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In the earliest days
of medicine --

we're going back thousands
of years --

doctors spoke of healing
as a reunion.

Come on.
We're almost there.

-Yeah.
-You tired?

No. Plenty left
in the tank.

Okay.

Oh, would you look at that?

That's a shame.

Not a bad morning at all.
We're only halfway there.

Let's go. Come on.

When we close a patient...

Back up. Watch your six.
What --

...connect severed tendons,
repair a liver...

Whoo! What?

...we're just reuniting
the tissue.

Nothing.
That...looked heavy.

Yeah, it's almost like
I'm strong or something.

What's the matter?
These just glamour muscles?

Restoring what was there
before the illness.

Ideally, it's a happy reunion.

But things get tricky

when we fail to make
the right connection.

Or worse,
when we reunite two things

that were best kept apart.

Dreamt about Jackson
again last night.

This time,
I was in middle school

and he was
on the football team,

and our beloved mascot
was the hot firefighter.

I'm keeping the baby.

What?

Oh, my God. Oh.

Are...Are you --
Are we happy?

We are...bewildered?

Well, yeah, yeah.

I mean...I mean,
how is this gonna work?

Are you and Link gonna
live together, or...?

Does Meredith know?

No.

Owen?

No!
No, no one knows!

Yeah, except me,
who somehow always knows

about everyone's wombs.

Tell me more about Jackson
and the firefighter?

He says that they're just
friends, but he's lying.

He just walked out of the fog
with a new girlfriend

like I never existed.

I actually might hate him.

My teacher said hating someone
is like drinking poison

and expecting
the other person to die.

Go get ready for school.

So, what do you get to do today?

What are you working on?
Do you get to cut? Appy/choly?

Why are you
torturing yourself?

Because I need something
to fantasize about

while I pick up
fast-food wrappers.

I'm running the ICU until Bailey
lets me out of the doghouse.

No cutting.
Nothing fancy.

It's all fancy to me.

How's your article
coming along?

Any word from the website?
Oh, um, yeah.

They actually asked
for three pitches,

so I sent them like 40.

Let's hear them.
You want to hear them?

Okay.

"The sicker you are,
the richer we get."

"If you die on our watch,

we'll still bankrupt
your family!"

"You could be dead before
your insurance kicks in."

Mer, this is not gonna earn you

any friends
in the medical community.

Yes, well, the medical community
and I are in a fight.

I think you better go.

The warden's watching you.

Enh.

Uh, well, you know that just
makes me want to go slower.

Mm. Such a rebel.

Have fun.

Hey. New MRI machines
installed last night.

Hey, that's great.

Yeah, but we don't have the
right image-viewing software,

so we can't use them yet.

Hey, it's baby steps.

Richard Webber?

Oh. Gemma.

What -- What --
What are you doing here?

Well, after I got fired,
a friend of mine

named Richard Webber
made a few phone calls,

and those calls landed me here,
in the billing department.

I'm 62 days sober.

That's wonderful news.

Well, um, I guess we'll be
seeing more of each other.

Yeah. Guess so.

Bye.

Amelia. Hi.

Hey.

And hello to you.

Owen got paged to a trauma,
so I dropped off Leo.

How you holding up?

Three hours
of sleep last night.

New record.

Wow.

Yeah, I have no idea
how I'm gonna --

Um, how I would --
if I ever -- um...

Don't want to be late.

Great seeing you.

Yeah.

Dr. Franklin to the CCU.

Dr. Franklin to the CCU.

Okay, let's run a trauma panel
and page Dr. Shepherd.

No need. I'm here.

Oh. Fine.
MVC, GCS 10 upon arrival.

Looks like there's
a step-off in T12,

and there's concern
of paralysis --

Uh, bup, bup,
bup, bup, bup, bup.

500 feet, Dr. Hunt.

Very funny. Okay, let's get
the patient up to CT --

I'm not joking.
That's two strikes.

Well, then leave
and I'll get Shepherd.

