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There is a partial list of chemicals

that our bodies produce
when we're falling in love.

Okay, let's get our teeth brushed.

We have five minutes.

P.E.A. is a natural form of amphetamine.

It puts us on high alert.

I half-expected to find
a handsome Italian resident

brewing us cappuccinos this morning.

He's very good at it.

Are you talking about Mom's boyfriend?

I... guess I am.

Pheromones, produced from DHEA,

create an inexplicable sense
of well-being and comfort.

Do you have a boyfriend, too,
Auntie Amelia?

Well, it's, uh... um...

Would you call it that?

Do you kiss him?

Maggie's here!

- Hey!
- Hi!

I thought you were
spending the night at Jackson's.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, okay, I was, alright? Good Lord.

I mean, I still have a room here.

I haven't moved out,
so why the inquisition?

O-Kay.

Auntie Maggie has a boyfriend.

Oxytocin has been called
"the cuddle hormone,"

and it stimulates the secretin
of dopamine, estrogen,

and LHRH.

Okay, Ellis and Bailey, let's go!

Get your backpack, Zozo.

This cascade of feel-good
hormones and neurotransmitters

is also generally accompanied
by poor judgment.

- What?
- Nothing.

You look happy.

Do I? That's weird.

I know, right?

No wonder they call it "crazy in love."

Quadruple espresso, please.

Quadruple?

I'm not judging. I'm impressed.

Glad to see you back at work.

Well, I'm not really working.
I'm on LEGO duty.

LEGO duty?

Gus.

Oh, the golden blood boy.

Yeah. I take strange comfort
in building things.

Same. I got to build part of
the Millennium Falcon

with him yesterday. Wow.

Okay, I'll see ya.

Oh, um, hi.

- E-Everything okay?
- What?

Uh, do you want me
to take Leo up to day care?

Yeah. No, I mean, I'm good. I'm good.

- Cool.
- Yeah, it is.

Cool.

Anyway.

Yeah. Oh!

Oh I got a...
I got a trauma, so I should...

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, excuse me.

Okay.

You saw that, too, right?

- Hey, you.
- Oh!

There you are.

Yeah. Funny bumping into you,

where we both work every day, huh?

- Yeah, that's true.
- Yeah.

So...?

What did Mer say?

Right.

- Right, about us moving in together.
- Yes.

Right, um...

W...

You know, you said you'd
ask her, and then took off.

So quickly.

Well, we d... we did
start to talk about it,

but, um, you know how crazy
it is in the mornings.

Yeah, I still don't really remember

why it is you need
her permission to move, but...

W-Well, it's not her permission.
You know,

it's just... she really
relies on me to help out with the kids,

and I'm like a buffer
between her and Amelia

because those two, am I right?

I don't want to leave her in the lurch.

Sure. Yeah.

- Okay, then.
- Okay.

You just let me know
what she decides about our life.

Well, she's not deciding.

I'm deciding.

Gabriella Rivera, age 4,

history of recurrent abdominal pain,

increased pain and vomiting today.

Okay, Gabriella.

Uh, Gabby.

She likes Gabby.

Hey, Gabby.

Do you know when the pain first started?

_

She's not sure.

I'm having a hard time
getting a detailed history.

In San Pedro Sula, I knew everything...

her blood type,
vaccinations, uh, allergies.

But these last few months are a blank.

I know nothing.

Luis has been here for a year.

He came on a visa, stayed,
and applied for asylum.

I waited to send for my family

until I had an apartment and a job.

But they were detained at the border.

Separated.

Caged like animals.

My wife, my little Dani, is still there.

When Gabby got sick,

did they treat her with anything, or...?

They gave her antacid.

Nothing more.

Uh, page Dr. Grey to consult.

Sir, we're gonna
run some labs, take tests,

and we'll know some more.

Does that sound good?

Ho... How much?

I don't have insurance, but I have a job.

I clean office buildings
in Belltown, and I pay taxes.

So I'm not asking
for something for nothing.

And I'm gonna buy
one of those, uh, policies

as soon as I have enough.

Well, in Washington,
we take care of sick kids,

no questions asked.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How goes the house hunt?

Ugh, crappy.

Especially when I let myself think about

what I had in Germany.

Yeah, well, that place was incredible.

It was.

- Okay, let's go.
- Yeah.

- Schmitt?
- What are you doing in there?

I was on the scene.

John Doe, collapsed
and passed out on the street

outside the flower shop.

