It was a quiet morning for interns Dr. Stephanie Edwards and Dr. Jo Wilson. Since they are not needed at the moment, they decide to take a little lunch break by the dumpster alley on the back of Sloan-Grey Memorial Hospital which has become sort of a casual hangout for the interns despite the unappealing smell of the dumpster itself. Stephanie starts her lunch by drinking the coffee that is stored in her thermos for the day.
"Uhh...is it just me or has the coffee gone weaker around here?" Stephanie complained of her coffee, then gives the thermos to Jo.
"Uhh...I agree," Jo agreed with her friend. Suddenly after hardly swallowing the coffee, Stephanie and Jo heard the cries of a baby, but can hardly find where it is coming from. The women soon find out that the baby cries are coming from a box and inside they find a baby boy wrapped in a blanket.
"Oh, my God," Stephanie said completely surprised to see a young infant in a box.
"Let's bring him inside. Quick!" Jo said as she is quick on her feet and carried the baby with Stephanie following them back in the hospital floors. They walked briskly until they found a person they know could help them.
"Dr. Robbins!" Stephanie called out to Dr. Arizona Robbins to make sure that she got their attention.
"What is it, Edwards and Wilson?" Arizona confirmed her attention and then she saw the infant in Jo's arms. "Whose baby is this and is it okay?"
"He," Jo corrected. "And we don't know. We found him in a box by the dumpster out in the back and I'm pretty sure that this poor little guy was abandoned," she added remembering her experience as she was left at a fire station by her mother at two weeks old which led to her shuffle of foster homes a little bit later on.
"Well, let's find a room where we can keep him for observation until we locate his biological parents," Arizona suggested therefore carrying the little boy and found a room where she could check in on him with both Stephanie and Jo rapidly following her.
"How old are you, sweetie? About eight to nine months?" Arizona coos to the baby guessing his age by his physical size. After thoroughly checking the baby, Arizona concludes, "Well, nothing appears to be wrong with him for now. I'm going to call the police, let them know the situation. Hopefully, they can get his prints and successfully find his parents. Who's going to watch him? I've got to call now and I have a major procedure soon after."
"Well, I have to help out with Dr. Bailey's surgery soon, so I can't," Stephanie answers.
"I can do it," Jo confirmed. With that taken care of, Arizona and Stephanie immediately leave the room. With herself on babysitting duty, Jo decides to make the best of the situation by entertaining the infant with the classic funny faces, bouncing him on her lap, and blowing raspberries on his bare stomach. The baby boy reacted positively to all of these with his smiles, laughs, and cooing babbling.
"Now, who could ever leave an adorable little baby boy like you in a box by a dumpster in an alley?" Jo cooed to the little boy as she was actually wondering that herself. Soon, the baby begins crying again.
"What's wrong, sweetie? Are you hungry?" Jo correctly guessed since the baby probably last ate either last night or earlier this morning. With that in mind, Jo carried the infant and the two head off below in an elevator to the Maternity Ward where Jo can hopefully get some baby formula. Once they reached the Maternity Ward, Jo successfully got the baby formula to which she fed him and observed how calmly he is sucking the milk into his system. After it has been confirmed that he is done, the baby smiled at Jo and she smiled back. She immediately takes him back to the room they stayed in where Arizona is there waiting for them.
"Wilson, where have you two been?" Arizona interrogated Jo.
"He was hungry, so I took him downstairs to the Maternity Ward to feed him formula," Jo answered. "We've been having so much fun that I think I have lost track of time," she added.
"Well, don't get too attached, Wilson," Arizona said back then points to a gentleman outside the room nearby. "This is Detective Freeman. He's assigned to this case. Detective, over here!" she then calls out.
"I'm Detective Greg Freeman of the Seattle Police Department, miss. I take it that this is the infant in question," he introduced himself pointing to the infant.
"Yes, it's him," Jo answered trying to be professional as she possibly can as she is a little grumpy that the detective referred to the adorable baby as "the infant in question".
"Alright, I'm going have to take him back to the station in order to locate his parents," Detective Freeman said then takes the baby into his arms which gets the baby crying.
"Can I go with you, Detective? I think it is best that he is with me," Jo suggested.
"Don't you have other commitments to attend to, Wilson?" Arizona asked as she doesn't know Jo's actual schedule, but knows that a person who works at a hospital is always constantly busy.
"Try to find any other interns who can take my place if anyone needs me. I actually want to know what happens to this little guy," Jo argued.
"Ma'am, I think it is very wise," Detective Freeman agreed referring to how the infant cried earlier when he held him.
"Alright. Try to be back as soon as you can," Arizona ordered.
"Will do," Jo agrees as she leaves with the infant and Detective Freeman to the police station.