*Lexie’s POV*

The hospital's parking lot is a quiet backdrop to the turmoil brewing within me. Leaning against Noland's car, I scan the entrance for him. The busy steps of the people coming in and out of the hospital are numbing my senses. The cool afternoon adds an extra layer of unease to the already tense atmosphere. Natasha paces beside me, her vivacious energy subdued by frustration and worry.

Carol is watching closely, she is vigilant and ...