Meant to be

Chapter 17- Lexie

"Okay try now" I say as I watch the monitor which shows our process on a patient. Derek and I are trying to get to a tumor but it's going to be difficult, so were testing out different angles we can get it. I watch as he inserts it
"They'll never be able to form words"
He sighs "I did this once, I can do it again" he mutters clearly agitated. "Im going in again"
He starts to go in from a different spot when the door pushes open and distracts him. He accidentally pushes it in too far
"Now they're paralyzed" I mumble. Derek looks back at the figure who entered the room with annoyance. I tilt my head looking at the screen "That could've worked I mean-" I'm interrupted by the voice of my husband.
"Lexie" and suddenly I feel like a child about to be put in time out. So I may have told a few people about the baby..and I'm guessing he knows. I turn my chair around slowly and smile "Mark" I say as brightly as I can manage.
"Who did you tell?" he says folding his arms over his chest.
I glance at Derek and see him trying not to laugh.
"Could you give us a moment?"
He gets up smiling "If you need to put a chair in the corner be my guest" he smiles happy with himself and walks out of the room. I look at Mark, I feel even shorter sitting down so I stand up and smile innocently
"Who did you tell?" He repeats.
"Umm" I look up pretending that I'm trying to remember.
"Lexie you have photographic memory you would remember"
I sigh. Once again my photographic memory lets me down.
"I didn't tell a lot of people, they just found out. I mean I am starting to show" I glance at the screen then look at him again.
He rubs a hand on the back of his neck "Lexie, you need to talk to me about this kind of stuff first"
"I know I just-"
"I'm not kidding, Lexie" he looks at me almost completely serious. of course he has a bit of a concerned look on his face, just because he's afraid of who knows. I don't really think it's that big a deal, I don't know what the fuss is all about. And I don't know why he's so upset. "I know that" I reply
"So then why did you do it?" he asks a little bit louder.
"Because it's a very big deal in case you haven't noticed, when this baby comes our lives are going to change forever. Im not good at keeping secrets, and I didn't want to okay?"
I say starting to get frustrated. Why does he want this to be kept a secret?
Mark starts to say something but takes in a deep breath and shakes his head. "I do not understand you-"
"You don't understand me!? I-" am not very good at comebacks. "I don't understand you!" I sigh and walk to the door.
"Lexie" his voice is calm now, but I ignore him no matter how badly I want to run into his arms and listen to the sound of his heart beating, I'm angry and he's the one who needs to apologize.
So I open the door and walk through it. After I turn the corner I see Derek leaning up against the wall. He's smiling but when he sees me it fades.
"Everything okay little grey?" He asks me obviously concerned. Ever since the plane crash he's been acting more like a big brother to me even at work.
I shrug "Everything's fine"
"Lexie, you are a terrible liar-"
I frown and walk past him "Im fine, Derek"
All I hear is the door to the lab open up, I think It's Mark because Derek moves in front of him and says his name lowly. I dare not turn back to see the face that melts my heart, his big puppy dog eyes that just makes me want to cradle him in my arms..even though he probably wouldn't fit to some people, to me he fits perfectly.

I walk to a patients room to check up on them. They just had a tumor removed from their brain. But when I get there she starts seizing, oh crap! I press the button and brace the patient "Somebody page Sheperd!!" I shout, moments later nurses rush in followed by Derek.

The patient started seizing two hours ago. We did all we could, but..it wasn't enough. She didn't make it. After that I was paged to the E.r. Mark doesnt want me down there because i may get overwhelmed, but I'll be fine and i know when to step back. So I went down and was informed one of the patients was a schizophrenic, paranoid. I've dealt with one before and handled it pretty good. So of course I volunteered to help out. After I finished stitching his hand I turned my back for one second! And he tackled me! Pinned me down and then started hitting me because he thought that i was the one who hurt him. All i could think of was being trapped by the wing of the plane, and suddenly i cant breathe. So I scream, but now he starts choking me. luckily there was a doctor who heard me and ran in. All i remember is the schizophrenic getting pulled off of me and Callie rushing in. I just laid on the ground in pain and completely terrified. When I woke up it seriously hurt to stand up so I paged Callie again and found out I fractured my ankle. So I get to walk with crutches for a couple weeks. Mark is really not gonna like this. So I was sitting down on the examination table when he came in, my back to him.
"Lexie..I'm sorry about earlier. I know this is amazing news and it shouldn't be kept from anyone, so I got you this pin that says 'I'm expecting!' I think it's mostly for sixteen years olds that tell there parents that way. But Lex-" finally I turn my head revealing all my cuts and bruises on my face from that Schizophrenic.
He stops mid sentence and his jaw drops. I see concern flash into his eyes as he slowly walks over and stands in front of me, looking at the brace on my ankle up to my eyes again. I feel hot tears form even though I try to blink them away.
"Lexie?" I stare at the ground. The next thing I know Mark is pulling me into his arms and holding on tight. I feel tears slip out of my eyes and I wrap my arms around him as well. We just sit there in each others embrace for a while. I don't know how long it's been when Callie comes in with the crutches, but I've stopped crying and marks grip is not as tight. He lets go and looks at Callie when he hears the door open.
"Sorry it took so long"
She says eyeing Mark then finally looking at me
"It's okay.." I didn't realize it but my voice sounds hoarse. Probably from screaming.
She hands me the crutches and I stand up on my good leg and take the crutches, once I lean on them it's much better. But it's going to be hard to do surgeries and check up on patients.
"Well I have to go work with Doctor Sheperd in the lab..so I'll see you guys later" I manage a small smile and then leave with the help of my new crutches. I see some people staring at me but I try to ignore them and head to the elevators. So what? I'm pregnant, limping and have lots of bruises and a few cuts. I can still work just fine.