Chapter 16

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Jackson Pov

I went to the hospital and decided to take a walk around it, maybe ask other people working here if they had seen my roommate. I was in the canteen, under the bathrooms, in the resident's locker room, in the emergency room, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I asked the nurse, the doctor on duty in ER, the lady in the dining room, or even some new intern, but again no one saw her that evening, and more of the night.

I decided to look elsewhere, including going to her family home to ask her dad. I was walking through the second wing of the hospital where you could immediately hear arguments between two people. I decided to go there to check if everything is all right and make them realize that this is a hospital where sick people want to rest.

I didn't make it when Lexie ran out the door of the on-call room. It was evident that the last few minutes hadn't been the most pleasant for her. As I would have guessed a few seconds after her, Sloan came out, looking just as flat.

Lexie was so furious she probably didn't even notice me, but Mark and I made eye contact. The man stood for a moment and waited until the girl was far enough away to talk to me. He, too, was quite nervous and seemed uncomfortable that I witnessed this event.

- "Take care of her" - he asked - "Please. Find her now and just be there for her. Support her."

- "I will try to. That's what I actually came to find for." - I replied

- "Thank you"- he added, and headed for the exit of the building - "Avery! Peanut Butter Cups, give them to her!" - He added after a moment, already from a distance since Sloan knows Lexie quite well.

I decided to follow his advice and buy candy at the hospital store before going on my next search for Little Grey. After a while I was out of shopping and had to look for my roommate again. I feel that after today searching and everything related to it will become disgusting. But what is not done for friends. I had to go for a long walk in the hospital again.

I was in the dining room, many on-call rooms, walked past reception and toilets, hooked on ER, I don't know which one that day. There is only one place left for me where I haven't looked for a brunette yet. The operating room to which I went without much thought.

I couldn't enter the room, as a place where we performed treatments. Everything is disinfected there and prepared for a possible operation, at any time. So I started climbing the stairs, at the end of which was the entrance to the gallery in the operating room.

I walked in there and finally found her. She had her back to me, ink by the glass. She was in much better shape than she had been home a few hours ago. Even so, it was obvious that this was another no the best day and that something or more had pissed her off.

In fact, I don't even have to wonder who did it. It is known that Sloan and she get in the way of each other a little, which causes serious tensions in their relationship. I don't know what to think about this great brawl. Although it seems to me that they both did not want to make a big event out of it, as we all know, we work in a place that simply feeds on gossip and you often find out about situations related to you, thanks to them.

On the one hand, I understand Lexie and her reasons for being upset and hurt to some extent. On the other hand, I also know that for Sloan it was very important to raise this child to some extent with her, and in fact it still is.

I didn't like to interfere, and I wouldn't care at all, but I think Lexie needs some support right now. Despite everything Mer says that she can handle it, that she has to be alone, I know that's not entirely true.

Yes, it needs time to think everything over, to think about what to do next. But we shouldn't leave her all alone. Breakups are tough and probably always will be, but I think despite all the sadness and weakness, we still have other things to focus on. For several days, Grey only thinks about Mark, and about break up . The hospital, as well as every person there, reminds her of all those moments. In addition, they try to advise her what to do when she does not even know where she is standing.

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