"Alright, I'm down here," Dr. Embry Costa announced her presence, walking toward Bloom, "I was told by our new boss that things are going to get very intense and we needed all hands on deck. So, where do you want me?" she asked, as the head of OB she knew she may not be as useful as they wanted in the ED.

Bloom nodded, taking a long look around the room before replying, "The nurses are evaluating each patient as they come in so just jump in for the next phase. We need to get them in and out today."

Embry grabbed the chart closest to her on the rack and moved to the first bay and her first patient. It had been years since she took care of anyone that wasn't coming to her for something to do with their breasts, uterus, ovaries, or vagina.

She took care of three people before she saw Max walking through the ED, "Max, where are you going? This is kind of you thing and we could use you in here," she reminded him, as she caught up as he reached the automatic doors.

Max gave her a sympathetic glance, "I know but there's someone who needs me out there. I won't be long. You're doing great."

"I expect beers later," she quipped, "Purchased by you," she added before turning and heading back into the chaos.

It didn't take long before the entire Emergency Department was so full they couldn't take another patient. And, at that very moment Dean Fulton stepped into the madness, his eyes making a beeline for Embry with a look that said 'may I see you'.

She excused herself from her current patient and made her way to the Dean, following him into the doctor's lounge. "Yes, Boss?" she began.

"This is not the time for your games right now, Dr. Costa," Fulton began, "Can you please explain to me why this hospital is operating under complete insanity and my new Medical Director is nowhere to be found?"

Embry replied with a shrug, initially, before she elaborated. "The annual Cardiothoracic conference is this week and, one of the two, remaining attendings is in surgery right now. Max," she corrected herself. "Dr. Goodwin opened our doors to everyone and I am not sure where he is, at the moment."

Fulton shook his head, his hand moving to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Aren't you needed in your department?" he finally had something to say.

She waved off his concern, "I have plenty of doctors up there capable of handling what could come up. This will work out," she attempted to reassure him, wrapping his tie around her hands, pulling him a little closer.

He couldn't suppress the grin crossing his lips as he removed her hands, "You know there is nothing else I would rather do, but this is definitely not the time. Can you please find Max?" his voice was exasperated.

Embry nodded before turning to leave, "I will take a raincheck on my other idea, though," but saw Max once she was at the door. She turned back, pointing out the window, "Done," she added a charming smile as she pushed it open and called her best friend.

Max pulled all the department heads into a meeting, realizing how impossible this task had truly been.

"Alright guys," he began, "We're in this mess because of me and I am sorry for that. I thought we could help everyone and we ended up helping no one. But, I have a plan, if you all are still willing to help me."

He was greeted with nods from everyone before he laid out his idea and as Max walked out the door, he passed a stethoscope to Dean Fulton. "This will only work if we all help," Max began, "Will you jump in, Dr. Fulton?"

Fulton quickly glanced at Embry to see a bright smile on her face as he nodded to Max's request and took the tool, leaving the room to see patients.

Embry jumped back in as she'd been all morning and afternoon. As she was evaluating a child with a sprain, she was suddenly hit with a wave of nausea causing her to stand up and move to the nearest trash can, doubling over as she lost the entire contents of her stomach.

Fulton noticed Embry immediately, wishing he could jump up and act on his concerns but he was forced to stay at his patient's bedside and wait until later to check on her.

Once Embry was finished, she straightened up and cleaned herself up before returning to her patient, going over reasons for her sudden illness in her head.

A reason struck her after she'd discharged two more people and admitted three others, she was late. Embry excused herself from the ED and raced back to her department to run a quick urine analysis on herself.

"I'm pregnant," she said to herself as she sat down, looking over the results. She was sleeping with her married boss and no one except her best friend knew and now she was knocked up. Embry shook off her nerves and walked over to her main nurse, "Charlotte, can you run my bloodwork? I need the results to remain off our records and only be shared with me," she added, handing over the vial she'd collected.

Charlotte nodded, "Of course, I'll be right back."

Embry sat down again until Charlotte returned with her answers, revealing her initial diagnosis was correct.