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Chapter Five

Lexie Grey struggled to open her eyes. Her entire head was pounding right now. Her eyes felt dusty, like she'd been asleep for a century. She blinked again, trying to hear but she couldn't hear anything. It was just a constant never ending ringing in her head.

When she finally came to, she could start to see the scene before her. Lexie's noticed she had a ton of dirt covering her arms. She could also feel the stinging of some cuts and bruises that had either formed or were beginning to form.

Suddenly, a loud piercing scream broke through her silent ear drums. Lexie, now startled, shot up. Her entire back was sore and now she could see Arizona screaming in pain because her leg was broken. It was swollen like a purple balloon. Cristina was there too, running all around with a make shift sling.

"Meredith!" Cristina called out frantically. "Meredith!"

"Meredith?" Lexie questioned. Her voice hoarse. All of a sudden, Arizona stopped screaming and so did Cristina.

"Lexie!" Cristina yelled out in shock.

"What happened?" Lexie asked, rubbing her eyes.

"The plane crashed!" Cristina cried out, her eyes wide. "The plane crashed! I can't find Meredith, Derek, or Mark!"

She nodded, still in a dazed confusion. Lexie was trying to remember back to when the plane crashed. All she could remember was how when the plane flew apart how she could just see the entire sky. There were so many stars...Then everything went black.

Lexie looked to where she fell. The seat she was in broke her fall. If it wasn't for that she surely would've sustained a worse injury. Lexie looked to see that she couldn't feel her arm. She winced, looking at the purplish tint to it.

"You probably broke a bone or two," Cristina finally said after a bit of dazedness. "I can't find my shoe."

"Ah huh," Lexie responded, her voice wobbly. She then looked around, getting up as best as she could. Arizona was now looking at her with tear stained face and swollen, bloodshot eyes.

"Come on, let's go find them," Cristina said as the two women then started to wander off around the campsite, yelling for their loved ones.

"Meredith? Derek? Mark?" Lexie called out, her voice shaky. She could process what was happening, but not really. Why didn't I just stay home? Lexie thought to herself as she waddled around with pain in her arm. "Meredith? Derek? Mark!?"

"Over here!" She heard a groan. A familiar groan. Lexie then sped toward the direction of the voice. She didn't stop until she saw Mark laying on the ground. He looked confused as he struggled to pull himself halfway up.

"Mark!" Lexie yelped, scrambling towards him. "Mark! Are you okay!?"

"What happened?" He asked, his voice ruff like gravel. Lexie knelt down by him and steadied him so he was sitting up now. Mark also had a large cut going down his face. "My back is killing me."

"Nothing broken? Do you feel anything else?" Lexie asked frantically, trying to examine him.

"I'm fine, I think," Mark muttered, checking himself out as well. "I just feel a lot of blood coming from my face. Is it bad?"

"I don't think so," Lexie muttered, touching it gingerly. "Hopefully you won't need stitches."

"I think I might," Mark replied, blinking a bit. "It seems pretty deep."

"Right, plastic surgeon," Lexie said. She felt really dizzy and her head was pounding still.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Mark now asked, looking at her with worried blue eyes. "You don't look too good."

"I don't know," Lexie replied quietly, rubbing her eyes. "I think...I think it's a concussion and my arm seems broken."

"We need to make sure there's no internal bleeding," Mark wheezed out. "I don't think I have anything right now."

"We'll find out eventually," Lexie murmured, clutching her arm. She winced at the pain.

"Here, let me see that," Mark said, offering his hand.

"I'm fine, really," Lexie insisted, taking a deep breath. "Really."

"I got it. Seriously," Mark told her. "Callie's my best friend. I know a thing or two about bones."

"Alright, but we need to find some bandages for your face soon," Lexie pointed out. "But first we need to find Meredith and Derek."

Mark looked at her puzzled, "You don't know where they are?"

Lexie shook her head, tears welding up a bit in her eyes. "No. You're the first we found. Cristina, Arizona, and I are okay. I don't know about the pilot, but for now we need to find them."

"Alright, let's do that," Mark agreed, getting up with a bit of a wobble.

"Meredith! Meredith!" Cristina called out, frantically looking around the area. "Derek!"

That's when they detected a loud groaning. Lexie and Mark, who were now arm in arm, wobbled over to the sound of the groans. That's where they saw Derek.

Actually, it didn't even look like Derek. It was a more mangled version of Derek. His body was covered in bruises and he was propped up against a tree.

"Derek!" Mark cried out, his voice sounding like broken glass at the sight of his best friend. "Derek! Buddy!"

"Mark?" Derek murmured, struggling to open up his eyes.

"I'm right here," Mark whispered, kneeling beside him. "You're alright, bud. You're alright."

"Meredith," Derek breathed, looking for his wife. Lexie felt her stomach twist at the sight of her brother in law. She then gently took his bruised hand and held it in hers, trying to be careful.