Okay, where doesn't matter, Schmitt.

Right. Um, loss of consciousness,

GCS 13, systolics in the 130s,

has a scalp lac
from hitting the pavement.

No respiratory distress.

All right, let's get him into Trauma One.

He is mildly tachycardic.

Hey, what do you got?

John Doe, syncopal episode.

Schmitt found him
and brought him in the rig.

Well, somebody's got a lot
of free time on his hands.

So, you're a paramedic now?

I just happened to
be there when the guy dropped.

I knew to do the ABCs,
stabilized the neck,

depress the scalp lac,
monitor respiration...

Mm, got it, you're a hero.

Eh, "hero's" a big word.

Right place, right time, maybe.

On my count.

1, 2, 3.

Maybe quick-thinking.

Let's do a syncope work-up.

Uh, EKG, CBC, and a BNP.

Let's get a head CT. Page Shepherd.

Wait, that's no John Doe.
That's Lucas Ripley.

Ben's boss. No, Ben's boss's boss.

Schmitt, you just saved

the Fire Chief of the City of Seattle.

I am a hero.

Synced & corrected by -robtor-
www.addic7ed.com

Warren! Warren, here.

Dr. Maggie Pierce.

This is our captain, Robert Sullivan.

Just tell us how Chief Ripley is.

He's still confused.

On exam, he has a systolic
crescendo/decrescendo murmur

consistent with aortic stenosis.

Passing out is pretty classic.

Hey, it's Sully.

I'm here, buddy.

He may have had the condition for years.

You never know when or why
you're gonna go down.

- It just happens.
- Mm. Buying flowers.

Is he a-a flowers type of guy?

I mean, is he seeing someone?

- Why are you asking me?
- 'Cause you guys are BFFs.

Uh, that's not a...

That's not a term we use.

I was there. At Late Bloomers.
First responder.

He was buying roses and
I want to say peonies

for a guy named Vic.

Vic?

- What?
- Damn.

Vic? Get out.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Did I just out someone?

No.

Vic... is Victoria.

Oh, thank God.

I'm kind of new at this,
and my gaydar is, uh, not great.

I don't believe it.
She would have said something.

- She wouldn't keep...
- Yeah.

What? Wait, why aren't you surprised?

I'd like to hear more from the doctors.

I'd like to do a T.E.E. to get
a closer look at the aorta,

and I'll... I'll do a
stress test at the same time.

Ripley and Vic.

Damn.

Okay, now... now, who's Vic?

She's a-a firefighter at our station.

Yeah, and he is the Seattle fire chief,

so her with the chief is like...

I mean, that's like...

It's like... It's like you and our chief.

Uh...

Okay, fair enough.

Vic. Vic.

Sir? You're in the hospital.

Where... Where is Vic? I need to see Vic.

No, no, no, no, no.

You're still confused
secondary to the concussion.

Okay, man, we're... we're
gonna call Vic, okay?

Tell her to come here.

You just make yourself better.

Uh, I mean, just give me a ballpark.

Has it been weeks, months?

Oh. Hydrating.

Nice work, Altman.

What about Kegels? You keeping those up?

Stop now.

What? No, I started doing them, too.

Apparently, if I strengthen
my pelvic floor muscles,

I can improve my sexual performance.

But, I mean, is that even conceivable?

Don't even make me laugh. I'll pee.

What? No, that's why we do the Kegels.

What time is your flight?

Oh. Buzzkill.

6:00.

Mm.

I'm gonna miss you.

You know, the due date's only,
uh, three weeks away.

I could try to find a sub
to, uh, cover me

in... in Baltimore.

I'd like to stay,
you know, witness the miracle.

Would that be weird, if I stay?

That would not be weird.

Okay, good, 'cause I already
told Hopkins that I'm staying.

I just wanted to feel out your reaction.

Hey, Birth Buddy!

Hey, I, um, thought you were
headed back to Baltimore.

- No, decided to stay for the big show.
- Mm.

I already started a playlist.

Hope you like Enya.

- What? What?
- Stop it!

Hey.

Can you come find me
when you're done here?

It's cool. He's out.

Give me a hand? Guy has
an interior dislocation.

You can help with traction.

Don't know if you heard.

I was a hero at a flower shop today.

A hero at a flower shop?

What, did you save a dying rose?

Dying fire chief.

I stopped a head bleed on my own

before the paramedics even got there.

Your mom must be very proud.

