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- I like to call it

exactly what it is:

low ovarian reserve.

- I'm the reason

we haven't gotten pregnant.

- Look, I just want to

make sure I'm not the problem.

- I don't even know

if I want a baby anymore.

- Look, I don't know

what's going on between us,

but maybe it's a good thing

I'm going away.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- You told me

to get out of your life.

- We can figure--

- We aren't good

for one another.

I'm sorry, Natalie.

- [weakly]

Hey, I'm alive.

- Yes, sweetheart.

- I want you to remarry.

- She wants you to remember her

the way she is tonight.

- But, Dad, I'm never gonna

see her again.

[sobbing]

- [breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[melancholy music]

♪ ♪

- Do you want me

to come with you?

- Nah, it's just a blood draw.

So, big day, huh?

First day of radiation.

- Yeah.

3:00 in the basement.

- So I'll stick around then.

- You don't have to.

- Why?

- You don't have to.

- Uh-huh.

[chuckles]

- You don't have to.

- Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You going

to Lainey's thing tonight?

- I haven't decided yet.

I mean, you were always

closer to her than I was.

- You don't have to

tiptoe around me.

I mean, if you want to

go to the party,

you should go to the party.

- Sure, of course.

Look, I'll, uh--

I'll see you there.

- Okay.

Actually, Will?

I'd like us

to be friends again--

if that's something

you want to, of course.

- Yeah.

[knocking on glass]

Yeah, I would.

- I really hate to

break this up,

but I got a ped's burn

in treatment four.

- Got it.

- You, too, Will.

Mom's a little agitated.

Trainee thinks

she's on something.

- [sighs]

I don't seem to have

my insurance card

with me here right now.

I know

I'm in the system, though.

You can look it up.

- That's okay.

We can deal with it later.

- Hi, Ms. Driscoll?

I'm Dr. Manning,

and this is Doctor--

- Dr. Halstead, yes.

I told you I was here before.

He's the one that saw me.

- Of course, I remember.

- Yeah.

- So, uh, understand

Jesse here had an accident.

- Yeah, he, um--he was

nuking some water

in the microwave

to make some oatmeal,

and I told him that

he shouldn't do that.

If I wasn't there with him--

sorry.

- I'm sorry, Mommy.

- You know, I just

turned around for a second.

I swear.

- It's okay.

You are very brave, Jesse.

I can't believe

you're only six.

- How about

we give Dr. Manning some--

I'm sorry.

Just give her a little space

to examine--

- No, I need to

be here with him.

[objects clattering]

I'm so sorry, I'll get--

- That's okay.

No problem.

Thanks.

- [grunts]

- Uh, your finger's injured.

How'd that happen?

- Oh, I must have done it

when I was trying

to get in my car.

- How about we go next door?

I'll take a look at it.

- I--I want to

be here with him.

- We'll be right in there.

You can keep your eye on him

through the window.

How's that sound?

- [sighs]

Okay.

[tense music]

Okay.

Baby, I'm gonna be right here.

♪ ♪

- All right,

you're doing so well, Jesse.

♪ ♪

- There you go.

- Yeah.

- All right, you can have

a seat on the--the bed there.

Let's take a look

at that finger.

- [groans]

- I know.

- Yeah, it's dislocated.

- I--I had to

get us to the hospital.

My keys were locked in the car

and, uh, thought

I'd smash the window.

I finally realized I have

a spare in the kitchen drawer.

- Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Tell me, Lynne: you under the

influence of drugs right now?

- What? No.

No.

♪ ♪

- There are a number

of treatment programs

I can recommend if you're

struggling with addiction.

- "Addiction"?

You didn't really

recognize me in there, did you?

Five milligrams of Oxy

eight times a day.

You said, "Should be fine.

No problem."

That was four years ago.

♪ ♪

You wanna point the finger

at someone?

Try looking in the mirror.

♪ ♪

.