This patient needs
a neurosurgeon

to check on his spinal cord now,
Dr. Hunt.

You'd risk your patient's
mobility for your pride?

Somebody page me
when he's gone.

Your lap colectomy
is ready for discharge,

your emergency splenectomy's H&H
is stable,

and Dr. Grey's liver mets
patient is in,

admitted for pre-op.

For an ALPPS procedure!

I know.

Okay, you know
how rare that is, right?

How about
a little enthusiasm?

Dr. Grey got fired before her
patient was back from vacation.

Yay!

Okay.

Your father's blood pressure

is still running low
from dehydration.

We're gonna place a catheter
in his thigh

to deliver fluids and meds.

A cath--
Uh, will there be blood?

'Cause, see, like,
I got a thing about blood.

I can't --
Kenya, why don't you
give yourself a break?

Go get something to eat,
grab a shower, and come back,

and by the time you do,
we'll be done.

It's a very simple
procedure.

Okay. Um...

Daddy, I'm gonna go
for a little bit,

but I'll be
right back, okay?

So, you better be here
when I get back.

Okay.

Thank you.

It's Bertram Hollister,
83 years old.

Wait for the patient, Parker.

Good morning, Doc.
Sorry to keep you waiting.

I-I was trying to get my steps
in before I go under the knife.

I know. No knife.

Gets me more sympathy online

when I make it
all dramatic, you know?

As you were.

Uh, Bertram Hollister --

"Bertie."
Call me Bertie, please.

Okay. Bertie, 83,

in for a scheduled, eh,

percutaneous coronary
intervention.

It's all quite simple.

You'll be awake while I place
a small coronary stent

to help open up
some of the blockages

and keep that heart of yours
nice and strong.

H-How much time
before the surgery?

I want to get in
as many steps as I can.

Uh, we'll be back within an
hour, but don't push yourself.

-Okay.
-And please ask for help...

Yeah.
...if you start to develop
any chest pain

or shortness of breath.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay.

But you're not my doctor.
Meredith Grey is my doctor.

I understand that you're upset,
Ms. Gregory,

but I learned the ALPPS
procedure from Dr. Grey.

She taught me.

Don't talk to me
about teaching.

I taught my entire career.

Some kids get it,
some kids don't.

And you never know which
is which until 10 years later,

when you either get
a beautiful thank-you note,

or you see on the news
that one of them

tried to rob
a library naked.

You don't have 10 years.

The tumor
in your liver is --

Meredith Grey told me
all about the tumor in my liver.

And I told her I don't want some
kind of experimental surgery,

I want to tackle
my bucket list.

So we made a deal.

She told me,
"Go on your trip and come back

and see me after six weeks."

But if I'd known
she was fired,

I'd still be on a beach
in Costa Rica!

Dr. Grey is the whole reason
I'm here!

You and me both.

Shirley, I've already spoken
to the chief of surgery.

She says she's going to be there
every step of the --

Young lady...

my answer is no.

Now, either get me Dr. Grey,
or check me out of here

and just let me live my life
till I die.

Dr. Medico to the psych unit.

Dr. Medico to the psych unit.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Have you, uh,
heard anything?

No, I've just been waiting.

But they said that she fell
at a construction site?

She fell into
a construction site.

You know Heather.

She's always on her phone.
Right.

Um, excuse me?

Um, I'm looking for the family
of Heather Peterson.

Oh, that's us.

We're sisters.

We were able to resuscitate her
once she arrived,

but the CT revealed
severe injuries to the brain.

I-I don't understand.

I d-- I don't...

Are you saying, um...

What are you saying?

She fell about 30 feet.

She fractured her skull.

We've done everything
we could,

but I'm afraid there are
no signs of brain activity.

I don't understand.
I...

Is she...

Is she brain-dead?

We, um...need to wait
several more hours

and then run one more exam
to make the final determination,

but it seems likely.

I'm sorry.

Dr. Everly to the ER.

Dr. Everly to the ER.
Hey, I was just
trying to call.

Have you told anyone?

Just Jo.

