InsaneJournal

From the time that Lexie had found herself on her own in the gym again she had set herself to work. Something had clicked in Lexie's brain - something that would not allow her to remain still - she needed to do something, needed to keep her focus off of where she was and what she was feeling. The best way to accomplish this? Clean.

The exam area was whiped down and the muddied footprints that had trailed from the door to the tables and back again were mopped up off of the hardwood with ease. These actions kept her busy only a short time and soon enough she was back on the prowl,looking for ways to keep her mind busy. Peeking into one of the doors that lead off into a darkened hallway, Lexie realized that there might be a room back there she could call her own. Overcoming fear she stepped into the dark, littered hallway. Turning to the first door on her right she found a janitor's closet. Continuing to the next it was a hallway that lead to the locker rooms.

Pushing open the next door, Lexie found what had probably once been a small store of sorts - perhaps where tickets or concessions had been sold from. The door was one of those half ones with a little ledge that hung off like a counter. The room beyond the door, barely six foot square was just what she was looking for. A room with a door that had a latch. She could lock herself in at night. Looking up at the ceiling she spied the current source of light - a long, skinny window. "At least nobody will come climbing through it," she remarked, feeling quite self satisfied.

Propping open the door with a hunk of folded cardboard she set her attention back to moving her things from the main room to this tiny little alcove all her own. She could nest in there. She could feel safe in there. Lexie Grey had finally found her own space. Weevils, clones, waking up naked - it didn't matter she'd managed a safehouse.

Stacking the couch cushions and her blankets and her sweatshirt and her food Lexie tried to pick up the entire load at once. She knew immediately this was a bad, bad idea. First thing to go: a can of pears. Next thing to go her sneakers. Finally the whole load tipped and Lexie was left standing in a pile of everything she owned in Vas. It wasn't much but it was hers.

"Great," she groaned, bending over to try and put everything back into some semblance of order. "I guess I'm going to have to do more than one trip," she sighed.

At least she had a place. Finally.