One Night (Part Three/?)
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One Night Part Three
For the most accurate results take with first morning urine.
Lexie already knew this; it was a standard rule of home pregnancy tests. Using first morning urine would allow a woman’s hCG levels to build over night. So that is what she did. She bought the test night before, on her way home from the hospital.
She was relieved that Thatcher was visiting Molly for the next two weeks. She didn’t need to hide the test from him. She sat on the edge of the bathtub after she peed on the stick. She tried not to stare at it as it sat on the bathroom counter. She needed to wait five minutes, but it already felt much longer than that.
She didn’t know what she was going to do if the test came back positive. She prayed that the test didn’t come back positive. She didn’t know how a baby would even begin to fit into her life right now. First she was pretty much broke, paying for med school took a hit on her finically. Then there was the fact she was living with her father, who was drinking too much. Thirdly, she just started her intern year. It was going to be hard enough without a baby. Then there was Mark. Her Vegas husband. Their annulment was supposed to be final in another month.
Lexie looked at her watch. It had only been three minutes. Two more to go.
She liked her husband, she decided. Mark was unbelievably handsome. He was smart. He was a brilliant surgeon. Though he didn’t exactly make it public he was sweet and kind. And he made her laugh. Lately he had been the only one who could make her laugh.
Was it that crazy for her to like her husband?
She began to think of the weird coincidences that had occurred between them. She knew she was being silly, but she needed to make a list. She had been making list for years. It has always helped her sort out her thoughts. The first time she made a list is when she was 8; it helped her to decide to skip the third grade. So started to write.
1. It was her first time in Vegas. It was his turn time in Vegas.
2. She had never been married before. He had never been married before.
3. He was a surgeon. She was an intern, on her way to becoming a surgeon.
4. She was supposed to be in Boston. He was supposed to be in New York. Yet they both ended up in Seattle.
Was their night in Vegas more than a mistake? Was it as mistake it all? There were so many things that never should have happened. The marriage. They never should have seen each other again.
Still she wasn’t sure what to call that one night in Vegas. Was it a mistake? Or could it have been fate? Destiny? Meant to be? Inevitable?
Her watch began to beep, signifying the end of the five minutes. She took a deep breath. Please be negative. Please be negative. Please be negative. Please be negative. Her mind chanted as she slowly brought her eyes to the test. The bold screamed out at her as she read the results.
Pregnant.
She blinked. Pregnant. She was pregnant. Tears filled her eyes. She felt her knees start to give out, so she sat down in the middle of the bathroom floor and cried. She was terrified and she didn’t know what to do. How was she going to tell Mark? The annulment was going to be so much more complicated now.
~*~
“Three, you’re on Shepherd’s service today.” Cristina Yang told Lexie, without even looking, “Four, you’re with Torres. Now go.” It had been two days since Lexie found out she was pregnant, and she had yet to work up to nerve to tell Mark. She barely knew him and he barely knew her, she had no idea how he was going to react.
“Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Yang assigned me to your service today.” Lexie told Derek, when she found him five minutes later. She looked over to see Meredith standing next to Derek; obviously she was also on his service. She sighed; she really didn’t need her half-sister drama today.
“Well we have a surgery starting about a half an hour.” Derek handed her a chart, “Can you prep the patient, Dr. Grey?” He gave her a friendly smile, “He’s in room 342.”
“Of course Dr. Shepherd.”
~*~
They were two hours into their craniotomy surgery when Lexie felt her stomach twist. Damn it. Not now. She blinked, praying the feeling would past. It didn’t. Her stomach churned, she needed to get out of there. Luckily she was just observing the craniotomy at the moment. “I have to…” She didn’t finish, she just bolted out of the OR, running as fast as she could to the nearest bathroom.
“Meredith, go check on her.” Derek told her.
“What? Derek…”
“It wasn’t a request. Go check on her.” Derek demanded, turning his attention back to the surgery.