I haven't called her yet.

Pull, nice and steady.

You want to know why I was at
a florist this morning?

1...

- 2...
- I was buying flowers for you...

...because you're going
through something...

...terrible,

and I was kind of expecting
something from you.

You were expecting flowers? Seriously?

- An apology.
- Okay.

I'm sorry I killed a guy and
you're making it all about you.

Nico.

You reduce that shoulder?

Yeah, uh, he's... he's all good.

Did he hit his head fighting a fire?

Ha. No, apparently,
he was buying secret flowers.

Speaking of secrets,

uh, you and Link...
is that a serious thing, or...?

Don't.

What? I'm just asking.

You don't get to do that.

You and I are not a thing anymore.

I think you're overreacting.

But, see, you don't get to say that.

You do not get to have an opinion on this

or Link or me or whatever.

There's nothing here.

He's groggy from a concussion.

Just keep him in
for 24 hours' observation.

- He should be fine.
- Okay.

Listen, I'm not saying...

No.

No opinion.

Not anymore.

I am making the
tallest building in the world.

No, that's the Burj Khalifa.

It's 168 stories.

It's in Dubai.

Okay, one of the tallest buildings, then.

Dr. Karev? Phone call.

Um, Gus, I'm gonna let you take over,

and, uh, I'll be right back.

Hi, this is Dr. Karev.

Dr. Alex Karev?

Are you still treating Gus Carter,

the RH-Null patient?

I'm sorry, who am I speaking to?

I'm Sophie Williams,

head of trauma at St. Boniface, Winnipeg.

We just admitted
a patient here, also RH-Null.

We saw Gus' name in
the cross-match database and,

Wait, um, you also have
an RH-Null patient?

Where's Alex? Where's Dr. Karev?

Um, let me...

uh, let me just find the other Dr. Karev,

and I will call you right back.

- Oh, okay.
- Okay, great.

Okay, sorry.

Sorry.

You know, I have a little girl
just like you at home.

Her name is Ellis.

- Can I see the K.U.B., please?
- Yeah, right here.

_

It is. It's a picture
of the inside of your tummy.

So, I think she has intestinal blockage,

which we can usually correct
with an air enema.

If that doesn't work,

we can do some more scans
and maybe surgery to reduce it.

Surgery?

I have no way to...

Maybe we should wait until
I can find a second job.

Uh, you can apply for state coverage.

It kicks in immediately.

Takes 15 minutes.

Dr. DeLuca can take you
to fill out the forms.

It's right outside that door.

It's okay.

_

_

_

_

Do I have to go back?

No.

Is my mamma coming here?

Let's get you well first,
okay, sweetheart?

It's gonna be okay.

- Oh! Hey.
- Oh! Hey.

Is Gus okay?

I'm sorry, I just had to get coffee

from not a vending machine.

No, no, no. He's... He's fine.

I just... I-I really need to...

What's wrong?

Did something happen?

- Something happened.
- No.

I-I-I just got off the phone
with a hospital in Canada,

and I think we found a donor for Gus.

What?

What?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

Okay.

Vic proposed to you?

- Vic?
- Proposed?

Yeah, she proposed, and I said, uh...

nothing.

- Nothing at all.
- Nothing?

Well, she told me to think about it.

- So, it's open-heart surgery.
- Right.

So, we'd open you up,
put in a prosthetic valve,

and you'd be home in a week.

Okay, let's do it.

I'll just go see Vic, tell her yes,

and you can butterfly me
by dinnertime. Deal?

It's a better idea for her to come here.

We can't reach her.

Well, keep trying.

You said I've been walking around
with this thing forever, right?

What's... What's one more day?

You have symptoms that aren't
consistent with your diagnosis.

I need to get a full picture

before I could even
consider discharging you,

even for one day.

Damn it.

Damn it!

Well, will you stop staring at
me and get the hell out of here?

Alright, just, uh, hang tough, Chief.

We're gonna be right outside.

You're gonna be fine.

Do I look like an idiot?

Like the second we leave here,

you're not gonna put on
your clothes and just take off?

I really thought I sold it.

Yeah, well,

"Get the hell out of here!"
was a... is a bit much.

Okay.

- Alright.
- Listen.

Let me do my job,
and let me run some more tests

so you can "Get the hell out of here!"

St. Boniface. Where is that?

Winnipeg. Five hours and change.

Great!

