Ali Grey walked into the hospital. Grey Sloan memorial. Well… She didn't really want her fellowship here. But they were the best. And she deserved the best. Duh.

She was the best. The best deserved the best.

She was supposed to meet a doctor named Dr. Russell… or Randall. She really didn't want to go here. But St. Peters was starting to get on her nerves. She'd been through too much there.

It seemed familiar here. She went into the elevator and thankfully no one was in there. She hated awkward silent elevator rides. She couldn't think straight. God, why hadn't she just rejected this interview? John freaking Hopkins wanted her for God's sake. She had no reason to be here right now.

She got out on the surgical floor and she was supposed to find a cardiothoracic wing.

Come closer, breathe deeper,

just take it in.

Make love to me gently over and over again.

She looked around but still had no idea as where she was supposed to be. This was going to be a fresh start. She could sense it. Maybe, she should go here.

She saw a black girl talking to a Caucasian girl.

"Excuse me?" Ali said.

"Yeah." The Caucasian girl said.

"I'm looking for a Dr. Russell."

"Why?" The black girl asked. The Caucasian girl gave her a look.

"I have an interview about my fellowship."

"Where is his office?" The black girl asked the other one.

"I don't know. Ask your boyfriend."

"Will you just calm the hell down?"

"You act like you know everything just cause you're dating the boss!"

"I'll just… find someone else." Ali said.

"Ah, there's my boyfriend!" The black girl said while pointing at someone. "Jackson! Come over here!"

He walked over there and Ali looked the other way. She wanted to get this over with.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Where's Dr. Russell's office?"

"East wing, why?"

"She" the Caucasian girl said. "Is looking for him."

"Why?"

"I've got an interview." Ali answered, turning to him.

He looked at her and his face turned pale. "L… L-lexie?" He asked.

Ali frowned. "Wait, do you know me?"

"Lexie?" He asked again.

"Alexandra… actually… but people call me Ali… Do you know me?" She asked again.

"No." He answered.

"What's got your panties in a bunch?" Jo joked to Jackson.

"I'm just gonna go find Dr. Russell, okay?"

"Wait! What's your last name?"

"Grey."

She turned around and walked away from those freaks.

If it's all I can take,

I'll remember it all, remember it all.

If it's all I can take,

I'll remember it all, remember it all.

"Who was that?" Stephanie asked her boyfriend, getting quite worried.

"We need to get the board together, immediately. And also page Karev and Kepner."

"What? Why?"

"DO IT NOW!" He yelled.

Stephanie looked like she might cry, but right now he didn't care.

He rushed into the conference room where they had their monthly meetings.

The waiting seemed like an eternity.

Arizona and Callie rushed into the room. "We got your 911."

"Sit down." He said, trying to remain calm.

"This better be an emergency cause I was about to cut into a cancery child." Alex said, while coming in. "Wait, isn't this like a board thing?"

"Sit down." Arizona said.

Jackson sat at the head of the table, Arizona and Callie on one side, Alex on the other.

April came in next. "This better be good. Matthew and I were supposed to have lunch."

"Oh, it's good." He said. He finally allowed himself a smile.

April sat next to Arizona.

Hunt, Cristina, Meredith and Derek came in. Hunt closed the door after them and sat on the other head of the table. Meredith and Derek sat next to Alex, Cristina next to April.

"So what is this about?" Meredith asked.

"So… Remember that plane crash?"

"He's not serious, is he?" Callie whispered to Arizona.

"Yes, we remember." Alex snapped.

"Well… Remember how we didn't find Lexie's body? It was just gone?"

"Wait… they found her body?" Meredith asked. It had been over a year. She didn't think this was going to happen.

There was a dark cloud on the room right now. Though they'd had a memorial service, it still seemed unreal. This would make it official.

"Not exactly." Jackson said. "I think… It could be her doppelganger… but she- She might be. I mean, it could be, right?"

"No… She was dead!" Cristina said, catching on faster than the others.

"I'm completely lost." April announced.

"But I swear… I know what I saw."

"What did you see?" Derek asked, still not catching on.

"He's saying she's alive, you dumb ass!" Cristina said, getting worked up.

Everyone was silent.

"Where did you see her?" Alex asked.

"On her way to Dr. Russell's office."

"WHAT?" "She's in this hospital?" "Where is she?" "No way!" "I don't believe you." Everybody was talking through each other.

"We'll just have to see for ourselves." Meredith announced, not wanting to believe anything and then later have it turn out to not be true.

"Oh, just a tiny little detail I forgot to mention." Jackson said.

"What is it?" Derek said impatiently.

"She said her name was Alexandra Grey. Ali, for short. But still."

One moment imprinted inside my mind.

Could there be more to this love

Or will it be left behind?

"We would be delighted to have you work here for Grey Sloan Memorial." Russell said. "We'll just have to submit your resume to the board, and voila."

"Thank you."

"Graham knows talent."

"He always does." Ali agreed. Graham was one of her colleagues from St. Peters, who had helped her get this interview.

"Now I've got a surgery to steal from Dr. Yang. You're welcome to watch, if you'd like."

"I'll see if I can. Which OR?"

"OR 3."

They walked out of the office and parted ways.

Ali was halfway out of the hall when a group of people rushed into the hallway but stopped as soon as they saw her. They all just stared. Ali felt stared at… She saw the creepy staring guy from before also with them.

She stopped in her tracks. They all tilted their head in unison.

This was freaky.

She stared back. They all just kept staring.

"Do any of you know where OR 3 is?" Ali asked.

They just stared again.

"Seriously?" She said. "Hey, you!" She pointed at Jackson. "You are gonna show me where the hell I need to be right now." She demanded.

"To the left, second hall to the right."

"Thank you."

"So… Can you guys… just, like, move?"

They all went to a side against the wall and she walked past them, shooting them a weird look. She found OR 3. It was a bad surgery, the patient died. But the facility seemed great. She wanted to stay… also she wanted to find what the deal here was.

Cause of it's all I can take,

I'll remember it all, remember it all.

If it's all I can take,

I'll remember it all, remember it all.

"That was her." Meredith immediately said.

"Are you sure?" April asked. "She seemed different."

"She was exactly the same."

"How do you know?"

"Do you think I wouldn't recognize my own sister?"

"Maybe…"

"I don't think she remembered us." Callie pointed out.

"Oh my God." Arizona said, sliding her back down the wall and sitting down. "We're doomed."

"Get off the floor Arizona!"

Arizona got up.

"No, wait, your first instinct was right! Get down again."

Arizona sat on the floor again, as did the others.

"What now?" Derek asked.

"Let's first find out where she's been, what she's doing here and why." Alex said.

"Good idea." April agreed.

They found someone from St. Peters had found her. She'd been working there as a resident and they'd found her name tag, hence her knowing who she was. They were definitely hiring her back. Everyone was happy, of course, but also shaking and freaked out. The other doctors reacted the same thing upon hearing the news. Bailey even cried. But they couldn't tell her who she was. The doctors said her memory needed to come back on her own and Derek, as the neurosurgeon, agreed. But as her brother-in-law he didn't. This was hard. Meredith was freaking out, for sure. Her sister was back.

Her sister was back.