“Ugh.” She scoffed, walking out of the OR, fine. She pulled off her surgical mask, throwing it in the garbage. “Have you seen the other Grey?” Meredith asked the first nurse she saw.
“Yeah, she bolted to the bathroom.” The red head told her, pointing in the direction of the bathroom. “I hope she didn’t upchuck before she made it.”
Meredith resisted the urge to roll her eyes, “Thanks.” She took fast steps towards the bathroom. “Lexie?” She asked as she entered the bathroom, “You okay?” The only response she got was the sound of Lexie throwing up, “I will take that as a no.” She sighed, leaning against the wall next to the sinks.
A few moments later the toilet flushed, Lexie emerged from the bathroom stall. She looked pale and had a few tears in her eyes. “Sorry.” She mumbled her apology as she washed her hands. She splashed some water on her face.
“Go home Lexie, you’re sick.”
I wish, Lexie thought, “Okay. Can you tell Dr. Shepherd I’m sorry? I didn’t mean to run out of his OR like that.”
“It’s not your fault your sick.” Meredith told her. “He doesn’t’ care, he is the one who told me to come check on you.”
Lexie sighed; knowing she was an idiot for even thinking Meredith wanted to check on her. “Well thanks for checking on me. I think I’m going to go home now.”
~*~
Mark had just finished with a sixteen hour shift when he heard the nurses whispering at the nurses’ station. “Did you hear about the other Grey?” The red head asked. “She totally ran out of Dr. Shepherd’s surgery to throw up.”
“Is she sick?” The blond one asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe. But I saw her before the surgery and she didn’t look sick. Maybe she can’t handle surgery. I mean she was only in there for two hours.” She laughed, “Maybe she can’t handle all the blood that comes with it.”
Mark rolled his eyes and stopped listening, he needed to get out of this damn gossip mill that some called a hospital.
~*~
“Damn it!” Mark looked up at the sound of a familiar voice, followed by a car’s engine sputtering. “Come on! Start.”
“Lexie?” Mark asked as he approached her car. “Having car troubles?” He frowned, she looked exhausted. “Come on, let me give you a ride home. We can call a mechanic when we get there.”
“Okay.” She whispered, grabbing her purse before getting out of her car. “Thank you.” She took a deep breath, knowing this was the perfect opportunity to tell him that she was pregnant, and more importantly, that he was the father.
“I heard you go to sick during Shepherd’s surgery.” Mark told he drove. “You okay?”
“You heard about that?” Lexie groaned, “It happened like ten minutes ago. How did you hear about that already?”
He smiled at her sympathetically, “I guess you haven’t been working at Seattle Grace long enough. We are lucky we have some talented nurses working with us, unfortunately they like to gossip.”
“What were they saying about me?” Lexie asked. Did they know?
“They think you are either sick or can’t handle seeing a surgery. One thought you couldn’t handle the blood.” Mark told her honestly, she deserved to know the truth. “Don’t spend your time worrying about them. “They just really like to gossip.” He pulled into her driveway. “I’ll walk you in.” Mark told her, “How are you feeling?”
“Nauseous.” Lexie told him truthfully as they walked to the house. “B-b-but I k-know w-why.” She stuttered. She took her key out and unlocked the front door, “C-can you come in for a l-little wh-while.” Stop stuttering, you idiot, her mind screamed at her as she allowed Mark into her house.
“So do I.” Mark told her, “You’re sick. It’s probably that bug that has been around.”
“It’s not.” She said, barely above a whisper. “I’m not sick.” She took a deep breath, time to rip off the band aide. “I’m pregnant.” She braced herself as she looked up at him, having no idea what his reaction was going to be.
“You’re pregnant?” He asked. “Is…it…It’s…mine?”
Lexie nodded, “You’re the only one I’ve been with in months. If you want paternity test, I understand. I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow if you want to come…” She looked away from him, beginning to ramble, “It’s at 9:30 at the clinic on Bronson.”
