Chapter 1- Mark

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I wake up on the ground in a forest. I struggle to stand, and suddenly remember what happened. I remember sitting on a plane with Derek, Meredith, Christina, Arizona... and Lexie. Then I remember falling, and the back of the plane splitting off of the rest of it. The back of the plane, where Lexie was sitting. I immediately start to panic. I might be with Julia, but I still love Lexie.

I start to walk around and become aware of someone's screams. I think it's Arizona. I'm about to go check on her when I see Meredith and Christina walking around. I hurry toward them and fall to the ground. Pulling myself off of the ground, I feel pressure in my chest, but all I can think about is finding Lexie.

Christina and Meredith are talking about a shoe or something, and Christina yells at Arizona to shut up. Meredith and Christina keep talking until we all hear a clanging, like something banging on something else. It sounds like metal-on-metal, so I assume that Derek or Lexie is trying to get our attention.

The three of us hurry toward the sound until we reach a part of the plane on the ground. I see a bloody hand sticking out from under the plane, banging a seatbelt on the side on the plane. It's Lexie's hand.

I rush to the wreckage and crouch down next to Lexie. Her whole body from the waist down in trapped under the plane.

"Lexie," I say and feel for her pulse.

"I knew you'd show up," she says weakly.

"How is she?" Meredith asks.

"She's awake and responsive," I reply. "How are you doing in there?" I ask Lexie.

"I'm-I'm great," she says. Her voice is strained and weak.

"Good girl," I say, and my chest tightens. I know she can't make it, but I can't bear to lose her. "We're gonna get you out of here, okay?"

"Okay," she says and tries to smile.

My vision blurs as I stand up. Meredith goes to find Derek, and Christina and I try to lift the plane off of Lexie, but it won't budge. We try again.

"On three," Christina says.

"One, two, three," I say, and we strain to lift the plane. It doesn't move.

Suddenly, my vision goes black and I collapse to the ground.

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