Which was apparently very wrong
and I'm sorry.

Did something happen?

N-No. Just, uh --
Just -- We're not there yet,

at the...
telling-people part.

Jo's my best friend.
And you told Maggie, so...

I'll just stick
with "I'm sorry."

Can I ask
how you're feeling?

Sleepy...and pukey.

My two favorite dwarves.

Bird.

Bird.

Ma'am, are you okay?

Bird.

Bird?

Ma'am, are you dizzy?

Okay. Uh, ma'am, ma'am,
my name is Dr. Lincoln,

and we'd like to try to get you
some help, okay?

Bird.

Bird!

Absolutely not.

But she won't let anyone touch
her, including you.

Which is very sad,
and in my opinion, very foolish,

but I am not granting
Meredith Grey privileges.

So, would you say
because Dr. Grey's gone,

we're giving worse care?

Uh, Qadri, keep your rhetorical
questions to yourself.

It is one surgery.

One surgery too many,
Dr. Karev.

Look --
I already made a concession

by agreeing to let you perform
a complicated surgery

that you
have only observed.

I made this concession because
I have faith in you.

If your patient
doesn't share that faith,

uh, I would direct my energy
into convincing her.

But Meredith Grey
is not stepping foot

into one of my ORs.

What if she doesn't have to
set foot in the OR to help?

I'm listening.

Contrast.

Are you feeling any discomfort,
Mr...

um...Bertie?

I haven't felt this good since
my wife and I went to Woodstock.

You know what I mean?

You went to Woodstock?

We were a little
on the older side,

but Lois liked
to keep up with the kids.

We left
when it started to rain.

I don't have too many regrets
in my life,

but I sure regret leaving
that party early.

What else?

Not writing enough love letters
to Lois.

Not quitting my job earlier.

Drinking too much when my --
my kid got sick.

And the train station...

It was...
It was supposed to be 3:00.

It was so...It was so hot.

It was...

What was I saying?

Um, you were -- you were
talking about your regrets.

-Heparin.
-Oh, right.

Can't change the past,
can you?

But I'll tell you,
I think I got the secret.

It's love.

Love makes it all worthwhile.

All of it, Bertie?

Really?
The heartbreak, the loss,

the back-stabbing,
the petty behavior of people

that you thought
you could trust?

Love makes all of that
worthwhile?

Uh, I'm Dr. Karev.
I'm the chief.

I-I don't know if Heather ever
discussed her wishes with you,

but if not, um,
then you can decide if you...

If we want to unplug
our sister.

Um...I don't know
what Heather would want,

but I can't
imagine it's th--

No. No. No.

This is not
how we end, okay?

We are family, and I know that
we have drifted apart,

but this can't be
how we end.

What, she just -- she walks
into a dig-site and dies?

Come on.
I don't accept that.

I'm sorry.
This is not how we end.

Where are you going?

I don't know!

Okay.

Yeah, she's pretty badly
dehydrated.

Should we get her
a banana bag?

I don't want
to poke her until

I can explain
what I'm doing.

Interpreter's been paged.

Bird.

Bird!

She's Korean. She says
she's lost...something.

Ask if she knows her name.

Oh Soyoung.

She knows her name.
Her name's Soyoung.

Ask her if she knows
what year it is.

Hey, what's going on?

We're not sure.

We found her lost in a hallway,
leaning against a wall.

She's dizzy
and very dehydrated.

She said she has a friend that's
a bird and she lost him.

I don't know.
She seems a little disoriented.

Alright,
let's get her hydrated,

and we'll give her a work-up
just in case.

And see if you can get her
to call her family.

Okay.

Entering the ER!

Wh-- Whoa, whoa.

Just trying
to make this easy, Hunt.

Here you go.

Alright.

If Dr. Grey's not with you,
don't even bother.

Dr. Grey!

How was Machu Picchu?

Ugh. I thought if my liver
didn't kill me,

that bus ride was gonna.

Ms. Gregory,

I have permission
from the chief

to allow Dr. Grey
to observe

and assist remotely
on your surgery.