“You’re not getting an abortion?” Mark mentally kicked himself. He knew that probably was not the best thing to say at the moment, but it was the first thing that popped in his head.
Lexie blinked, struggling not to cry. “No. I’m not. I’m pro choice, but I refuse to use abortion as birth control.” She cleared her throat, “Look…You can be as involved or as uninvolved as you want…”
“The annulment is supposed to final in less than a month.” He shook his head, “You do realize we probably won’t be able to get it now. Damn it!” Mark cursed. “I have to go.” Without another word he turned and left.
Lexie cried herself to sleep that night.
~*~
Pregnant. She was pregnant. She was pregnant and he was the father. He had known for hours now, and it still hadn’t really sunk it yet. He sighed; he couldn’t believe how much he fucked up Lexie Grey’s life. He married her in Vegas and now she was knocked up. Because of him. He wasn’t sure he could ever forgive himself.
~*~
“Are you ready to hear the heartbeat Miss Grey?” Dr. Mary Hanson asked as she turned turned on the Fetal Doppler Stethoscope. “Or do you want to wait for your husband?”
Lexie looked over at the door; she sent Mark a text message over an hour ago, letting him know what time her appointment was. And then she sent him another message when she got into the exam room, so he would know the room number. He still hadn’t shown. “I guess he got caught up at work.” She lied, “Go ahead.”
“Okay, I’m going to start by putting some gel on your stomach. I’m going to warn you, it is a little cold.” Mary looked up when there was a knock on the door, there was a short pause then the door opened.
“Mark.” Lexie smiled. “You made it.”
“Sorry I’m late.” Mark shut the door behind him as he walked into the room. He sat on the chair next to Lexie, “Did I miss anything?”
Mary smiled, “Not yet Daddy. We are just about to listen to the baby’s heartbeat.” She looked over at Lexie, “Are you ready?”
Lexie nodded, smiling when Mark took her hand in his, “I’m ready.” Mary spread the gel on to Lexie’s stomach and then rolled the Doppler on her belly; the sound of the heartbeat filled the room, “Wow.” Her eyes quickly filled up with tears.
Mark’s smile disappeared when he saw Lexie’s tears, “Hey? You okay?”
She smiled, nodding, “I’m fine…I’m just…That is sound. That’s my baby.” She looked at him, “That’s our baby.” She wiped her eyes, “It’s a beautiful sound, isn’t it?”
“It is.” Mark agreed, “Dr, can we get a moment alone please?”
Mary nodded, “Of course, you can have all the time you need.” She wiped the gel off of Lexie’s stomach, “Whenever you are ready, meet me out front.”
“I’m sorry about yesterday.” Mark apologized as soon as Mary left the room. “I know it’s not an excuse, but I was just surprised. And I wasn’t expecting it…And I just got off a really long shift at work…I was just…I’m really sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Lexie told him, “I was surprised to. I’m sorry I mess the annulment up.”
“I think we both did that.” Mark told her. “I called William this morning. I told him about the baby, he told me he was going to withdrawal the annulment. He said we are no longer eligible because of the baby. We have to get divorced.”
Lexie nodded, “I guess we will have to start telling people that we got married and Vegas.” She placed a hand on her stomach, smiling slightly, “We can’t exactly hide it anymore…Well at least I can’t.”
He squeezed her hand, “We’re in this together, okay?”
Lexie squeezed back, “Okay.”
TBC…
Timeline for those of you who are interested:
July 15th: Lexie and Mark meet and get married
August 2nd: Mark moves to Seattle
August 20th: Susan Grey dies
August 29th: Lexie starts her internship at Seattle Grace
October 3rd: Lexie finds out she is pregnant
October 6th: Mark and Lexie hear the baby’s heartbeat for the first time
October 7th: Lexie is 12 weeks pregnant
April 5th: Baby Sloan’s due date.
