Well, this is the final installment. I think I made it good enough. It's all I could have wanted for the story. Sorry to my potential write, but I went ahead and finished it myself. I hope you all enjoy the final chapter of Now.

Chapter 13

Mark and Lexie were curled up together tightly on the hospital bed. Both were awake, but not saying anything. Everything that had to be said had been said. Mark subconsciously traced circles on Lexie's arm, thinking about everything that had been happening. A lot had happened. Too much had happened. Mark wondered how he would get through this. His three children, one just a newborn, had been taken away from him.

Will. His boy. Mark remembered when he was first born after the car accident. April was still here then. The pregnancy was a fairly easy one. Lexie barely showed, until the end, when she suddenly had signs of being pregnant. They weren't married then. Talk flew around the hospital. People actually CARED about that. Like it was their business. Well, it wasn't theirs. It wasn't anyone's, except Mark and Lexie's. And that day, when Will was born, marked the worst day of some people's lives. Libby, Kimmie, Alice, and Ileah. It was the worst day of their lives. They lost their sister. But that day, when his tough, strong-willed, amazing son was born, that was one of the greatest moments of his life.

Then, there was his daughter. His little daughter. She was so small. Just barely four years old. The way she was taken from her parents was not something she could understand yet. But for a child so young, she was brilliant. In more ways than one. Her eyes shined, a brilliant shimmer of blue. She got Mark's eyes. They shined. But her intelligence. Now that was brilliant as well. By the time she was one, she was walking, running, and was nearly potty trained. By one and a half, she was COMPPLETELY trained. She was only three when she read her first book. It was a Junie B. Jones book. Mark didn't know what they were, but April claimed they were "the best books ever". Her dark curly hair was Mark's favorite trait she had inherited. She was smart, quiet, reserved, but that hair was so gorgeous. Just like Lexie's hair. Just perfect. mark had never been so scared when he saw her wheeled into the ER. She was his little girl, and his natural instinct was to keep her safe.

And, baby Emily. Mark had held her once, maybe twice. He didn't know his daughter. It killed him. But those few hours he had with her were incredible. She already had a feisty personality. Mark knew that she would be the toughest child to raise, though she was barely a day old. He could not wait.

Mark softly sighed. He missed his kids more than anything. Lexie stirred next to him, and her breathing slowed. Mark knew she had fallen asleep. He looked across her face. He studied her. Even in her sleep, her eyebrow was furrowed. Mark knew she was worried. He took his index, and middle finger, and gently smoothed out the creases. Once they were relaxed, her whole body changed. She suddenly wasn't stiff as she was. She breathed what sounded like a sigh of relief. She scooted in closer to her husband. Mark wrapped his arms tighter around her, and kissed the top of her head.

Mark suddenly felt a strong pressure in his lower stomach.

He had to pee. So, he carefully disentangled himself from the beautiful woman, and gently got up from the bead, unaware of the figure outside the room.

Ileah's POV

I watched Mark get up from the bed, go to the bathroom, and close the door. It was time. I went to the door, and put my hand on the handle. I turned it, and the door quietly whooshed open. I put my first foot into the doorway, but I suddenly stopped.

Why was I even doing this? I looked down at the fake gun in my hands. Was this actually worth it? Was the money really worth it? I thought back to the boss. I was going to be in huge trouble if I didn't do this. So I took one step, and was fully immersed in the room. The door swung shut behind me, but didn't make any noise.

But what if I outed the boss? Instead of just giving up, what if I told? What would happen then?

'I don't think I can do this.' I thought to myself. I turned back to the door, and reached out to the handle when suddenly, Lexie stirred.

I heard her gasp as she took in my hooded figure, and saw the gun. I worried that she might scream.

I don't want this life.

3rd person

Lexie's thought were wild. Frantic. All over the place. She thought of the shooting, she thought of her safety, she thought of Mark's safety. But one thought stuck out the most. Her children. If she was going to get them back, she had to PROVE she was ok to care for them. So, despite all of her worries, despite the danger she was in now, she caught her breath, and spoke softly.

"You can't hurt me more than I've already been hurt." Was what she said. Ileah stayed frozen.

"What?" Mark spoke as he came out of the bathroom. He looked straight to Lexie, but when he saw the terror in her eyes, he looked towards the door, where the strange masked figure stood. Mark said many obscenities, and ran over to Lexie, reaching out his hand. "You're ok, Lex. Look at me. Don't look at them. We're not here. We're home." Mark threw out many of the lines he used on Lexie whenever she had an episode, but stopped when he saw she wasn't having an attack. He was confused, but kept his eyes on the gun, making sure the person didn't move.

"I'm…I'm terrified right now. Words can't describe. B-but you cannot hurt me." She could barely be heard. She was focused on trying not to freak. Suddenly her thoughts of her children slipped away, and she began to shake. But just as soon as it began, her thoughts went back to baby Emily, shy April, and strong Will. She stopped, and spoke up

"Who are you and what do you want?" She said. Ileah sighed.

'FML.' She thought to herself. She removed the ski mask, and both Mark and Lexie's jaws dropped.

"I can explain…" She began. But she didn't know how to finish. So she put the fake gun to her thigh, and pulled the trigger. When nothing happened, she said, "It's a fake." Mark and Lexie were frozen as Ileah threw the fake gun on the ground. The plastic cracked, and the head of the toy snapped off.