Meaning that they'll have me
on video-chat

so I can see every move
that Dr. Karev is making.

Fortunately,
my supervisor owes me.

So, just your face?
Not your hands?

Remote surgery is practiced
all over the world.

I'd rather do it myself,
but a judge has decided

that I better stay on this side
of the road instead.

So, it's the next
best thing.

That judge sounds like
a horse's ass.

I won't fight you on that.

She was a good student?

Shirley, she was a great
student, excellent.

You're in very good hands.

Alright, then.

But don't kill me.

Okay. Okay.

We will text you
when we are ready.

Get back to work!

Okay, okay.

Whoa, whoa. Hang on.
Stop squirming.

Hey.

Hi -- Hi. What --
What are you doing here?

Um, Koracick.
What are you doing here?

Oh, you know,
just...failing.

I mean,
really, deeply failing

in a poo-covered,
publicly humiliating way.

Let me. Let me.

Okay. Thanks.
Just go under.

-Yeah. I got her. Hey.
-Okay.

It j-just --
just went up her back.

I mean, it's --
it's everywhere.

Yeah. Well, it's bad.
It's a bad one. Yeah.

Okay. There we go.

You're good.

And, boom.
And there you go.

It's --
I think we got it.

And here...we...are.
Aah.

-Wow. Thanks.
-Yeah.

-I got it.
-Oh, thanks.

Okay, so, I, uh...
I guess we'll just, um...

I guess we'll just go
to the park.

Hey, why don't...

why don't we give her a tour
of the hospital, hmm?

I got a couple scans
to look at,

and I'm not ready to say goodbye
to you both yet.

You're just humoring me

because you know I miss
the smell of blood.

And that's why you love me.

-I do.

Dr. Bowie to Pediatrics.

Dr. Bowie to Pediatrics.

Hey.

Hi.

How you feeling?
Any soreness?

Eh, that's a personal
question.

What --
What happened here?

Oh, run over with a 4x4
on a walk-through.

Ah. Let me see.

Okay.

Yeah, I can --
I can make that disappear.

Oh, really?

-Yeah, of course.
-Wow.

I can throw
a couple sutures in there.

It'll heal up
much better.

I mean,
unless you like scars.

Well, scars are cool.

Facial scars, though?

Yeah, those are
the coolest kind.

You don't want to see
my skills?

-Come on.

It's not lying
not to tell people, right?

It's your first trimester.

I'm just so used to
rigorous honesty...

...I feel like I'm lying to
everyone I talk to.

Honesty and privacy
are not mutually exclusive.

Ooh.
I like that.

Pretend you have
the nuclear codes,

and if you tell anyone
you're pregnant,

then the whole world
will end.

That feels
entirely possible.

So, Ms. Oh doesn't
want a work-up.

She keeps insisting that
nothing's wrong,

but her passport's
from South Korea.

I'm nervous she has
dementia,

and she somehow got herself
on a plane to the U.S.

Okay. We should just admit her
for her own safety,

at least until we can locate
some family.

Hi, Bertie.

How you feeling?

Restless.

I hate hospital rooms.
Can I take a walk yet?

The sedation has just worn off.
I think it's best if you --

How about...
we walk together?

Deal.

And thank you
for always sticking up for me

when we were little --

teaching me it's okay
to say no...

...and giving me your sweatshirt
to wrap around my waist

when I got my period
at school.

I'm sorry we fell apart.

If there was anything
I could do --

'Scuse me.

What -- What are you --
What are you doing?

This whole building
is bad vibes.

I can feel them pulsating
off the walls, you know?

And that's not
gonna help her heal.

She needs good energy.

There's nothing to heal.

Well, he said that nothing's
official for a few hours.

So...she's got time.

That's just a technicality,
Haylee.

She's not
gonna get better.

I know it's difficult,
but can we --

Okay, so, do you want me to just
pull the plug out of the wall?

Look, just because
she can't talk to us

doesn't mean that
she's not in there.