"We can't find her. Cristina's looking for her right now," Lexie explained softly.

"Meredith," Derek said, groaning again. "My kids! My kids!" he wheezed, causing Lexie and Mark to share a look.

"Shhh, it's going to be alright, Derek," Lexie cooed, trying to calm her brother in law down.

"I found her!" a voice cried out. The blood in Lexie's veins ran cold as she looked at Mark.

"Stay with him," She whispered.

Mark nodded as Lexie picked herself up and stumbled over to where Cristina was currently yelling her lungs out. When she got there she saw Cristina huddled over the form of Meredith. Lexie's stomach dropped as she threw herself on the ground by her sister.

"She's alive!" Cristina sobbed, brushing a hand through Meredith's hair. There was a large gash on her forehead.

"Cristina," Meredith murmured under her breath. Lexie could see she was struggling. The younger Grey took a deep breath and took her sisters hand before examining her. Meredith had trauma, it was obvious. The bruises on her body, the broken leg, and there was obvious trauma to the brain. Lexie's heart raced as she tried to think hopelessly of ways to help her sister.

"We need to bring her towards Arizona," Lexie declared finally after a few shaky seconds. "Cristina, help me!"

"Alright," Cristina replied as the two carefully lifted Meredith.

"Lexie?" Meredith questioned softly.

"Yeah, Cristina and I are right here Mer," Lexie said, her voice tight.

"Where's Derek?" Meredith asked, her voice dry.

"Mark's with him. Don't worry. We're going to be fine," Lexie vowed to her sister.

When they got back to the wreckage site, Arizona was still sniffling but immediately stopped when she saw Meredith. Relief washed over the PEDs surgeon's face as they placed Meredith right beside her.

"Do you know what's wrong? Is she okay?" Arizona asked frantically.

"We're not entirely sure," Lexie explained. She looked at Cristina with concerned eyes, "Watch Mer, I'm going to see how Mark and Derek are doing."

"Of course," Cristina answered. With that, Lexie picked herself up from the ground and then ran over towards where Mark currently was with Derek.

"Lex! He's not breathing!" Mark yelled out, causing Lexie's mind to start racing. The two of them placed Derek laying upside and lifted up his shirt to see it was all purplish.

"It's a cardiac tamponade," Lexie muttered to herself. Her eyes darted to the direction of where Cristina was, "Cristina! Come quick! We need you!"

"Derek, listen to me," Mark pleaded, his voice raw with emotion. "Stay with me, buddy. Okay? Think of your kids!"

"What is it!?" Cristina asked, coming over to the scene.

"He's got a cardiac tamponade," Lexie explained breathlessly.

"Alright," Cristina answered, taking a deep breath. "Okay, you're gonna have to help me on this one, Three. Think you can handle this?"

"I got it," Lexie said, taking a deep breath. Mark was by Derek's head as Cristina and Lexie began to perform the make shift surgery.

Lexie felt numb as her knife penetrated Derek Shepherd's skin. He let out a roaring scream as blood gushed from his wound and the fluid left his body.

"Good job," Cristina breathed as Derek's chest moved rapidly up and down.

"You're going to be okay, buddy. I promise," Mark murmured, clutching Derek's form. "You're going to be okay."

"We need to get him to the others," Cristina declared. "We need to make a stretcher. There's some material by the plane."

"I'll help," Lexie said as she went over to grab whatever she could to make a stretcher.

"Where's Derek?" Meredith asked, laying on the cot with a pained expression. "Where's Derek? Derek!?"

"He's going to be fine, Mer. I promise," Lexie promised breathlessly as she gave a small smile at her sister. She then ran back to where Mark was with Derek. They all then carefully placed him on the stretcher while Mark and Lexie began to move him back to the others.

"Derek!" Meredith exclaimed in relief as she saw her husband being placed right next to her.

"We're going to have to try to get help," Lexie muttered to Mark and Cristina. "I don't know how long they're going to be able to survive this."

"We'll get help," Mark insisted adamantly. "We just have to."

"Yes," Cristina agreed.

Meanwhile, Lexie's stomach twisted in all sorts of knots at the mangled forms of her brother in-law and sister. Her thoughts were racing as she tucked blankets around Derek's form with her good arm. He looked so pale.

"Hang in there, Derek," begged Lexie. "Please, your kids need you. Your sisters need their big brother and your mother, her son..."

Derek smiled weakly, even though his eyes were closed, "You've been a good sister, Lexie…Probably my favorite."

Lexie let out a soft chuckle, followed by some tears leaking down her face. She then turned to Meredith who looked very pale as well.

"You too, Mer. I need my big sister," added Lexie, brushing some of the woman's hair back.

Meredith smirked as she lifted her hand up gently to give Lexie's hand a weak squeeze, "I'm glad you're my little sister."

