What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger

Memories

Alex's P.O.V.

I was conscious but kept my eyes closed. I couldn't remember what happened or where I was. When I open my eyes I'm immediately blinded by the bright fluorescent lights and close my eyes again. I take a deep breath in and recognize the smell. I'm in a hospital. My memory comes flooding back to me and I remember I was in a car crash. I don't remember how I got in one. I hear the door to my room open. "Hey... how are you feeling?" Kara.

I open my eyes again and look at her. I give her a half smile. "I feel like i got hit by a truck." My voice hoarse from lack of use. She sits in a chair next to me and holds my hand. I glance out the window of my room and see Derek walking by. Im in Seattle. I'm at Seattle Grace Mercy West. "I'm fine. Really. You don't need to stay here with me. You have more important things to be doing. I promise I'll call if I need you." I don't want Kara here when everyone figures out who I am.

"Are you sure?" Kara asks. I'm suddenly thankful that we haven't grown too close. I nod. She hesitates for a minute then leaves. I close my eyes and sigh. I hear my door open again. "Kara, I said you could go home." I say then open my eyes. Mark is standing at the end of my bed with a look on his face that I can't describe and I know that he recognizes me. "I'd know that voice and those eyes anywhere..." He whispers, taking a step closer.

"I can explain." Mark nods, telling me to explain this weird situation. "A while back I was recruited by the..." I pause, not sure if I should tell him the truth or the story I was told to tell. "By the DEO. Department of Extranormal Operations. They asked me to join them and they thought the easiest way to end my medical career was to fake my death..."

"And you went through with it? Do you know the hell that I've been through, thinking you died out there in those woods?!" Mark says, his voice getting increasingly louder. "I'm sorry. They gave me an opportunity I couldn't pass up. I tried to convince them that there had to be a better way but they wouldn't listen. Please don't tell any of the others that I'm here. Not until I figure this out."

He sighs and nods, taking a seat in the chair Kara had sat in. "So I assume everything you said while you were trapped under that plane was fake too?" He asks, not looking at me.

"No. I meant every word." Without looking at me he moves his hand over and grabs mine. Maybe things will be okay.

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Okay so this chapter is honestly trash but it's an update? I high key had a dream that included Lexie and Mark last night so this morning as I relived it I got the idea for how to continue this and thought it all out while I laid in bed. So maybe I'll update again soon since I have a plan now? - k