That is exactly
what it means.

Really? Oh, okay.

Well, why were you
just talking to her?

Because...I'm grieving
and I'm irrational.

You're giving up,
just like you did with Mom.

Maybe if you got
some fresh air --

Don't you dare talk
to me about Mom.

I visited her every day
while you were off

Eat-Pray-Loving yourself
across Thailand!

I paid for her Reiki!

Reiki? Reiki doesn't
cure cancer!

They make a decision yet?

You always resented me
for that trip!

Because grown-ups stay in town
when their parents are dying!

Maybe if you'd seen
my therapist...

...you'd quit crying
over spilled milk!
I think we're
a little ways off from that.

A psychic
is not a therapist!

Patch her in.

-Hey.
-Hi, everybody.

Hi, Bohkee!
-We miss you, Dr. Grey.

I miss all of you, Qadri.

Okay, we're gonna be switching
you to the overhead camera.

Okay, can you see?

I'm good.

Karev, you have to hurry

because I only have
a 15-minute lunch break.

I'm kidding.

Okay.

10 blade.

Okay, I've accessed
the femoral vein for you.

Now, feed the guide-wire in
and hold it.

Take your time,
don't rush, get it right.

Don't let go of it.

And, um...what if
the wire slips?

Why?

Because it slipped.

Slipped?
Slipped where?

Inside the patient.

Schmitt!

Okay, hold pressure over
the wound

and do not let go
whatsoever, okay?

We need some help in here.
We need to move

the patient to the cath lab
right now.

-Oh, my God. Ah.
-Let me see.

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

You dropped a guide wire
into your patient, DeLuca?

It landed in the right atrium.
It's under control now.

And you didn't feel the need
to call me immediately?

By the time I asked permission,
he could have been dead already.

Would that have been better?
Snare.

Get that wire
out of that man's body,

and then I want a detailed
report on my desk.

Understood.
Won't happen again.

Does she think
you did this?

So, the knife nicked
the brachiocephalic artery,

but it's this dissection here
that I'm worried about.

Oh, that's terrible,
and beautiful.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

We had a similar injury
in Germany.

Factory accident,
but the same idea.

We put a filter in
with endovascular access

to prevent
distal embolization,

and then we put a stent graft
over the dissection.

We had a good outcome.

What?

Nothing.

Do you have to go?

It's just Koracick.

I have a bunch of interns
paging me

when we're
on the same floor.

Hey, do you want to help me
find a new hiding spot?

How about the OR?
Baby's first scalpel?

-Yeah, let's do it.
-Yeah. Let's go.

That was the third grade!

And you still
haven't changed.

-Still?
-Still.

Why? Why am I surprised

that you don't care
about Heather's soul,

seeing as you don't have one
yourself?

-That's ridiculous.
-Alright, look, enough.

Stop it.
That's enough!

This arguing isn't doing anyone
any good,

and it certainly isn't doing
your sister any good.

Now, you can bicker for the rest
of your lives as far I care,

but in this moment,
she needs you.

So, pull yourselves
together.

He sounds like Mom.

Right?

But he's right.
We need to focus on Heather.

She is...

She was so full of life.

She would not want to live
like this.

I don't want to
abandon her.

And I don't
want her to abandon us.

I mean, sh-- sh--
she's so young,

and -- and she's been
through so much.

I just don't -- I don't
want her to -- to die.

No one should have to do
what you're doing.

But you do have
each other now,

and if you make this decision
together,

at -- at least you'll find
some healing.

At least your sister will have
given you back to each other.

He's right.

She is not here anymore.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Um...there's some paperwork
to fill out,

and then we can proceed.

Until then, um...

I think you should say
your goodbyes.

Okay.

Good separation
of the lobes.

How's your view, Dr. Grey?

Worry about
Karev's view, Qadri.

Okay. We finished dividing
the liver.

Okay, so now you're down
to the IVC.

So, you need to --

Check the dissection plane
for hemostasis?

Yep, got it.