Um, let's clear an O.R. from 7:00 on,

let Pierce know. Call Winnipeg back,

get an infectious disease
history on the donor and an ETA,

and we will be good to go.

Copy that.

Oh, man. I swear to God, Jo,

I-I-I-I shook the trees
on five continents

and couldn't find anything for this kid.

Hey.

You are a good luck charm.

Aren't you glad you came into work today?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really am.

Dr. Billock to Radiology.

Dr. Billock to Radiology.

Hey. Real quick...

did you get a chance
to check out, uh, 247 Lawndale,

- the big house, the one by the lake?
- Yeah, I did.

It's gorgeous, but it's way
too much house for me.

Uh, okay, so you loathe, uh, sunlight,

open space, and greenery.

Good... Good to know.

What I loathe is that I left behind

the most perfect apartment in Germany.

It had high ceilings, giant
windows, and an open floor plan.

Now I'm looking at
three-bedroom houses by lakes.

I mean, how do you even keep
a three-bedroom house clean?

You... You hire help,

and, by help, I mean interns,
and, by hire, I mean assign.

Okay, okay, so something more Germanic.

The enema was a bust?

Tried air and water.

Intussusception is still there,

and her pain is getting worse.

He asked if he could be wherever she is.

I don't blame him.

When I did that 27-hour surgery,

by hour 10, I was ready to see my kids.

He hasn't been with her in three months.

Makes me sick.

You ready for this?

Luis doesn't qualify for
the state insurance

because he makes too much money.

Are you kidding? Cleaning offices?

Mm-hmm.

So he makes too much for insurance

and not enough to get treatment?

That's insane.

Mer, look at this.

Ugh. Is that a...

It's an ileocecal mass.

We should book an O.R.
and prep her for an ex-lap.

And he came in through
the E, industrial accident.

Well, this is perfect timing.

Dr. Karev should be out
of surgery in a few hours.

By the time you find...

No, sorry, so Dr. Karev
won't be flying with Gus?

Gus can't fly.

He hasn't set foot outside
the hospital in weeks.

He's severely anemic, secondary
to an underlying thymoma.

Anemic?

Then how can he donate blood?

Dr. Karev?

I'm... I'm sorry...

We can't do surgery on our guy
without Gus' blood.

You thought Gus was the donor.

Dr. Karev?

She is expecting me! She proposed!

She said, "Think about it."

And that she'd meet me.

Well, she sounds very reasonable.

Why didn't I just say yes

instead of staring, saying nothing?

You know what that is? That's a no.

That's not a no. How is that a no?

It's not a yes.

My boyfriend asked me
to move in with him,

and I did the same thing
that you are doing.

I did not say yes right away,
but it wasn't no.

Is he a troll?

No.

Well, then, what?

He... He lives in a dump?

Eh, no. No, he lives
in a terraced penthouse.

And I live in my sister's childhood home

with my nieces and nephew.

Explain yourself.

Uh...

Uh, Doctor, what... what is this mass?

W-We don't know yet,

but it's causing a blockage in her colon.

It could be harmless,

but we won't know until we operate,

send it to the lab,
and have them check it.

Either way, we have to remove it
to relieve the obstruction.

But...

Now they're saying
I cannot get that insurance.

I tried to bring them here
to save their life.

I waited. I worked. I'll work more.

I'll do whatever it takes
to save her life, but what...

- How?
- We will.

We...

We'll take care of it. We will.

I don't want you to worry
about the money, Luis.

It's taken care of, okay?

Book an O.R.

Uh... how?

How is it taken care of?

We'll figure something out.
I have a plan.

Yeah, those are two different things.

You heard her, she's got a plan.
Go prep the patient.

You don't have a plan, do you?

She wasn't exactly sure when, but...

He's flying in from Canada.

I know, I can't stop crying.

I love you, too.

I love you. Bye.

- Any word from Vic?
- No.

You know how stubborn she is.

And if she thought she
had been stood up, forget it.

Hey.

Jo?

A-Are you okay?

I screwed up.

I didn't mean to. I am so stupid.

I screwed up. I screwed up.

Oh, my God.

Karev, slow down!

Meredith, what happened?

Is she all right?

I-I-Is Ellis alright?

- Ellis? What's wrong with Ellis?
- Nothing.

Well, she's been scheduled for an ex-lap.

- Richard...
- Did you put your daughter's name down

on the insurance forms?

Tell me you didn't.

She has excellent insurance.

I did not see that coming.