[monitor beeping]

- 3% to 4%

superficial partial thickness

on the shin, ankle, and foot.

All right, let's prep

to wash and debride.

- Is it bad?

- It is not as bad as it looks,

all right?

And if we take

really good care of it,

it'll be better in no time.

So when the accident happened

with the microwave,

where was your mommy?

Was she sleeping?

- My mom works really hard.

It makes her tired.

I didn't want to wake her up.

- It's all right, Jesse.

[suspenseful music]

- Well, you're right.

I saw you

a little over four years ago.

You were complaining

of post-surgical complications

with your left knee,

and you stated then

your pain level was a nine

on a one-to-ten scale.

- I wasn't lying.

- No, I'm not saying you were.

- If you didn't believe me,

you shouldn't have

written a prescription.

You all were handing

these things out like candy,

and now that you've decided

there's a problem,

I'm left to fend for myself.

You think I like having to

score drugs out on the street?

- It shouldn't have happened.

Maybe I should have

been, uh, more careful.

♪ ♪

But I want to help you now,

and I'm sorry

I didn't recognize you.

- I got high this morning...

instead of getting my boy

ready for school.

How can anything be

more important to me than him?

♪ ♪

I'm--I'm so ashamed.

♪ ♪

- It's all right.

♪ ♪

- We need to talk.

- Shoot, Sexton.

I'm all ears.

- Crockett.

- Yeah?

[indistinct chatter]

[phone ringing]

What's with the cloak

and dagger?

- Ethan is coming home

from deployment tomorrow.

- Uh-huh.

I take it

you two haven't spoken.

- Yeah, well,

he's been incommunicado.

It's Navy protocol.

Look, I have been

agonizing over this

for six weeks.

I don't know

what I'm gonna say.

- How about,

"Ethan, so glad to see you"?

I mean, you and I agreed what

happened was a mistake, right?

- Crockett, I kissed you.

- Yeah, for like three seconds.

- Because you stopped me.

I don't even know

what would have happened if--

- Don't make yourself crazy

over this.

- Okay, I have to tell Ethan.

[device chirps]

- Dr. Marcel.

- Yeah?

- Incoming.

You're going to Baghdad.

- Copy. Duty calls.

Come on.

- You good, Dr. Sexton?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm good.

- Okay, with me.

- 33-year-old male.

Side impact; high-speed

motor vehicle collision.

GCS 15.

- Can you tell me your name?

- Alex.

- Okay, Alex, I'm Dr. Marcel.

This is Dr. Sexton

and Nurse April.

We're gonna get you

patched up, okay?

Nice and easy, folks.

We go on my count.

One, two, three.

- [gasps]

- Nice and easy.

- [coughing, wheezing]

- Go.

All right, got a deformity

of the left arm.

Good pulses.

X-ray!

- [BLEEP] 104/62.

Heart rate: 100.

- Hurts to breathe.

- Poor breathe sounds

in the left side.

Probable pneumothorax.

- Chest, Mike.

April, April, help.

- [wheezing]

- Hey, Alex, you gotta

lay down for us, okay?

- [groaning]

[machine whirs, snaps]

- Good call, Dr. Sexton.

It's your show.

- Chest tube tray.

- [gasping]

Wait, what are you doing?

- One of your lungs

has collapsed.

I need to insert a tube

to reinflate it.

- Oh, my God, you're gonna

put me under?

- Just numb you up.

Give you something

for the pain.

100 of fentanyl,

10 CCs lidocaine.

Ultrasound to me.

- [gasping, coughing]

♪ ♪

[groaning]

- I'm in.

- Okay, I'm seeing some

free fluid.

Hang a unit of blood and plasma

and draw trauma labs.

Call upstairs for a panscan.

- What's happening?

- We're sending you upstairs

to get a clearer picture

of what's going on.

Once we get that sorted,

we're gonna have ortho set

that arm of yours, all right?

Alex, you're in

good hands here.