Lap pads.
Irrigation, suction.

What happened?

Uh...I'm not sure.
Suction.

It could be the liver
parenchyma, but I can't see.

Is that just blood?
Is it arterial or venous?

I'm looking. It looks venous.

I mean, it's probably the middle
hepatic vein or the IVC.

-Did you nick one of them?
-No. Suction.

I mean, it could be backflow
from portal hypertension,

but I can't see.

BP's dropping.
Hanging another unit.

I'm scrubbing in.

Can you identify
your landmarks?

She's losing
a lot of blood.

I need to see.
I just need to see.

-Vascular exclusion.
-Vascular exclusion.

We need to clamp the IVC
above and below the liver,

cut off the blood supply,
and stop the bleeding.

Clamp.
Wait. Have you ever
done that before?

It could kill her.

Qadri, shut up or get out.

I don't know.

Seems to me you'd be
better off without him.

Just put him
out of your mind.

Yeah.

Any tips on how to do that?

Just give it
a few decades.

Bird!

Bird?

I'm sorry. Ms. Oh
is a little disoriented.

Soyoung, is that you?

Bird!

You two know each other?

This is the first woman
I ever loved.

Soyoung.

Does this
always take so long?

Can't rush perfection.

So...am I first woman you've
dated who's stronger than you?

Stronger?

-Yeah.
-Really?

Yeah, you're strong,
sure, but --

Oh, so, you can carry
a 200-pound guy

down six flights of stairs?

I mean...I can probably
knock out four.

You know, my training

is to zero in on the smallest,
most intimate detail,

making sure to give it
all the attention it deserves,

really just making sure
that I'm taking care

of every last inch
of my patient's needs.

So, um...

while I may not have...

...been trained to carry
a 200-pound man anywhere,

I do have a great number
of skills

that I think you'll find
come in handy.

And just like that...
we're done.

-Maybe we should...
-Please don't say...

Take it slow.

-You know?
-Yeah.

Yeah, we probably should.

I think
that's long enough.

Yeah, me, too.

I was stationed in Korea
during the war.

Every Sunday, I used to walk
into -- into town

to -- to go to
a specific odeng stand.

Fish cake skewers.

So good.

-Ooh.

It was run by the most beautiful
woman I've ever seen.

She didn't speak English,
and I didn't speak Korean,

but we communicated
by dictionary.

I-I-I taught her my name
by pointing to the word "bird."

-Bird!

When I got word
that I was shipping home,

we...we made a plan to --
to meet at the train station.

I-I was reassigned
to an earlier train,

and I-I had no way
of getting in touch with you.

I-I-I c--
I couldn't defy orders.

So I went home alone.

Eventually, I-I-I married
and had a family,

but I never forgot you.

I never forgot you,
Soyoung.

I'm so sorry, Soyoung.

Wow. I've never felt that way
about anyone.

I'm hormonal.

I'm feeling that way
about everyone.

She said she didn't show up
to the train station, either.

She was too scared
to leave her country.

What do you know?

But I thought about you
ever since.

"I found you online,

and when you posted
about your surgery,

I bought a plane ticket
and tried to come and find you."

"But I didn't tell my family

in fear that
they would stop me."

"I don't know what will happen
in the next life,

but I didn't want
to leave this one

without seeing you again."

Okay, no PVCs,

and his blood pressure seems
to be responding well

to the IV fluids.

Why didn't you tell
Bailey it was me?

Please.
She already knew.

So, what? She just likes
yelling at you, or...?

Schmitt, I was in charge,
and what happens on my watch

is my responsibility,

even colossal screw-ups
I would never make.

This is a guide wire,

what almost
killed our patient today

because you
couldn't hold onto it.

So, you know
what you're gonna do?

You're gonna hold onto it.

For a week.

It's going with you
everywhere --

on rounds, while you sleep,
while you eat.

And hopefully, it'll put you
in the simple habit

of not letting go of it.

Oh, God.
It's his daughter.

Do we tell her?

No, you're telling her.

