Running in Circles - Lexie Grey x OC

Breathe

Grey's Anatomy Season 7 Episode 11

Very Early Morning
Dexter Avenue — Eric and Lexie's Townhouse

The knocking started before the sun did.

Not a knock, really.

A series of increasingly determined assaults against the front door.

Eric opened his eyes.

For several seconds, he didn't move.

Mostly because he couldn't.

Lexie was wrapped around him.

One arm across his stomach.

One knee hooked over his leg.

Her face pressed into his chest.

At some point during the night, Eric's arm had gone completely numb beneath her shoulders.

He had elected not to address it.

Another knock.

Harder.

Eric stared toward the bedroom door.

Lexie made a small sound against him and tightened her arm.

"No."

Eric looked down.

Her eyes remained closed.

"I haven't done anything."

"Make it stop."

Another knock.

Lexie buried her face deeper against his shirt.

"Who is trying to kill our door?"

Eric glanced toward the clock.

5:47.

"Given my recent luck, someone from another continent."

Lexie made a sleepy sound that might have been a laugh.

Then—

"Tell them we're dead."

"That may raise questions."

"Then tell them you're dead."

"Why me?"

"Because I'm sleeping."

Eric looked at her.

"You're speaking."

"Sleep-talking."

"Very articulate."

Another barrage against the door.

Eric sighed.

"All right."

He carefully began extracting his arm.

Lexie immediately tightened around him.

"No."

"Alexandra."

"No."

"My arm has lost circulation."

"That sounds personal."

"It's attached to me."

"Still personal."

Despite himself, Eric's mouth moved.

He eased his arm free.

Pins and needles immediately shot from shoulder to fingertips.

He grimaced.

Lexie rolled into the space he had left behind, gathering the pillow against herself instead.