Just sit tight, bud, okay?

- [whimpering]

♪ ♪

- Excuse me, Lynne?

I just wanted to give you

an update on your son.

The debriding went well, um,

and Jesse's wounds

don't appear to be infected.

- [sighs]

Um, will there be scarring?

- Well, every

patient's different,

but, um, with proper care

and follow-through,

it should be greatly minimized.

- Mm-hmm.

- How are you feeling?

- I'm fine, um...

so what about scarring?

- You just asked me that.

- So, uh, tell me

what I need to do.

I want to

write it a-all down.

- Sure, um--

you know,

I'm gonna go compare notes

with Dr. Halstead real quick,

and then I'll be right back.

- [mumbles indistinctly]

Mm.

♪ ♪

- Will.

- Yeah?

- In about an hour, my patient

will be ready to be discharged,

but I have to say,

I have some serious concerns

about his after-care.

- Mm-hmm?

- Jesse's wounds

will need constant maintenance.

He might even need pain meds,

and I just really don't feel

comfortable releasing him...

- Into an addict's care.

- Yeah.

I'm gonna go call

Child Protective Services and--

- Whoa, hold on.

Instead of discharging Jesse,

how about we admit him

to the PICU?

The hospital can act

as his guardian,

and I can help Lynne

get ready to take care of him.

- But he doesn't

need intensive care.

That's against protocol.

- If you recommend

inpatient care,

no one's gonna

second-guess your judgment.

- [hisses through teeth]

I'm sorry, Will, but no.

I can't do that.

- That kid is all she has,

Natalie.

I gotta do whatever I can

to keep her from losing him.

Please.

- 48 hours.

That is the longest I can

justify keeping him here.

- Thank you.

- But you're just

kicking the can, Will.

There is no way she's gonna be

completely clean by then.

♪ ♪

.

[knocking on door]

- Dr. Charles?

I'm sorry, um--

you weren't answering my pages,

and I've got a patient

who needs a consult.

- Isn't Dr. Kwon on call?

- Yeah, but he's busy

on the floor.

Um, I brought the chart.

Maybe you could review it here.

Um, her EKG and her blood work

came back normal.

No indications

of cardiac syncope.

- She's been diagnosed

with panic disorder?

- Mm-hmm,

she was prescribed fluoxetine.

Been on it for about two weeks.

- So she had another

panic attack.

- But how do we know

if her regimen is effective?

- I--I guess I thought that

maybe you could speak with her.

- Ms. Curry, antidepressants

often take several weeks

to kick in, right?

So I would tell Ms. Patel that

you understand her frustration,

to be patient, and stick with

the prescription.

Anything else?

- Yes, um, panic attacks

have triggers, right?

Negative words or--or thoughts.

- Yep.

- Well, there's this theory

that by repeatedly vocalizing

those triggers, you can

decouple them from their power.

- Like cognitive defusion.

- There's an app.

Basically,

you record your anxieties,

and the app then turns them

into songs.

- I think it's admirable

that you want to

do everything you can

to help your patients,

but offering up gimmicks

in an emergency setting--

I just--I really don't

see the benefit.

You know,

the best care for Ms. Patel

is with

her regular psychiatrist.

So I suggest that

you discharge her,

and that you follow up

with whoever that might be.

Okay? Okay.

[tense, melancholy music]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

♪ ♪

- How's he doing?

- Yeah, well,

no solid organ entry,

but I'm not liking this

free fluid in his abdomen.

- Hmm, well,

his blood pressure's steady.

Doesn't seem like

he's actively bleeding.

- Could be nothing,

or it could be a bleed

we can't see on CAT scan.

Let's get Mr. Minguez in

for a diagnostic laparoscopy.

See if we can find out

what's bleeding and how badly.

- Well, couldn't we

just watch and wait?

- And risk an open procedure

if he goes downhill?

I don't think so.

Surgery's the only play.

- Wait, you're not gonna

lay out his options?