Did you even consider other options?

I mean, we could look into

- more a-affordable treatment facilities.
- No!

I'm not shipping this
little girl off to County.

She may need follow-up surgeries,

top-level care, Alex Karev-level care.

And what is her father supposed to do?

Tell me.

He's supposed to quit his job

so then he can't feed his family?

He did everything right.

The system failed him.

The system, it's broken. We know it is.

So what does that say about us
if we don't fix it?

Look, there's a right way and a wrong way

to go about doing these things!

Feel free to debate them.

Right now, I'm gonna correct
this girl's bowel obstruction

so that hopefully
she can see her mom again.

If you'd like to have me
arrested when I'm done,

that's your call.

It was an honest mistake.

I can't tell them there's no blood.
It'll ruin them.

I don't know what you expect from me.

We have notified hospitals
all over the world.

Pull strings. Break rules.

Doesn't the military have

some sort of secret stash
of blood somewhere?

Can't you just call in a favor?

Everyone in this hospital
has called in a favor.

Dr. Karev, it's... it's not a matter

of just jumping the line.

There is no line.

There is no RH-Null blood to be found.

Okay. Dr. Karev, alright, sit down.

Jo. Jo.

Deep breaths.

Listen to me.

Gus is alive.

He is still alive. He is not dying.

He could. He could.

Not today. Not today.

He is not dying today.
You didn't kill anyone.

It was a mistake. It's gonna be okay.

Dr. Karev, I have seen you
incredibly steady

in very dark situations.

- You don't seem...
- What?

I don't seem what?

You don't seem quite okay.

Is something going on?

Do you want to talk?
Because I can listen.

Do you want me to go talk
to the parents with you?

No.

Dr. Tabb to the
third-floor nursing station.

Dr. Tabb, third-floor nursing station.

Any progress on the stem cell front?

No movement, no electrical activity.

How much time do you think you have?

About two weeks

until the window of hope
slams shut on Kari's fingers,

not that she'd feel it.

That's a little dark.

Sorry.

Anything else?

Actually, yeah, um...

I just want to say earlier, you know,

when I talked about you and Link, I...

- Owen...
- Just let me finish, please.

I told you a while back
that you were incapable of love.

But I've been doing some therapy, and...

I'm realizing that I think that it...

it was me that
I was talking about, not you.

And I'm sorry I said that.

It's not true.

It's the opposite of true.

Thank you.

Also, Leo misses you.

So if you ever feel like, you know,

busting him out of day care
and spending some time with him,

he'd be pretty happy about it.

Yeah, I-I would love to.

- I... Of course.
- Okay.

Well...

Thanks.

Milk.

He proposed, and you said
"We need more milk."

You actually said that.

It was the best thing I could
come up with in the moment.

Wow.

See, I get to say,
"Whoops. Fire. Got to go."

Always works.

You didn't just want to yell "Yes"?

Neither did you.

I was stupid, and I know that now.

And if you'd let me
leave here, I could...

You could tell her yes next week.

You could text her yes.

You could tell her yes in a voice mail.

You're an incredible romantic,
you know that?

If you leave here, your heart could stop.

If I stay here, my heart could...

- What were you about to say?
- No, I...

Were you about to say "break"?

Oh, my God, that is so cheesy.

I stopped myself, okay?
And you're no one to judge.

"Milk" when he proposes,

and "I need to talk to my sister"
when he asks you to move in?

That is because I am not impulsive.

I am reasonable and rational,

and that does not mean that I love him

any less than he loves me.

That's what I should have said to him.

See? That's what I mean.

Tell him.

Do it for me, okay?

If you're gonna keep me hostage here,

at least do that.

Okay, I'll do it,

as long as you promise to stay
until I finish my eval.

And so that Vic can come here,
and you can tell her, too.

O-Oh, my God, I get it.
I have to stay here, okay?

But you don't. Go!

Find your guy!

Take the leap!

She said I'm good to go.

Segments in the ascending colon

were gangrenous.

We got to her just in time.

Lymph nodes don't look great.

Dr. Grey.

The first specimen's path is back.

Frozen section's positive
for non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.

I can see that, Dr. DeLuca.

Which means multiple rounds
of chemotherapy,

repeat scans.

Oncology will have to get involved.

We're looking at years of treatment.

Okay, well, let's just focus

on reconnecting this colon
to the small intestine,

and then we'll come up
with a long-term plan.

Suture, Bokhee.

