Another short, but fairly dramatic chapter! Thank you all for the reviews, it's such a pleasure to read them. This chapter was hard to get out, but I think I managed to make it work in the end.

Also, the medicine is not perfect, I know. I tried to make it accurate but I know there's some flaws in it. However it is all based on real medicine, and I tried to do my research!

Please enjoy and share your thoughts on the chapter!

Addison scanned the charts one more time before she entered the room. This was going to be one awkward consultation. On the other side of that door was her ex-boyfriend, her ex-husband's new wife, her ex-boyfriend's pregnant ex-girlfriend, and both the ex-husband's new wife and ex-boyfriend's pregnant ex-girlfriend, who also happened to be an ex-patient.

All of that of course on top of the news she was about to deliver. With a deep breath she pulled the door handle down and pushed it open. Mark was the first person she saw. He was sitting on a chair far away from the hospital bed staring at the floor deep in thought. On either side of the bed was a sister. Meredith clutched Lexie's hand and Molly sat at the end by her feet.

Lexie stared up at the ceiling, but all other eyes were on her. "Uh, hey everyone," she greeted awkwardly. They all murmured responses, eager to hear the news. "So, Lexie, how much did Dr. Phillips tell you about the complications?"

Her patient finally looked at her. "Just that there were some. She said she didn't feel comfortable on my case because she didn't have enough experience on pregnancies like mine."

Addison felt her heart sink. She didn't want to be the one to deliver this news. "Alright. Um, what Dr. Phillips found was that the complication in your pregnancy is TTTS."

Mark and Meredith immediately looked away, and Lexie just stared. Molly watched everybody else's reaction and shot her a look of panic.

"What is that?" she asked frantically, "Is Lexie going to be okay? What about the babies?"

"It means one of them is going to die," Lexie returned to staring up at the ceiling.

"TTTS is twin to twin transfusion syndrome. It means that Baby A is getting too many nutrients, and Baby B isn't getting enough," Addison explained, "Unfortunately if it isn't caught in the first 20 weeks of pregnancy and treated, there is a 70-100% chance that the donor baby, the one not getting enough nutrients, may not make it. It is also likely that Lexie will go through preterm labour."

Addison watched this sink in on Molly's face as she looked at her sister. Lexie wasn't what Addison remembered her to be. Dr. Grey was an intelligent, optimistic surgeon who usually had hope to share. The patient laying in that bed was not the same person. Lexie Grey looked tired, defeated and completely miserable. Addison heard the story of the crazed man who kidnapped her, and how she almost killed herself to get away from him. Not only that but that these babies survived all the surgeries they went through with their mother, and now one of them was probably going to die. Addison had only seen one TTTS case where both babies survived. And sometimes neither of them made it.

She felt incredibly guilty for sharing this horrible news. None of these people deserved it.

"So Lexie's right, one of the babies are probably going to die," Molly tried to process the information.

"I won't lie to you, the pregnancy is going to be a struggle. I just need you all to be prepared," she explained, "Right now their blood supply is still connected, but as most of you know there is a simple surgery we can do to separate it. That way if Baby B goes into heart failure, Baby A still has a chance of being born. I strongly suggest the surgery, the sooner the better."

"Fine," Lexie mumbled.

"They'll get through this, Lex," Mark finally spoke up, "They've made it this far, they can-"

"Can you give us a minute?" Lexie asked the other women in the room quietly. Meredith and Molly exchanged looks but eventually left the room anyways. Addison saw the look on Lexie's face. She looked furious.

"I'll have someone come prep you for surgery soon," she said. She really wanted to warn Lexie about not getting too riled up but the look on her face kept her mouth shut.

Lexie glared at Mark. "Lex," he began but she cut him off.

"For fuck's sake just stop it," she spat, "Stop trying to make me feel better, stop telling me everything is going to be alright! Because you know what, it won't. The babies are going to die. Just fucking deal with it already. They're going to die. They're going to die and it's your fucking fault."

