A/N: THIS IS A FUTURE FIC WHEN IZZIE'S DAUGHTER TURNS 18.

She was sixteen, just sixteen. She had loved her baby more than she imagined possible, more than she thought she ever could love. She loved her enough to let her go and to give her parents who could give her everything. She loved her enough to say goodbye.

It had been hard, and she knew that it was best for her baby. Diane and Craig, the adoptive parents, had promised her pictures. She had named her daughter for herself, and Diane and Craig had named her something different.

Hannah Isabelle Tyler was her name. She had been born on May 19 of 1995. She had blond wisps of hair and bright blue eyes. Izzie had only one picture of the two of them together. Just one, moments after birth. She treasured that picture and kept it safe, away from the eyes of those around her. She was no longer that girl, the one who'd been wild and out of control. She was a doctor, a surgeon and she held control of her world. She never wished for Hannah back, but she did wish to one day see her again, to one day tell her why, and to one day see the wonderful woman she'd become.

Izzie had pictures of Hannah until she turned six. The Tylers lost touch once they moved and Izzie had started college and was having a harder time receiving the pictures from her mother. Izzie wanted to know of her daughter. She had written a letter when Hannah was born, something Hannah would hopeful one day read and allow her to understand why she had been given up.

'Dearest baby girl,

This is mommy here, not the mommy you know as mom, but the one who gave birth to you. I don't expect you to fully understand my actions, but I do hope that one day I can meet you and see how wonderful you have become. I want you to know that I loved you more than anything in the world, more than I thought I ever could love. I hope that your life has been perfect and that you are happy. That is all that I wanted for you, a better life than what I had. I grew up in a trailer park with a single mom. She had been only seventeen when I was born, you deserved more than what I had gotten. I hope that the Tylers give you everything you can dream of. I chose them to raise you after I had met many coupes. I got the feeling from them that they would be the best parents you could ever ask for. They had another child too, and I wanted for you to have other siblings and people to grow up with. I had longed for that as a child.

I know that you are probably much older now that you are reading this, and maybe you never will read it. That is okay with me because your parents have the right to raise you as they want. I hope they let you know that you were adopted so that one day we may meet again. I don't expect anything from you though and feel no pressure to meet me because baby girl if we never meet again know that you will always be in my heart and my dreams.

If you do choose to contact me though know how much it will mean to me. I want to know if your life has been good and what you are up to. I am sure that if you do contact me, you will have many questions, feel free to ask me anything you want to. I will do my best to answer you. I love you my baby girl.

I wanted to tell you a little about me. To start, my name is Isobel Grace Stevens. Most of my friends call me Izzie and I grew up in Chehalis, I got pregnant at the beginning of sophomore year, and you my girl were born at the end of the school year. I was a much wilder child before my pregnancy and I used to skip class with my boyfriend at the time Michael Portter. Michael is actually the boy, or man I guess, who fathered you. When I told him of my pregnancy, he told me he wanted nothing to do with me or you. He left me alone and pregnant. I settled down because of you and you made me a better person. My grades picked up and I was surprised to find that I was actually smart. I plan on even going to college and maybe medical school or something. I want to make a better life for myself just as I want a better life for you.

When you were born just six hours ago I held you for only a few minutes. There are two pictures of that moment, one which I will hold dear and one that I am giving to you. I know that your parents will give you the world baby girl. I will always love you.

Love and Kisses,

Isobel Stevens'

A/N: Please review! This is my first Grey's Anatomy story and I love to know what my reader's are thinking for each of my stories!