He might not need surgery.

- Well, you saw

how he acted earlier.

He's afraid of going under,

We give him an out

and he'll take it.

No, he needs this.

- We don't know what he needs.

It's a surgery

to see if he needs surgery.

- As much as I value

your input, Nurse Sexton,

I am the surgeon,

and this is the plan.

All right, if you'll excuse me.

♪ ♪

- Wait, you--you want to

keep my kid here?

No, no, no, no.

She said that

I could take him home.

So that's what I'm gonna do.

I'm doing that.

- Whoa, whoa--

h-here's the story, um...

♪ ♪

If you insist

on discharging your son,

we're gonna be left

with no other option

than to call

Child Protective Services.

- Child ser--why?

- You're not currently capable

of taking care of your child.

- I told you,

this was the only time

that this has ever happened.

- Lynne, you know I'm right.

Is there anyone else

we can call?

Jesse's father?

An aunt or uncle?

- No!

- Okay.

- It's just us.

♪ ♪

- Well...

- Oh, my God.

[sobs] My baby's gonna be

taken away from me.

- Not if we get you

in a better place.

You said you've attempted to

get clean before.

What treatments have you tried?

- Uh, methadone and--and NA,

and, uh, cold turkey.

Nothing works.

- Ever tried a detox protocol?

- [gasps]

That's a month in a facility.

Who's gonna

take care of my kid?

- What if we sped things up?

- [sighs]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- It's called rapid detox.

Yeah, now,

I normally wouldn't suggest it,

but we don't have much time.

We push you through withdrawal

under sedation

to manage the symptoms,

and in 24 to 48 hours,

you'll be down the road

to treating your addiction.

- Withdrawal.

The last time

I went through that,

it almost killed me.

- It is not without risk,

but I don't know what I can do

to keep you together.

♪ ♪

- [exhales sharply]

Can I say good-bye to my son?

- Of course.

♪ ♪

Hold up.

- Hey.

[sniffles]

Looks like we're gonna

stay here for a couple days.

- What? No!

- It'll be fun.

Remember, like...

[laughs]

When we had that leak

in the bathroom?

We had to go

stay in that hotel.

What was that secret

handshake we--we made up?

[melancholy music]

♪ ♪

That's it.

Okay.

Well, you be good

for the doctors, okay?

Okay?

♪ ♪

[monitor beeping]

- So they're really gonna

stick a camera inside me?

- It's a lot less dramatic

than it sounds.

- That's what they told my dad

when he needed

a new heart valve.

He had a stroke

under anesthesia.

Never woke up.

- Alex, I am so sorry.

You know, this procedure

is minimally invasive,

very safe, and Dr. Marcel

is a great surgeon.

- I'm sure he is, but it's--

it's just hard

not to think about.

- If you have any questions,

I can track him down.

- I just--

is this really my only option?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- How--how's she doing?

- Okay for now.

Got the

dexmedetomidine flowing.

Ativan at the ready.

- She still rousable?

[monitor beeping]

♪ ♪

Hi, Lynne.

I need you

to swallow this pill.

- What is it?

- Naltrexone, to prevent you

from relapsing.

♪ ♪

- Will, what are you doing?

- Starting her

on a rapid detox protocol.

- Has this been authorized?

- You said

we were all kosher here.

- Asha, don't worry--we are.

- Really, Will?

Rapid detox?

- Plenty of clinics

are doing this, Nat.

We're not off

the reservation here.

- Does she understand

the risks?

- She does.

- Even if

she gets through this--

even if

the procedure's a success--

addiction is not something

that can be cured rapidly.

There are a host of triggers

that Lynne's gonna

have to overcome.

- Of course, and this will be

a head start.

Get her past the cravings,

the withdrawals--

- I don't know.

- I can't be the reason

she loses her kid.

I gotta make this right.

♪ ♪

- The hell'd you do?

My patient just backed out

of his laparoscopy.

