So this is kinda like my other finale fic, but it is strictly Mark/Lexie centric.
Each chapter will have a song that goes with it, but this isn't really a Songfic.
This first song is Long Night by the Corrs.
I don't own anything.
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It had been eight days since the shooting. Eight days since Lexie had told Alex she loved him when she had thought he was dying. For a split second, she did love him, but almost right after she said it, she didn't love him anymore. But she felt like she needed to stay with Alex, he had been shot and the person he had been calling for when he was on death's door would probably never see him again. She was all he had left and she couldn't leave him alone now.
"Lexie?" Alex asked stirring in his hospital bed.
"Yeah, Alex?" She asked tiredly. She had been spending her nights when she wasn't on call in his room.
"Can you get me a drink of water?" He asked pointing at the cup and pitcher that he could've gotten himself.
"Yeah." She said pouring him a drink and handing it to him.
"Thanks." He said gulping it down. "Hey, Lexie. I'm kinda hungry. Could you go get me some potato chips from the vending machine?" He asked flashing her the very familiar puppy dog face.
"Yeah, sure." She said smiling at him and standing up.
She walked down to the vending machine and when she pressed the button nothing happened. Normally she would've calmly just gone to the one, but she was tired and sick of feeling unappreciated and still feeling like she needed to chose, but felt obligated to choose one man.
She kicked the vending machine is frustration, the quickly went to the bathroom where she quickly locked the door and fell to the floor in sobs, but this time she was alone. No one was there to comfort her.
When she was finally done sobbing, she went to the sink and got rid of all evidence of sobbing then walked to the other vending machine and back to Alex's room.
"What took you so long? I'm starving here!" He said teasingly.
"Shut up and eat the damn chips." She said tossing them to him and trying to sound lighthearted.
"Yes, ma'am." He said opening the bag and shoving a chip in his mouth and chewing with his mouth open purposefully in front her. "I'm eatin the damn chips." Alex said smirking at her.
"Give me one." She said reaching over.
"They're mine!" He said laughing and pulling them towards him.
"I paid for them." She argued crossing her arms across her chest.
"Fine, whatever." He said handing her one.
"Thank you." She said annoyed, but, unsurprisingly, Alex didn't catch it.
After he finished eating, he decided that he wanted to go sleep.
After he fell asleep Lexie snuck off to one of the on call rooms to try and get some much needed rest, but she couldn't fall asleep. It was just another long night spent alone.
It doesn't really matter now you're gone But I'm all, all alone again And it's gonna be a long night Once upon a time we fell in love But now I'm on, I'm on my own again And it's gonna be a long night Lost in you arms baby Now I'm on my own again And it's gonna be a long night It's gonna be a long night
You never were around that much to speak of
Didn't think that I could live without you, baby
It couldn't be that hard to live alone
Thinking you will never say
that you'll be home again
And it's gonna be cold without your arms
And I`m gonna get stage fright caught
in the headlights
It's gonna be a long night
And I know I'm gonna lose this fight
And I thought that I would be the only one
Thinking you will never show
you won't be home again
And it's gonna be cold without your arms
And I`m gonna get stage fright caught
in the headlights
It's gonna be a long night
And I know I'm gonna lose this fight
Lost in your arms
Thinking you will never show
you won't be home again
And it's gonna be cold without your arms
And I`m gonna get stage fright caught
in the headlights
It's gonna be a long night
And I know I'm gonna lose this fight
I'm gonna get stage fright caught in the headlights
And I know I'm gonna lose this fight
I'm lost in your arms baby
Lost in your arms
Mark Sloan was lying awake in bed with three empty bottles of beer beside him. He knew it sounded strange, but there was one part of the shooting he had enjoyed. Right before they had found Karev and Lexie was in his arms for the first time in months and the hour that she held his hand while they waited for news on Alex before she left his hand and went to Karev's.
He wanted to believe and he hoped that she hadn't made a choice between them.
She couldn't have because it wasn't normal circumstances.
But he knew that if, that if killed him, Lexie wanted to get back together with him, it wouldn't be until Alex had recovered. Mark knew Lexie too well. She would feel obligated to help him get better. She always wanted to help people; she always went above and beyond on a personal level with patients. Normally, he loved this about her, but this time it would most likely kill him.
He was about to open his fourth bottle when his phone rang.
"I'm cutting you off." Derek said.
"What?" Mark asked playing with the bottle.
"I'm guessing you're about to open… What? Your fourth beer?" He asked suspiciously.
"Well… No." He said guiltily.
"Yeah. Mark, put the beer down and go to bed."
"Fine. Derek, you know me way too well. It's creepy." Mark said putting the beer on his bedside table and getting up to turn off the light.
"And that is why I'm your best friend." Derek said laughing. "Now get some sleep. I'll know if you get another beer. Goodnight, Mark." After Derek hung up the phone, Mark could feel the silence that had overtaken the apartment since Lexie left. It would be his fault if she chose Karev. He tried to move on, he wouldn't talk to her, and when he finally realized that it was impossible for him to stop being in love with her, she had moved on. He hoped it just wasn't permanent.
He climbed back into bed, but couldn't sleep. It was just another long night spent alone.