What? I thought it was
your responsibility.

Yeah, with Bailey.
This is all you.

Oh -- Oh, God.

Suction.

C'mon. C'mon. C'mon.

Okay.
Middle hepatic vein repaired.

Keep her on norepi drip.

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.

Clamps off.

Blood flow restored.

Okay, now, so,
for the right lobe, you need --

Hemostatic sheets.

Thank you.

M.A.P.s stable.

Great. Great.
Okay, next, I have to, uh...

Next, we, uh...

Next...

There is no next.

You just completed your first
successful Stage 1

of an ALPPS procedure...

...during your first week
as an attending.

Okay, okay.
We're not done yet.

Drains, please.

Congratulations, Karev.

We don't need
Dr. Grey for this.

Great work, Kare--

First, I'm going to disconnect
the supportive medication.

But I will continue the meds
that keep her comfortable.

Now I'm going to
disconnect the vent,

and then, she'll be gone.

We love you, Heather.

You're gonna see a light.
Walk toward it.

-Walk toward the warm light.

It's her friend Ashley.

Send it to voicemail.

Ashley, hey.

It's Heidi.

What?
What's wrong?

It's Heather.

Oh! Oh, my God!
It's Heather!

Wait, like her spirit?

Oh, my God.
What is she saying?

No, she's alive!
She's not dead.

Somebody stole her bag.

Who -- Who is this woman?
Who is this woman?

I don't know.
I don't know.

You plug her back in!
Plug her back in!

Well, it's a little too late
for that.

Don't go toward
the light!

Do not go toward
the light!

Stop yelling at her.

Oh, my God.

They haven't seen each other
in 60 years?

Yeah. But to look at them,
it's like it was yesterday.

They had something good,

and then they let it go
because it scared them,

and then they spent the next
six decades regretting it.

That's a lot of regret.

I'm happy
with our decision...

but it scares me.

And telling people
is just gonna make it more real

and scarier.

But it's still
a good thing.

I want to tell my family
and my friends.

I want to share
this good.

And I want you
to do it with me.

I mean...

I guess.

So, the injured woman
stole the sister's wallet?

And was misidentified.

I knew we shouldn't
unplug her.

Oh, no.
Don't put this on me.

-We agreed to unplug --
-Eh, no, no, no, no.

You're not gonna
start this again.

This doesn't happen
every day,

and it doesn't happen
for no reason.

So, instead of...bickering,

you should thank God
you're all still alive

and have another shot
at life

and at -- at forgiveness

and --
and at sisterhood.

Don't -- Don't -- Don't --
Don't waste this.

Go find Heather and...

and make up,
for God's sake.

Oh, come on, you know
he's only worried

we're gonna sue him
for emotional distress.

Okay. Let's go.
We're walking.

Every time I think this place
might be turning around...

Where are you going?

I'm gonna call my wife.

This is a chief problem.

But I don't understand
what you mean by "dropped it."

How do you drop
a guide wire?

Because I screw things up.
It's what I do.

Don't do that.
Don't dismiss yourself.

I know, I know.
I should be...more positive.

No, no, that is
not what I mean.

I mean...demand more
from yourself, Levi.

Skills lab.

You're gonna thread that wire
through a simulator

at least a hundred times
without messing it up.

What kind of boyfriend
are you?

The kind that doesn't
want to date someone

who can't do
a central line.

Alright?
We'll order some pizza,

and we're not gonna leave
until you get it right, okay?

You're staying with me?

Well, yeah.
I'm not dead inside.

Oh! Damn it!

Hey, Dr. Pierce.

-Hi.
-Hey.

Dr. Hughes --
I mean, um, Officer Hughes?

Agent? Agent?

"Hughes" is fine.
Um, or you can call me Vic.

Right. Vic.

Hello.

Um, so, I, uh,
I don't want this to be awkward.

It's not.
It's not awkward.

Okay, it seems like it is.

Uh...no. It's...

Some people just move on
faster than others.

Wow. Well, to be fair,
my guy died.

You were there.