- Alex was concerned

about the procedure.

I just answered his questions.

- But he already consented.

- Because you made him believe

he didn't have a choice.

And you may be okay

keeping people in the dark,

but you can't just assume

that I am.

- "In the dark"?

What are we talking about here?

Our patient or Ethan?

- Ethan?

What?

I just want to make sure

Alex knows his options.

- He has no options, April.

This procedure gets riskier

every minute we wait.

When we're rushing this man

to the OR in shock,

it's on you.

♪ ♪

.

[indistinct chatter]

[phone ringing]

- So...

you wanna tell me

what's going on

with you and Dr. Marcel?

- There's nothing going on.

- Hey, I can't have my sister

and my mentor

slugging it out every day.

- Noah--

- Give it up.

- Dr. Sexton?

- Hmm?

- If you're looking

for something to do,

Dr. Lanik

has a forearm laceration

that needs stitching.

[indistinct announcement

over PA]

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

Maybe something you wanna

talk about with a girlfriend?

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[door hisses, closes]

♪ ♪

- I kissed Crockett.

- Okay.

- It--it was a mistake.

I had--I had just found out

some really bad news.

I was feeling worthless, I--

- What news?

♪ ♪

- Ethan and I have been

trying for a baby...

and I found out...

that I may not be able

to have any.

- Oh...

April.

Come here.

[somber music]

- [sighs]

- I'm sorry, Ms. Patel.

- So that's it?

You're sending me home?

- Medically speaking,

there is no reason

to keep you in the hospital.

- You're telling me

there's nothing you can do?

- Um...

no, no, there is one thing

we can try.

It's--it's not

a proven therapy,

but it's been working for me.

All right, what--

whatever gives you anxiety,

you speak it into this app,

and it turns those words

into a song.

The--the theory is that

when you sing it back,

you uncouple the words

from the influence

that they had over you.

Disrupt the cycle

of negative thinking.

- I--what do I say?

- Oh, I don't know, anything.

Anything that stresses you out.

- Am I good at my job?

I think I am,

but it's hard to know.

- Good, okay.

[phone beeps, chirps]

Great, now sing it back.

- Um...

♪ Am I good at my job? ♪

♪ I think I am ♪

No, I--I can't do this.

I--I feel stupid.

- No, that was good.

Just try it.

- No, I--I don't want to.

- Okay.

- Oh, God.

- All right, yeah, no.

We can try that later.

- You know what,

if taking my antidepressants

is all I really need to do,

then I'm just gonna do that.

- No, no, I wouldn't

take your meds off-schedule.

Okay.

- God, I just want to

get out of here.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

[sighs]

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- [laughs]

Look at you.

Come on, give it to me.

Give it to me, huh?

- [laughs]

- Working that gown.

- [sighs] They let you wear

whatever you want during chemo.

- Well, the good news:

radiation goes by

a lot quicker.

- Huh.

- The bad--they don't got

those plush La-Z-Boys.

- And...

we can't go in together

[stirring music]

♪ ♪

- Heard you were down here.

- Hey, Doctor Singh.

I didn't know you sat in

during these things.

- I'm here to see Ben,

actually.

I wanted to do this in person.

Is it okay that Maggie's here?

- Uh-huh.

- I reviewed your bloodwork,

and it seems...

that whatever jumpstarted

your immune system

to fight off the measles

had the added benefit

of putting your cancer

in remission.

- What?

You're kidding, right?

- No, I'm not.

Congratulations, Ben.

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, Ben.

I'm so happy for you, Ben.

- Yes!

Thank you!

Yes! Come on!

Let's go!

- [laughs]

- [sighs]

[sighs]

This is the best day ever.

Thank you, Dr. Singh.

[both laughing]

♪ ♪

- Okay, I'm, um--

I'm really sorry

that I couldn't

do more for you.

- I'll manage.

[clears throat]

- Hey, Priya, are you okay?