Lexie sighed tearfully while Cristina came over to take over watching them. Lexie shared a look with the normally sharp and collected Cristina Yang. Her eyes looked tonic and she didn't seem quite the same.

"We should try to start a fire," mentioned Lexie, looking at the wreckage.

"With what?" asked Cristina lamely. "There's nothing here to help us. I checked. I haven't found a lighter or anything."

"I'll find something," declared Lexie.

The youngest Grey sister began to look around the campsite. Arizona was keeping Jerry the pilot company, telling him all about Callie and how they planned to adopt a little girl.

Lexie then saw Mark. He was touching his wounded cheek still and she could tell he wanted to try to suture it himself. She then got up and wobbled over to him, kneeling beside him.

Mark's ice blue eyes met hers and Lexie gave him a sad smile, "Here. Let me help."

"You sure you can do this little Grey?" asked Mark as Lexie picked up the needle and thread they had. "I don't need the money maker damaged."

"Don't worry," replied Lexie, smirking. "I had a very good teacher teach me all about suturing."

Mark chuckled weakly as Lexie began to sew the gash in his cheek together, "Hopefully it won't scar."

"It might," mentioned Mark quietly. "But that's not because of you, Little Grey."

Lexie sighed as she carefully fixed her ex boyfriend's face. In a matter of no time it was sewn back together. Mark touched it and smiled, "Not bad at all, Little Grey. Not bad."

"Thanks," replied the brunette as she then took a seat next to him. The skies were getting dark and the wilderness around them was coming alive. "We need to make a fire."

"How?" asked Mark as the two scanned the area. "With what?"

"Good for you all, I was a girl scout," said Lexie, picking up some twine. She then found a few twigs. "Here, gather some wood. We'll make it right by the others."

"Alright," said Mark as he began to help Lexie with the fire. They then build a fire while Lexie began to make a contraption with the twine and sticks. Mark, Cristina, Jerry, and Arizona watched curiously as Lexie rubbed the twine and sticks until a spark formed. Soon, a small fire began to cackle with sparks.

"Nice, Lexie," praised Arizona.

"Now we just need to make it bigger so someone will find us," muttered Cristina as she took a spot right next to Meredith.

"We'll find something," announced Lexie. "Were there any flares?"

"Yes, but I have no idea where they could be right now," said Jerry the pilot. "Plus it's getting dark now. I don't recommend it."

"We'll find them in the morning. Maybe even by then someone might find us," said Lexie hopefully.

"Maybe," responded Cristina dryly as she curled up near Meredith and Derek.

Lexie sighed as she then took a seat next to Mark. Arizona looked exhausted as she tried to coax Jerry the pilot. Her leg was now in a splint and it was still looking extremely purple. Meredith and Derek were in and out of sleep while Cristina stayed with them. Lexie kept her eyes open, watching the area for any danger.

"I'm worried," stated Mark quietly. Lexie turned her attention to him with wide eyes. "For all of us, but especially Derek and Meredith."

"We'll get help," insisted Lexie, trying to stay optimistic. "We just have to."

"I don't know. It's getting dark and we've been out here for hours already…" trailed off Mark. "I think. I could be wrong. We don't know how long it's been since we crashed..."

"We'll get help," repeated Lexie, her voice hard. "Owen and the others will figure out we're gone and they'll get us help. They will."

"I hope," said Mark, his voice shaky. "I can't lose him, Lex. Derek's the only family I got. If I lose him…I don't know what I'll do. He's the reason I even came to Seattle in the first place…I love that guy like my own brother. I just can't lose him."

"You still have me," declared Lexie, causing Mark Sloan to look at his ex in surprise. "I mean, we have godchildren together. I'm not going to abandon you just yet, old man."

Mark chuckled as he then wrapped an arm around Lexie's form. She sighed as the two snuggled up. The temperature was getting cooler and right now they were relying on each other for warmth.

"You gotta stay awake, Little Grey," mentioned Mark as he ran a hand through her hair. "Don't need that head of yours to get worse."

"I know," answered Lexie, sighing. "Keep talking to me, please?"

"What do you want me to talk about?" asked Mark curiously.

"Anything. Tell me a story or something," mumbled Lexie as she buried her face into in collarbone.

"Alright," replied Mark. he then went into depth about something wild he did with Derek as teenagers. The sounds of the forest surrounding them. Lexie tried to concentrate on Mark's voice, but fear wracked her body.

All any of them hoped was for someone to find them, and soon.

A/N: Hey guys! Long time no update lol well like i said my life's crazy and I'm also trying to finish up another fan fiction I completely forgot about this one. Anyway, don't get too worried. I know it sounds like I'm heartless and I'll be killing them all off, just give me a chance. That's all I'm gonna say. Anyway, hope you enjoyed and hopefully I'll update soon lol! Thanks again!