Chapter One

She was the girl next door.

Contagious smile, sparkling eyes and a warmth about her that could melt the coldest of hearts. She was whip smart but down to earth. She was a bit naïve, at times very goofy and clumsy, but in the end she was Lexie Grey.

She was her father’s pride and joy. Harvard graduate prepping for her internship when her whole world crashed down around her.

Her mother died. She had dropped the phone when her sister called her, her voice shaking and broken. Their father didn’t even try to hold it together, he headed to the bar and it was as if he had never come back. Nearly a month later, and he had spent far more time with Jim, Jack, Johnny and Jose then his two daughters and beloved grandchild.

Seattle Grace wasn’t her first choice, but family cemented the decision to return to Washington State and further pursue her career there. Reluctantly she signed up for the program and triumphantly she was accepted...yet she was to be haunted by the ghost of her father’s past relationship...his daughter, Meredith Grey.

When she was five, her father went to every dance recital, drew her outline in chalk on the driveway and colored it pink, blue and yellow, laughed as she ran through the sprinkler and let her sleep on the couch near the tree on Christmas Eve. When Meredith was five her father said goodbye and never turned back. Meredith spent her time in the window seat her fingers pressed against the glass wondering when things would be good again. Things still weren’t good but Lexie had little understanding of it.

Meredith wanted nothing to do with her. Alone in the locker room Lexie’s tears fell like bombs on a castle of dreams that was crashing down around her. She didn’t know her father anymore; the double lives he had led left her in a bounty of confusion and misplaced anger. She couldn’t blame Meredith for her tears, no matter how badly she wanted to...she just couldn’t. In the end, her father was the cause of her momentary pain and she didn’t know if the anguish would subside.

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He beat him until his fists were bloodied and then man was unrecognizable. He still called him ‘boy’ even as Alex Karev’s fists bruised his father’s pale skin and his eyes rolled over with rage...he still called him boy.

He didn’t return when he checked out of the hospital. He left and never looked back as Alex picked up the broken pieces of coffee table, along with his mother’s heart.
He thought wrestling would be the cure-all. Physical activity to release the anger and rage but it never filled the void. Nothing did. Not make-out sessions or quickies under the bleachers at football games or even getting his college scholarship. He went to school to wrestle, and left a doctor.

Seattle Grace was his fresh start. New place, new faces, leaving his scarring past behind in an old fixer upper of a house and his mom’s tear filled eyes.
He would never admit that Izzie Stevens broke away a part of his heart, but it was obvious that the woman he called Ava, Rebecca Pope...broke a piece and took it home with her. He didn’t shave. He thought it would give him a new look, give the impression of a badass just to disguise the fact that he missed her, that maybe he even loved her too.

Bossing around his interns and the newly appointed sense of authority didn’t erase her face from his memory. Empty hospital beds were painful reminders of the day he ran to tell her to stay, and she was already gone.

Fresh faces and freshman doctors, nervous, clumsy and inexperienced...her face stood out to him. He wasn’t going to deny it either. He smirked and called her hot on several occasions, which did not elicit a positive reaction from Lexie’s sister. But little did he know, that despite her desire to know her sister and the friendship she was forging with George O’Malley...he had caught her eye as well.

IIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiii am I exited or what???
Keep it comming!!

Loving it so far Sara! Can't wait for more! I really like Lexie, and she is so just how you write her! lol :)

AWWWWWWWW DUDE. SO GOOD. I LOVE IT. CONTINUE NOW. lol

WOOHOO!!! how do you write like that?!? :claps: haha I like how you give an explanation for Alex's awful facial hair :P fortunately he looked much better last episode :rolleyes:

WOW, is almost all I can say!!! I want to write like that as well with the perfect flow!

Can't wait for you to continue!!!