- [clears throat]

My throat...

- What?

- I can't...

[gasping]

I--I can't...

- I need the response team

out here!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Hey, Priya, can you hear me?

- Dr. Lanik's on his way.

- Okay, I need epi.

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

- It's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

- What the hell happened?

- I--I don't know.

♪ ♪

[monitors beeping, blaring]

- Dr. Halstead!

Lynne's seizing.

♪ ♪

- She's going through

withdrawal.

Push another five of Ativan.

- I already did.

Seizure's not breaking.

- BP's spiking 180/100.

- She needs

a propofol bolus, Will.

We gotta snow her.

- All right, do it.

Gotta protect her airway.

♪ ♪

- Mommy?

- Jesse, what are you

doing here?

- Why is she shaking like that?

♪ ♪

- [groaning, gasping]

- Put him on a mask.

[alarms blaring]

- Belly's distended and tender.

- Mm-hmm.

- Heart rate's up to 120.

BP's 91/76.

What happened?

- He's in hemorrhagic shock.

Two units

on the rapid transfuser.

- Can we still scope him?

- No, too unstable.

We have to open him up.

Open up the hybrid room!

♪ ♪

Let's move.

- [groaning, gasping]

.

[indistinct chatter]

[monitor beeping]

- How's your patient?

- Oh, uh, she had another

panic attack,

but, uh, she's stable.

Dr. Lanik

just ordered repeat labs.

- She had another one?

Any ideas on the trigger?

- [sighs]

Dr. Charles, I'm really sorry.

I--I couldn't send her home

with nothing.

So I--I had her

try the singing.

- And you think that that's why

she had another episode?

- Yeah, well, she--

she got really anxious,

and then she took

another anti-depressant,

and I--I don't know.

I think this is my fault.

- Wait, wait, wait--

she took a second dose

on top of

her regular prescription?

- Yes.

- When exactly did she do that?

- Maybe 20 minutes

before she collapsed.

- But panic attacks are

typically an immediate response

to a stressor--

not time-delayed.

And an extra antidepressant

wouldn't provoke

a toxic response anyway.

Look, why don't we add an FBC

and tryptase to her blood work?

- More tests?

What--what are you thinking?

- Eh, I--I don't know yet,

but I'm not positive

we're looking at

panic attacks here.

- [sighs]

Okay.

- Your mom told me

that you kept some

of your favorite books

in here.

Why don't you pick one out

for us to read?

- Why was that doctor

sticking something

down my mommy's throat?

- To help her breathe.

- It's 'cause of that stuff

she takes, isn't it?

- Have you ever

heard of a bad habit?

So I used to bite my nails

all the time,

and that's a bad habit.

And sometimes

it's really hard to stop

when you're so used to

doing it.

- My mom has a bad habit,

doesn't she?

And it's making her sick.

Is that why I have to

stay here tonight?

- Well, it's a little more

complicated than that, Jesse.

- 'Cause I can

take care of her.

I know what to do.

Look.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- You have Narcan

in your backpack?

- My mommy gave it to me.

- And you know how to use it?

- If I find my mom

and I can't wake her up,

I tilt her head back and squirt

one of these in her nose.

♪ ♪

I've done it before.

- You have?

- A couple times.

You don't need to

worry about my mom

'cause I can take care of her.

Please don't

take her away from me.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

[monitor beeping]

- Lot of blood.

What's that grey patch?

- Ischemic bowel.

- Can we salvage that?

- If we got in here

three hours ago.

All right, let's get control

of this bleeding.

April, hemostat times two.

♪ ♪

Dr. Sexton, clamp under me.

[blood gurgling]

Marty, how we looking?

- A little tachycardic,

but pressure's holding.

- Field's oozy.

Hang another unit

of blood and plasma.

- Got it.

- Mesentery's clamped off.

You ever resect a bowel before?

- No.

- Lucky you.

GIA 80 to Dr. Sexton.