"What are you even doing?" Mark said harshly. "Do you KNOW what that could've done? To Lexie?" Mark was furious. Ileah knew she only had a few minutes to explain. So she rambled.

"I didn't want to. I'm broke. I have a job, but I have so much debt that I have nothing. So, I got another job. She hired me. She was paying me. I got your kids taken; I was going to keep them away. I need the money. I have nothing. My sister, my best friend is dead. I figured I had nothing to lose. But I was wrong. I'm so sorry for everything." And with that, Ileah dropped the mask on the floor, and turned to leave.

"Wait." Lexie called. Ileah froze, and turned back around. "Thanks."

Ileah was beyond confused. "Why are you thanking me?"

"You gave me another chance to do things right. I didn't freak out. I'm getting better." Lexie was proud, but Mark had other questions.

"Who hired you?" He asked. Ileah took a deep breath. It was time to out. She was terrified, but she knew it had to be done.

"Amelia Shepherd."

/

Derek stormed into the room. It was about an hour after Ileah had outed Amelia, and basically everyone was in the room. Meredith, Ileah, Mark, Lexie, and now Derek. Everyone was staring at the woman in the corner. She stood, her head down.

"What the hell, Amelia?" Derek yelled. She flinched, but didn't speak. So Derek continued. "How could you do this? You're ruining my best friend's life. My wife's sister, for God's sake. What were you thinking?" Derek scolded. She looked up, and spoke softly.

"He hurt me. He hurt me. It wasn't something I could just get over, or let go." She said softly.

"What are you talking about?" Meredith asked in a softer, kinder voice. She had a way with being calm in intense situations.

"I just…that night. When I was with Mark. And Lexie saw. Mark didn't see her, but it was like he KNEW. that he was breaking her heart. But he didn't stop. It wasn't until after when he told me that I needed to leave immediately. He said he got what he needed. And kicked me out. That hurt. More than you can imagine."

"So….then what?" Lexie spoke up.

"I just…couldn't live with it. I needed to do something. S o I decided that since he hurt me, I would hurt him. And I did. But, you know, it doesn't make me feel any better. And the only thing I want to do now is apologize. But I don't think you'll accept."

"You're right, they won't." Derek said. But Meredith held up a hand to shush him. Mark spoke.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't even think that night. I didn't mean to hurt you. But you meant to hurt me. Which sucks. And I'm not sure how forgivable that is. But I get it. And I will forgive you." Mark said. Amelia smiled softly.

"I don't deserve it." She said sadly.

"No, you don't." Lexie said. "But it's the right thing to do." Lexie looked to Ileah. "I'm sorry about your sister. And I hope to never see you again." She joked. Ileah laughed.

"I deserve that!" She laughed.

"By the way…" Amelia started. Everyone looked to her. "It didn't even work anyways. It just helped you get better. You'll have your kids back in no time." And with that, everyone smiled.

/

About 3 months later

"And please, do me a favor, and never come back here again."

Lexie smiled at the words of her rehab counselor. "I won't." The counselor grinned, and waved as Lexie left the center. Lexie did three month in rehab until they decided she would be able to care for her children again. She quickly left to go find Mark. Once she got out to the parking lot, she got in her car and left to go home.

She was just around the corner from her house when she saw one black car. It was very familiar, but she dismissed it, and went to her house. When she got to the door, she opened it. Right as it opened, she saw a flask of dark brown, and felt a sharp pain in her legs. She looked down to see what the weight was, and immediately began crying softly.

She bent down, and wrapped her arms around April, hugging her as tightly as the little girl could handle. She pulled away when she felt someone beside her. She looked over, and saw Will standing patiently.

"Oh." She sighed contently as she pulled him in, too. "I missed you guys so much. How did you get here?" She asked.

"Aunt Callie and Aunt Ari brought us." April said in her high pitched voice.

"Let's go see them." Lexie said, standing up. She held hands with both of them, and walked into the kitchen area. She nearly screamed when she saw it.

A big banner proclaiming Welcome Home Will, April, And Emily! was hanging on the cabinets. A second one saying Congrats, Lexie! was just above it. All of her friends were there in the kitchen. She looked around at all of the faces. She saw Meredith, Derek, Cristina, Owen, Bailey, Jackson, Jackson's new girlfriend, Alex, Callie, Arizona, and Mark. But only one person kept her eye. It was, strange enough, Arizona.

"You'd better get that girl over here." She said towards Arizona. Arizona stepped forwards, and reached out her arms. In her arms was a tiny baby girl, with little brown tufts of hair, and dark brown eyes. She took the baby in her arms, and studied her face. She was sleeping. She was perfect. Lexie began crying softly again. April and Will were already off playing with Meredith's son, Graham, Bailey's son Tucker, and Cristina's two children, Megan and Isaac, so she felt comfortable asking.

"Did they behave?" She asked Callie and Arizona.

"Like angels." Callie responded. Mark walked over to Lexie, placed a kiss on the baby's head, and kissed Lexie softly once.

"I don't even know what to say. I'm so glad we get them back now." Lexie said softly to Mark.

"This is home." Mark said quietly. "This is our home."

A/N: So, this was it. Sorry if it isn't what you wanted. I played around with a lot of endings, and this was the best. Thanks everyone for being suck great readers. Final reviews would be great. I'll miss the fanfiction world! You're all amazing!

For the last time,

-Chasing April42.