Oh, God.
No, not that.
Yeah.

Not you.
I mean Jackson.

Uh, forget it.

It's -- It's --
It's not awkward.

Okay.

Oh, no. Uh, there are
places for that,

and this
isn't one of them.

Meredith Grey
3-D printed portal veins

as a second-year
attending.

I know this because I read
an article about it one night

in my college dorm
while my friends were out

playing beer pong
and sleeping around.

I put everything
into matching here.

And to working with her.
And you fired her.

Qadri, you just saw
a gifted attending

perform an extremely rare and
technically difficult procedure,

and all you can think
about is Meredith Grey?

Do you know how many
other residents

asked to be
on that case today?

Fine.
You want to count residents?

Guess how many residents came
here to work with Meredith Grey!

We didn't come here for
Dr. Koracick or Karev or Avery.

Dr. Bailey,
we didn't come here for you.

We all had our choice
in programs,

but we picked this one.

I picked this one,

and it wasn't to watch
Meredith Grey on a TV screen!

Oh, you know what?

Oh, you're right.

Yeah, you shouldn't
have to work like that.

So, let's fix it.
Work somewhere else.

What?

You're fired, Dr. Qadri.

Uh, now you and your hero
have something in common.

We do our best

to reunite
the healthy cells and tissue,

and if we do our jobs right,

there's another kind
of reunion --

the patients
and their families,

their loved ones,

their lives.

And you see all this?

This is where we get to do
some really cool stuff.

Like stick our hands in bodies
and sew up stab wounds.

I know she can't understand me,
but I still like telling her.

Wow. Time has really flown by.
Um...I should go.

I think you should stay.

If I don't get her down,

she is gonna be a nightmare
in the morning.

No, no, no, Teddy. I think you
should stay at work, okay?

Come back.

I'll stay home
with Allison for a while.

-No.
-Why not?

Because
I'm not a failure.

I know that I am doing
a terrible job,

but I will figure it out.

You're not failing.

I think you're just,
you know...doing it wrong.

That's called failing.

Teddy, you've been
happier today

than you've been
since she was born, you know?

You love it here,

and a happy mom is a better mom,
so just do this.

We're all gonna be
better off.

You really want to stay
at home with her?

'Cause anything beats
playing hide and seek

with that Koracick.

I really hate that guy.

Mm-hmm.
I'll go change.
Be back.

Wait. What?
You're starting now?

Yeah, I'm starting now.

Okay.

But those reunions
can get tricky, too.

I-I wish I could've -- I wish
I could've filmed Schmitt

telling this guy's daughter,
honestly.

He gets all serious,
and he asks her

if she's ever heard
of Sven Seldinger.

-Who?

He invented the guide wire,
apparently, in the 1950s.

Then he proceeds to explain

how the process
should have worked.

-I wanted to let him keep going,

but, I mean, I had to put
this woman out of her misery.

Still beats my day.

I would have literally climbed
through the phone

into that OR
if I could have.

Instead, Bailey
just hung up on me.

And then I had to deal
with a beehive

in a discarded toilet.

Link and I
are having a baby.

What?

Yeah. It's, uh, exciting and
scary and, uh, maybe a mistake.

I'm sure you have an opinion,
but, uh, I -- we -- I just --

w-we...wanted you
to know.

If you had troubles
before going into the OR,

they won't magically go away
now that you're healed.

-Wow!

Move over!

Oh, y-you're happy.

Yes, of course I'm happy.
I'm gonna be an auntie.

-Auntie Mer.

I just -- I didn't --
I had no idea that...

the two of you
were even so serious.

Neither did we.

Some things
will get better...

This is Catherine Fox.
Please leave a message.

...others could get worse.

And how was your day?

Uh, I've had better.

Couldn't have been any worse
than that doctor

that pulled the plug
on the wrong patient.

Was that you?

Oh, I'm gonna need
details.

How about over dinner?

Because when you let
your guard down...

Sure. Why not?

...you're a lot more likely
to go down a dangerous path.