One Night Part Three
For the most accurate results take with first morning urine.
Lexie already knew this; it was a standard rule of home pregnancy tests. Using first morning urine would allow a woman’s hCG levels to build over night. So that is what she did. She bought the test night before, on her way home from the hospital.
She was relieved that Thatcher was visiting Molly for the next two weeks. She didn’t need to hide the test from him. She sat on the edge of the bathtub after she peed on the stick. She tried not to stare at it as it sat on the bathroom counter. She needed to wait five minutes, but it already felt much longer than that.
She didn’t know what she was going to do if the test came back positive. She prayed that the test didn’t come back positive. She didn’t know how a baby would even begin to fit into her life right now. First she was pretty much broke, paying for med school took a hit on her finically. Then there was the fact she was living with her father, who was drinking too much. Thirdly, she just started her intern year. It was going to be hard enough without a baby. Then there was Mark. Her Vegas husband. Their annulment was supposed to be final in another month.
Lexie looked at her watch. It had only been three minutes. Two more to go.
She liked her husband, she decided. Mark was unbelievably handsome. He was smart. He was a brilliant surgeon. Though he didn’t exactly make it public he was sweet and kind. And he made her laugh. Lately he had been the only one who could make her laugh.
Was it that crazy for her to like her husband?
She began to think of the weird coincidences that had occurred between them. She knew she was being silly, but she needed to make a list. She had been making list for years. It has always helped her sort out her thoughts. The first time she made a list is when she was 8; it helped her to decide to skip the third grade. So started to write.
1. It was her first time in Vegas. It was his turn time in Vegas.
2. She had never been married before. He had never been married before.
3. He was a surgeon. She was an intern, on her way to becoming a surgeon.
4. She was supposed to be in Boston. He was supposed to be in New York. Yet they both ended up in Seattle.
Was their night in Vegas more than a mistake? Was it as mistake it all? There were so many things that never should have happened. The marriage. They never should have seen each other again.
Still she wasn’t sure what to call that one night in Vegas. Was it a mistake? Or could it have been fate? Destiny? Meant to be? Inevitable?
Her watch began to beep, signifying the end of the five minutes. She took a deep breath. Please be negative. Please be negative. Please be negative. Please be negative. Her mind chanted as she slowly brought her eyes to the test. The bold screamed out at her as she read the results.
Pregnant.
She blinked. Pregnant. She was pregnant. Tears filled her eyes. She felt her knees start to give out, so she sat down in the middle of the bathroom floor and cried. She was terrified and she didn’t know what to do. How was she going to tell Mark? The annulment was going to be so much more complicated now.
~*~
“Three, you’re on Shepherd’s service today.” Cristina Yang told Lexie, without even looking, “Four, you’re with Torres. Now go.” It had been two days since Lexie found out she was pregnant, and she had yet to work up to nerve to tell Mark. She barely knew him and he barely knew her, she had no idea how he was going to react.
“Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Yang assigned me to your service today.” Lexie told Derek, when she found him five minutes later. She looked over to see Meredith standing next to Derek; obviously she was also on his service. She sighed; she really didn’t need her half-sister drama today.
“Well we have a surgery starting about a half an hour.” Derek handed her a chart, “Can you prep the patient, Dr. Grey?” He gave her a friendly smile, “He’s in room 342.”
“Of course Dr. Shepherd.”
~*~
They were two hours into their craniotomy surgery when Lexie felt her stomach twist. Damn it. Not now. She blinked, praying the feeling would past. It didn’t. Her stomach churned, she needed to get out of there. Luckily she was just observing the craniotomy at the moment. “I have to…” She didn’t finish, she just bolted out of the OR, running as fast as she could to the nearest bathroom.
“Meredith, go check on her.” Derek told her.
“What? Derek…”
“It wasn’t a request. Go check on her.” Derek demanded, turning his attention back to the surgery.
