a deep breath.
"honestly... i don't know. i think i may be in love with jackson," she answered. "but i'm probably just kidding myself."
"well that's what i thought about mark. when i was with jackson i told myself it wasn't real and that i was in love with jackson... and here we are," i told her.the plane landed and mark, meredith, derek, and zola all greeted me at the airport.
"have you heard back yet?" meredith asked. i shook my head. just then my phone pinged.
"i spoke too soon," i said, checking my phone. i found my name and took a deep breath before looking at my results. "oh my god!" i yelled. "i passed!"
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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.