Anything else you'd like to add,
Dr. DeLuca?

No.

When you're done,

I want to see you in my office.

Sir, for the record,

I just want to... I want to say that -

Not you, DeLuca.

Grey.

She seemed really...
I don't know, you know, shaky.

Just... not herself.

Sorry.

I just wanted to talk to you about, um...

You know what? I'll... I'll
come back another time.

No, uh, it's okay. What is it, Altman?

Well, uh...

It's about Jo Karev.

And in my excitement at hearing

that there was another RH-Null patient,

I didn't confirm.

He wasn't actually a donor.

Um, they were coming to us.

They were coming to us.

They were also looking for a donor.

S-So...

So this man can't g-give...

So this man can't help Gus?

I'm so sorry.

I've got to call Scott.

I've got to call my mom.

If there is anything that I can do...

No, I think you've done enough.

I'm s...

I'm sorry.

That was unfair and unkind.

Why can't I give the man my blood?

I'm so... I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

No.

Crap.

Jo. Jo, come on.

Let's go.

Give another look, and we'll circle back.

Alright.

Schmitt, I need you
to grab all today's lab reports

so we can review them on rounds.

Oh, um, okay, I just need to...

No, you don't. You need to do this.

- I will in a minute.
- Schmitt.

Nico killed a man.

It wasn't some big trauma
and the guy just didn't make it.

Nico made a mistake
that took a man's life,

and he will remember
that man and that mistake

for the rest of his life.

I know.

And I'm just trying to be there for him.

He made a mistake,

and I'm just trying to tell him...

Have you ever made that mistake?

It feels like your blood's boiling

and you can't turn down the heat.

It feels like...

like there's a box of rocks
where your heart should be.

That's so poetic.

If he would just talk to me like that...

Schmitt, I'm...

I'm telling you to back off, okay?

Let him come to terms with it,
however he has to.

That's how you can be there for him.

And maybe, if you're lucky...

he'll do the same when it happens to you.

Honestly, Meredith?! Insurance fraud?!

You have three children!

Who live very comfortably
and want for nothing.

Per my A.A. program,

I am committed to rigorous
honesty in all my affairs.

So with this one reckless,
boneheaded act,

you are forcing me
to endanger my sobriety.

Well, you weren't supposed
to know about it.

Well, I do know about it!

And I'm supposed to report you!

And if I do that,
you could lose your license,

or worse, you could lose your children!

I'm not gonna lose my children.

They don't put your kids
in jail with you, Meredith.

Unless you come here seeking asylum.

Why don't you come off that
soapbox and tell me this...

how do you think implicating

a hardworking, law-abiding man
in insurance fraud

is gonna help his chances for asylum?

What are you gonna do?

That's what I'm rolling
around in my head.

The only thing to do is...

you need to make that little girl sicker.

What?

On paper.

Look, if we keep Gabby in the hospital

for 30 consecutive days,

a new state policy
automatically kicks in,

regardless of income.

So you need to come up with
a boatload of creative reasons

to keep her here.

So... you want us to lie more?

Oh, so now you're a Girl Scout?

I'm trying to keep
that man and his daughter

from being deported

because of your bad decision-making.

I'm not doing this for you.

I'm doing this for him.

What the hell, Bailey? What do I do?

Well, I-I was hoping
you could help me answer that.

I don't know.

She went... She went to Pittsburgh

to look up her birth mom,

and she came back
a totally different person.

And... And I have
no clue of what happened,

and I'm not allowed to ask.

We're not allowed to help her!

She won't talk, and I can't ask!

She's my wife,
and I'm not allowed to ask?!

I just...

I-I-I need to break something.

Surgery went very well,
but, unfortunately,

Gabby will have to stay in the hospital

for the next few weeks.

She's gonna need testing
for staging of the cancer,

close post-op observation.

She may need a possible
stem cell transplant,

so it just... it makes sense
to keep her here.

I can't leave her again,

but work is calling and calling.

So, it's fine.

You should go to work
because it'll occupy your mind,

and we will take
excellent care of her here.

And we can put a cot in the room,

so you can come and sleep here at night,

and the two of you can be together.

Gracias.

Gracias.

Okay.

First off, I've had some time to think,

and I realize now,
in hindsight, that, um...

the only correct answer

to the question you asked me last night

was yes.

Oh, the answer you didn't give.

Ye... Yes, but...

You know, if you knew me at all,
you might have said,

"Um, I'd like you to consider
moving in together."