“Ugh.” She scoffed, walking out of the OR, fine. She pulled off her surgical mask, throwing it in the garbage. “Have you seen the other Grey?” Meredith asked the first nurse she saw.
“Yeah, she bolted to the bathroom.” The red head told her, pointing in the direction of the bathroom. “I hope she didn’t upchuck before she made it.”
Meredith resisted the urge to roll her eyes, “Thanks.” She took fast steps towards the bathroom. “Lexie?” She asked as she entered the bathroom, “You okay?” The only response she got was the sound of Lexie throwing up, “I will take that as a no.” She sighed, leaning against the wall next to the sinks.
A few moments later the toilet flushed, Lexie emerged from the bathroom stall. She looked pale and had a few tears in her eyes. “Sorry.” She mumbled her apology as she washed her hands. She splashed some water on her face.
“Go home Lexie, you’re sick.”
I wish, Lexie thought, “Okay. Can you tell Dr. Shepherd I’m sorry? I didn’t mean to run out of his OR like that.”
“It’s not your fault your sick.” Meredith told her. “He doesn’t’ care, he is the one who told me to come check on you.”
Lexie sighed; knowing she was an idiot for even thinking Meredith wanted to check on her. “Well thanks for checking on me. I think I’m going to go home now.”
~*~
Mark had just finished with a sixteen hour shift when he heard the nurses whispering at the nurses’ station. “Did you hear about the other Grey?” The red head asked. “She totally ran out of Dr. Shepherd’s surgery to throw up.”
“Is she sick?” The blond one asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe. But I saw her before the surgery and she didn’t look sick. Maybe she can’t handle surgery. I mean she was only in there for two hours.” She laughed, “Maybe she can’t handle all the blood that comes with it.”
Mark rolled his eyes and stopped listening, he needed to get out of this damn gossip mill that some called a hospital.
~*~
“Damn it!” Mark looked up at the sound of a familiar voice, followed by a car’s engine sputtering. “Come on! Start.”
“Lexie?” Mark asked as he approached her car. “Having car troubles?” He frowned, she looked exhausted. “Come on, let me give you a ride home. We can call a mechanic when we get there.”
“Okay.” She whispered, grabbing her purse before getting out of her car. “Thank you.” She took a deep breath, knowing this was the perfect opportunity to tell him that she was pregnant, and more importantly, that he was the father.
“I heard you go to sick during Shepherd’s surgery.” Mark told he drove. “You okay?”
“You heard about that?” Lexie groaned, “It happened like ten minutes ago. How did you hear about that already?”
He smiled at her sympathetically, “I guess you haven’t been working at Seattle Grace long enough. We are lucky we have some talented nurses working with us, unfortunately they like to gossip.”
“What were they saying about me?” Lexie asked. Did they know?
“They think you are either sick or can’t handle seeing a surgery. One thought you couldn’t handle the blood.” Mark told her honestly, she deserved to know the truth. “Don’t spend your time worrying about them. “They just really like to gossip.” He pulled into her driveway. “I’ll walk you in.” Mark told her, “How are you feeling?”
“Nauseous.” Lexie told him truthfully as they walked to the house. “B-b-but I k-know w-why.” She stuttered. She took her key out and unlocked the front door, “C-can you come in for a l-little wh-while.” Stop stuttering, you idiot, her mind screamed at her as she allowed Mark into her house.
“So do I.” Mark told her, “You’re sick. It’s probably that bug that has been around.”
“It’s not.” She said, barely above a whisper. “I’m not sick.” She took a deep breath, time to rip off the band aide. “I’m pregnant.” She braced herself as she looked up at him, having no idea what his reaction was going to be.
“You’re pregnant?” He asked. “Is…it…It’s…mine?”
Lexie nodded, “You’re the only one I’ve been with in months. If you want paternity test, I understand. I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow if you want to come…” She looked away from him, beginning to ramble, “It’s at 9:30 at the clinic on Bronson.”
