pov: mark
i was sleeping in an on-call room when i heard the door open. i turned to see lexie. "wh-what are you doing?"
"do you want to be together?" she asked me. i stared at her longingly.
"of course i do! but do you want to be together?" i replied.
"mark why wouldn't i? i love you more than anything. so if we both want to be together, why aren't we together? i mean..." she rambled.
"lexie," i interrupted.
"what?" she replied.
"let's be together!" i exclaimed. she laughed and ran over to me.
pov: lexie
this is the best i've felt since the plane crash. it brings back faint memories of a time when i was brave enough to go to a certain plastic surgeon's hotel room and demand they had sex with me. "lex... we have to meet with the lawyers in 5 minutes," mark whispered. i turned around and kissed him.
"yeah. we should probably go don't you think?" i asked. he nodded and we got up and got dressed to meet with everyone.
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sorry for the short chapter i just want the next part to be on it's own!
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slexie: survival of the plane crash ✈️ 💥
Fanfictionthis is just one of the many fanfic theories of what could've happened if everyone survived the plane crash. however, the love story of slexie isn't as smooth sailing as most others, something still stands in the way: julia.