His face turned from miserable to heartbroken. "Get the fuck out," she whispered.

Mark stared at her. Tears were streaming from her eyes but she refused to wipe them away. Lexie stared right back at him.

"I'll leave," he finally said, "but when you wake up from the surgery I'll be right here. Whatever happens I will be right here, no matter what, I'll be by your side."

"I don't know why I agreed to meet your doctor friends," Sasha fiddled with the beer bottle in front of her, "the one won't stop babbling and the other looks like he's about to punch the first person who rubs him the wrong way right in the throat. You really like these people?" She watched from across the bar while Alex and April played darts.

Jackson chuckled, "Yes, as a matter of fact I do. And surgeons aren't like normal people. You get used to it."

"Oh and you think I deal with normal people in my line of work?" she raised an eyebrow, "Last week I arrested a guy who shot his neighbour claiming he was a zombie. And two days before that I helped track down a serial killer who strangled his victims then played with them like they were dolls. And not too long ago I found the guy who kidnapped your pregnant coworker and held her prisoner for weeks. So don't you tell me that the people I work with are normal."

"Fair enough," he said, keeping his best crazy patient stories to himself. If he said anything else it was surely to become a competition, and Sasha was one of the most competitive people he knew, rivaling even Cristina Yang. "Someone really thought he shot a zombie?"

"Yeah," she cracked a smile, "he was convinced. Turns out the neighbour just had a really rough night out drinking. But I've seen enough zombie flicks to know he wasn't the real thing."

"Wow," Avery took a swig of his beer. Kepner and Karev returned from their game, the former with a huge grin on her face. She slipped in the booth beside Sasha, and Alex sat beside Jackson.

"So Sasha, you went to high school with Jackson?" April awkwardly interrupted the conversation.

"Yeah we were...friends, sort of," she said. Her body tensed up after the others joined them at the table.

April continued oblivious to the other woman's discomfort, "Oh? High school sweethearts, huh?" she teased.

"Uh no, we've never been involved," Jackson lied, "although I do remember an unfortunate incident involving prom."

"I love prom stories! Aw did you take her to prom? That's so cu-" April gushed.

"Well, long story short I got stood up," he said reluctantly. He could see Sasha's shoulders beginning to relax.

"Dude, you got stood up at prom? Pathetic," Alex said and laughed.

After that the conversation flowed easier, and Sasha even seemed to enjoy herself. Finally, April announced it was time for her, and Alex - Jackson noted, to leave.

"Well it was a pleasure meeting you Sasha," April said, "It's so nice to see Jackson with somebody, I mean, after what happened with Lexie-"

"We're not together," he clarified.

"Oh, my mistake," she said, and shot him a look before leaving with Alex.

Sasha sat with him in the booth quietly for a moment, staring at her beer bottle. Avery was afraid to say anything, and he prayed that she wasn't paying attention to what April said.

No such luck. "What did she mean when she said 'after what happened with Lexie'?" Jackson recognized her 'interrogator face'.

"It was nothing," he mumbled. She wasn't buying it.

"What happened with you and Lexie Grey?" Sasha asked forcefully.

"We dated for awhile okay? I broke up with her," he said.

She processed this information silently. "Were you guys serious?"

"Sure, I guess we were serious. But she wasn't in love with me."

"But you loved her." It wasn't a question. "You never said you were on of the exes in the hospital. Damnit Jackson, why didn't you say anything when you were questioned?" She asked angrily. Fuck, she thought.

"It's because you did it, didn't you." She watched the look on his faceand her fear was confirmed. "Fuck!" she yelled and the bar went quiet.

"Sasha, I-"

"No. You don't get to say anything else to me. Ever," she spat, "I-I...I have to go." She stormed out of the bar.

Jackson slumped down into the padded booth and went over in his head what just happened. "Oh fuck," he said.

What did you think? Also, did anyone else notice the similarities to last weeks episode and some of the events/facts in my fic? Weird, huh?