Okay.

Yeah, you might have said,

"Let's weigh the pros and cons together."

- Pros and cons, really?
- Mm-hmm.

I've never heard that
in a Rom-com, I don't think.

Yeah, well, no, you haven't,

because real life isn't all
hookers on shopping sprees

and... and fake orgasms in coffee shops.

In real life, it is romantic
to let a person be herself,

and I am a scientist.

I like to weigh, and I like to measure.

I-I need to weigh and measure.

Okay, well, then, you know what I'll do,

is I'll set up the scales for you.

- Jackson...
- No, it'll be hot, babe.

Come on, I'll get some coffee,

I'll steal some of these pads and pens,

and we can just pro and con

until we just can't pro and con anymore.

Okay, now you're mocking me.

No, I'm... am...

probably a little bit of mocking.

Just the slightest loving mock.

I love you.

And I want to move in with you.

So the only question now is...

Can you love me for who I am,

or are you always going to be
disappointed when I'm me?

Come camping with me.

What?

I will happily pro and con
with you, Maggie Pierce.

I will weigh, and I will measure.

Come camping with me first.

Can we pro and con the camping?

Wow. Really?

Dr. Pierce.

Chief Ripley's pre-op labs are back.

You're gonna want to see this.

Oh, this can't be right.

Go.

Um, I-I... Yeah, I...

- Up, up!
- Up!

Hey.

I was gonna see
if you wanted to grab a bite,

but I see another guy beat me to it.

Mm. Yeah.

I would, uh, invite you to join us,

but he gets pretty jealous.

Oh, yeah. He's giving me the stink eye.

Not getting in the way of that.
I'll take a rain check.

What?

Yeah?

Oh, well, that's
a funny story, guy, but, uh...

Hey, don't make it all about you.

Ask her about her day.

- Apple.
- Apple.

- And, uh...
- Apple.

- Take her someplace classier next time.
- Apple.

Alright?

- Bye.
- Bye.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

When we're in love,
the prefrontal cortex,

where we make most of our
good, rational decisions,

goes into sleep mode.

Hey. You called for a consult?

Yeah, I did.

Can you take a look at this?

What's this?

Oh, you described your dream place,

and I went and found it.

Ta-da.

You bought me an apartment?

What? No.

- That would be weird.
- Yeah.

No, I rented you an apartment

because I had some free time today

and because your baby's due any minute.

She deserves not to live in a hotel.

She deserves, you know,
high ceilings and big windows

and, uh, an open floor plan

and a happy mother.

It's perfect.

Th... These aren't the real keys.

I didn't have time to pick them up.

I had to use a-a prop.

You're unbelievable.

Yeah, I've been told that.
Lovingly and hatefully.

So those are the keys to...?

My, uh, file cabinet.

You are unbelievable.

And the amygdala,

which activates
our threat response defenses,

calls in sick...

Dr. Hunt.

You okay?

Your weird voodoo's working.

I feel clear.

I feel clear on what it is I want.

And I don't feel guilty
that I'm gonna try and get it.

And that is some kind of a miracle.

So I want more.

I want to feel perfectly clear

when I tell her that I love her.

...which leaves us pretty
vulnerable to take more risk.

Hey.

Hey.

So... here's the deal.

I made a call today,

- and I know you have a problem with it.
- That's not the issue.

It was rash,
and I didn't think it through.

But I would do it again.

And I know that's tough to hear,

- and it's not what you're looking for.
- Mer...

But I cannot apologize for it,
and I'm not going to change.

Meredith, I spent the whole day with Luis

thinking that could have been my mom.

Hell, it could have been me

if I was born in Honduras
instead of Italy.

People look away all the time,
but not you.

You said, "Not here, not today."

You got me all wrong, Mer.

I-I'm in awe of what you did today,

and I was afraid if I opened my mouth,

the only thing that
was gonna come out was...

I love you.

Oh.

Well, okay.

I'm... glad we cleared that up.

And left alone without

our normal neurological protections,

we might find ourselves in
dangerous and unexpected places

we normally wouldn't dream of going.

I-I don't understand.
It's not just his heart?

No, his labs show worsening hypocalcemia

and lactic acidosis and...

have you guys been exposed
to any chemicals recently?

Okay, you're making me nervous,

like how when a flight attendant
sounds nervous

and you know you should be nervous. What?

He's gone.

Maybe we can still catch him, damn fool.