Let's get to work.

[device snips]

- [sighs]

[music fades]

- How do you feel?

- Like a rotisserie chicken.

- Listen, Maggie...

I wanna apologize for earlier,

when I got the news

about my cancer,

I just...

I went a little wild.

- For good reason.

- But still, it was selfish,

given where you are

in your fight.

I don't want to go out

and celebrate.

[somber music]

Not until we both

can declare victory.

♪ ♪

- How lucky am I

to have found you?

♪ ♪

You give me hope, Ben.

♪ ♪

[monitor beeping]

♪ ♪

- [clears throat]

- How do you feel?

♪ ♪

- My throat is sore...

[clearing throat]

But overall...

I'm sorry, I'm so hoarse.

Could I have some

water, please?

- Of course.

♪ ♪

- Thank you.

[coughs]

♪ ♪

Whoa.

You see that?

- Hand's pretty darn steady.

[both laugh]

- Is there a chance

this detox might work?

[laughs]

- Excuse me, Ms. Driscoll.

I'm Sharon Goodwin,

executive director

of patient services here;

and this is Madeline Gastern

from Child Protective Services.

[dramatic music]

- What's going on?

- I regret

to inform you, Lynne,

that the department

will be taking

medical custody of your child

until we can determine

your fitness as a parent.

- No.

- I don't understand.

[breathing heavily]

You promised not to do this

if I went through the detox.

- Lynne, I didn't do this.

- You lied to me.

Why did you lie to me?

[breathing shakily]

♪ ♪

.

- Hey.

You called in

Protective Services.

We had a deal.

- The terms changed.

- When did that happen?

- When Jesse told me that

his neglect was not

just a one-time occurrence.

That kid's living situation

is far more dire

than your patient

led you to believe.

- Dr. Halstead.

- What?

- Charge nurse asked me

to tell you:

your patient, Lynne Driscoll,

just left AMA.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[monitor beeping]

♪ ♪

- So how is he?

- We'll keep him under

observation for about a week,

but he should be fine.

- Good.

♪ ♪

- Oh, yeah, so I am gonna go

check on some paperwork...

uh, down in the E.D.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

- Look, Crockett, about today--

I am sorry.

- Come on.

- I shouldn't have

pushed so hard.

You were just trying to do the

best thing for your patient.

I've been thinking about it,

and, um...

♪ ♪

I think maybe you were right.

Sometimes people don't

need to know everything.

♪ ♪

I don't think

I should tell him.

♪ ♪

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- Uh, "systemic" what?

- Mastocytosis.

It's a genetic condition.

Completely manageable.

- Okay, but what about

my panic attacks?

- Shortness of breath,

elevated heart rate,

loss of consciousness--

all symptoms of panic attacks

and mastocytosis.

- Except mastocytosis

can actually be made worse

by taking antidepressants.

So the fluoxetine was not only

not treating anything,

but that extra dose you took?

Probably what made you pass out

in our waiting room.

- Oh, but m-my stress is real.

- Probably just

good old fashioned

job-related stress.

Look, we're going to check in

with your psychiatrist,

but in the meantime,

what we want to do

is swap out

your antidepressants

for antihistamines.

Okay?

- Okay.

Uh, thank you.

Really.

- You bet.

[monitor beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

- What are you doing?

- Deleting this app.

It doesn't work.

Mastocytosis should have been

on my differential

from the start,

but I got so focused

on this app that I--

I totally missed it.

- Don't be so hard on yourself.

Look, you came up

with a creative idea

to solve a tricky problem.

It didn't happen to work, but,

I mean, look at it this way:

if you hadn't of tried it,

Priya would have gone home

thinking she still had

a panic disorder.

- Because she rejected

my bad idea.

Like you said,

it's just a gimmick.

You can't

sing away your problems.

[melancholy music]

♪ ♪

[keys jingling]

[door latch clicks]

♪ ♪

- Ethan.

