Mark
Lexie just kissed me and told me that she still loves me. I could not be happier right now. I think I must be the first person on the planet to have their happiest moment during a mass shooting. These are the only thoughts running through my head as I try to save her boyfriends life.
"Lex, " I turn and look at her, she seems to be daydreaming. "Lexie." She looks at me. "Pass me some lap pads will you? We need to get this bleeding under control." She immediately does. Our hands barely touch as she passes them to me and I feel fireworks every where. Never in my life have I been so in love with someone. I can't wipe the smile off my face as I put pressure on the wound. I should feel guilty about being so happy while Alex is in so much pain, but I just can't help it.
The room grows quiet as we both do our best to save Alex and my thoughts start to crowd my mind. She broke up with me just a couple months ago. She had her reasons. How do I know this isn't just a spur of the moment thing because I was protecting her? I would not be able to handle it if she left me again. No, I have to stop thinking like this. She told me she loved me. She wouldn't lie. She loves me I'm sure of it. She is with me because she truly wants to be. She. Loves. Me. But does she?
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FanfictionWhat if Meredith was shot during the shooting? Maybe Arizona? Callie? What about Lexie and many others? What if many of the people who died, survived? What if Ben was at the hospital with Bailey? How would the people of Greys Anatomy change because...