“You’re not getting an abortion?” Mark mentally kicked himself. He knew that probably was not the best thing to say at the moment, but it was the first thing that popped in his head.
Lexie blinked, struggling not to cry. “No. I’m not. I’m pro choice, but I refuse to use abortion as birth control.” She cleared her throat, “Look…You can be as involved or as uninvolved as you want…”
“The annulment is supposed to final in less than a month.” He shook his head, “You do realize we probably won’t be able to get it now. Damn it!” Mark cursed. “I have to go.” Without another word he turned and left.
Lexie cried herself to sleep that night.
~*~
Pregnant. She was pregnant. She was pregnant and he was the father. He had known for hours now, and it still hadn’t really sunk it yet. He sighed; he couldn’t believe how much he fucked up Lexie Grey’s life. He married her in Vegas and now she was knocked up. Because of him. He wasn’t sure he could ever forgive himself.
~*~
“Are you ready to hear the heartbeat Miss Grey?” Dr. Mary Hanson asked as she turned turned on the Fetal Doppler Stethoscope. “Or do you want to wait for your husband?”
Lexie looked over at the door; she sent Mark a text message over an hour ago, letting him know what time her appointment was. And then she sent him another message when she got into the exam room, so he would know the room number. He still hadn’t shown. “I guess he got caught up at work.” She lied, “Go ahead.”
“Okay, I’m going to start by putting some gel on your stomach. I’m going to warn you, it is a little cold.” Mary looked up when there was a knock on the door, there was a short pause then the door opened.
“Mark.” Lexie smiled. “You made it.”
“Sorry I’m late.” Mark shut the door behind him as he walked into the room. He sat on the chair next to Lexie, “Did I miss anything?”
Mary smiled, “Not yet Daddy. We are just about to listen to the baby’s heartbeat.” She looked over at Lexie, “Are you ready?”
Lexie nodded, smiling when Mark took her hand in his, “I’m ready.” Mary spread the gel on to Lexie’s stomach and then rolled the Doppler on her belly; the sound of the heartbeat filled the room, “Wow.” Her eyes quickly filled up with tears.
Mark’s smile disappeared when he saw Lexie’s tears, “Hey? You okay?”
She smiled, nodding, “I’m fine…I’m just…That is sound. That’s my baby.” She looked at him, “That’s our baby.” She wiped her eyes, “It’s a beautiful sound, isn’t it?”
“It is.” Mark agreed, “Dr, can we get a moment alone please?”
Mary nodded, “Of course, you can have all the time you need.” She wiped the gel off of Lexie’s stomach, “Whenever you are ready, meet me out front.”
“I’m sorry about yesterday.” Mark apologized as soon as Mary left the room. “I know it’s not an excuse, but I was just surprised. And I wasn’t expecting it…And I just got off a really long shift at work…I was just…I’m really sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Lexie told him, “I was surprised to. I’m sorry I mess the annulment up.”
“I think we both did that.” Mark told her. “I called William this morning. I told him about the baby, he told me he was going to withdrawal the annulment. He said we are no longer eligible because of the baby. We have to get divorced.”
Lexie nodded, “I guess we will have to start telling people that we got married and Vegas.” She placed a hand on her stomach, smiling slightly, “We can’t exactly hide it anymore…Well at least I can’t.”
He squeezed her hand, “We’re in this together, okay?”
Lexie squeezed back, “Okay.”
TBC…
Timeline for those of you who are interested:
July 15th: Lexie and Mark meet and get married
August 2nd: Mark moves to Seattle
August 20th: Susan Grey dies
August 29th: Lexie starts her internship at Seattle Grace
October 3rd: Lexie finds out she is pregnant
October 6th: Mark and Lexie hear the baby’s heartbeat for the first time
October 7th: Lexie is 12 weeks pregnant
April 5th: Baby Sloan’s due date.