[exclaims]

Hi!

- Hi!

- Ah!

I thought you were

coming home tomorrow!

- I shipped out early.

I wanted to surprise you.

- [laughs]

What?

♪ ♪

Mission accomplished.

- Baby, I, um--

look, I didn't like

how we left things.

[stammers] I've been

thinking about it a lot

over the last six weeks.

- Me too.

- Sit.

Um...

you and I,

we've been working so hard

and trying to start a family,

and I think

I got caught up in planning

and I forgot what the objective

of the mission really was.

[stammers, laughs]

I'm sorry, I didn't...

want to make it

sound like a briefing.

- [laughs]

It's okay.

- But you...

[sighs]

But you need to know...

[tender music]

That I...

[sighs]

I love you...

and I love your passion

and your loyalty.

- [sighs]

- And I don't want to go

another six weeks without you

in my life.

♪ ♪

So...

♪ ♪

[inhales deeply, sighs]

April Sexton...

- [gasps]

- Will you marry me?

♪ ♪

- [laughs softly]

♪ ♪

- This a good silence?

- Before I answer that, um...

[sniffling]

[sighs]

♪ ♪

I need to tell you something.

♪ ♪

It might change your mind.

- Okay.

- I...

I got tested...

and I don't think

I can have kids.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

- Baby, no.

No, I'm sorry.

But, hey, that's okay.

Look, I love you

no matter what, okay?

We'll figure this out together.

- I love you so much.

So much.

- So is that a yes?

- Yes.

- [laughs]

- Yes!

♪ ♪

[cheers and applause]

- Whoo!

[lively music playing

over speakers]

♪ ♪

[all laughing]

♪ ♪

- I'm glad

you came out tonight.

- You know, I figured CeCe

probably would have approved.

- Oh, yeah.

Sure she would have.

- All right, thank you all

for coming tonight.

I'm gonna miss you all

so much.

- We'll miss you too, Lainey!

- All right, all right.

Up next, Dr. C!

[laughs]

Let's make some noise!

- Seriously?

[cheers and applause]

Seriously, you're gonna sing?

He's gonna sing?

[indistinct chatter]

[dishware clattering]

- A--a friend of mine told me

that, uh, you can't

sing away your troubles.

[Eva Cassidy's "It Doesn't

Matter Anymore" playing]

Well, I guess

we're about to find out.

♪ ♪

♪ There you go and baby ♪

♪ Here am I ♪

♪ Well, you left me here ♪

♪ So I could ♪

♪ Sit and cry ♪

♪ Golly gee,

what have you done to me? ♪

♪ Well, I guess

it doesn't matter anymore ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Do you remember, baby ♪

♪ Last September, how you ♪

[choking up]

♪ Held me tight ♪

♪ Each and every night ♪

♪ And, oh, baby, how you ♪

♪ Drove me crazy ♪

♪ Well, I guess

it doesn't matter anymore ♪

♪ ♪

[locker dial clicks]

[alarm chimes]

- A little help?

- Baghdad.

Dr. Halstead?

35-year-old female.

Found down, unresponsive.

Looks like an OD.

- No response to Narcan.

She's shocked

and epi'd once already.

[air hissing]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- On my count.

One, two, three.

- Will.

♪ ♪

[sustained high-pitched tone]

- Continue CPR.

Crash cart!

She's in V-fib, no pulse.

Charge to 200.

[electricity whirring]

Lift up.

All right, let's go.

We are not losing her.

Clear.

[electricity zaps]

[alarm chirps]

Pulse.

- No pulse.

- Continue CPR.

Another round of epi.

Charge.

[electricity whirrs]

Let's go.

Clear.

[electricity zaps]

[alarm chirps]

Come on, Lynne.

Pulse?

[sustained high-pitched tone]

- It's been 11 minutes now

without one.

- 11 minutes?

- Halstead...

pronounce her.

♪ ♪

- Time of death: 20:43.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]