"Meredith, I'm really busy right now," Christina rambled on as she entered the on call room, "What did you-" she noticed that baby Zola was sitting in Meredith's lap, sucking on her bottle while Meredith gently cradled her. "Oh my-"

"Words cannot describe how incredibly happy I am," Meredith spoke softly. "I'm going to explode,"

"How the hell?" Christina asked excitedly, "Oh my god! Hi princess," she bent down and ran a gentle finger across Zola's cheek.

"Alex," Meredith replied.

"What?" Christina raised an eyebrow. "Oh my god, Meredith. He didn't kidnap her or something, did he?"

"No," Meredith shook her head. "He talked to the judge...and Janet. She was here, she handed Zola over to me and told me that she needs me and Derek to finish up the rest of the paperwork in the morning,"

"So, she's yours?"

"Officially," she grinned. "I'm still in shock,"

"Where's Derek? What did he say?"

"He's running the ER, I haven't told him yet," she replied. "I just...I'm still trying to make sure I'm not stuck in some kind of dream,"

"Want me to slap you to make sure?"

Meredith scoffed with a slight giggle. "Shutup,"

"Page him, or I will!"

"I'm going to," she laid down the bottle that Zola had finished and stood up. She propped Zola on her hip and turned back to Christina with a cheesy smile. "I swear, if I pinch myself anymore, I'm going to have bruises,"

"Come with me," Christina grabbed Meredith's free hand and pulled her out of the room with her.

"Where are we going?"

Christina pulled her down the hallway and turned the corner and found Derek talking to Owen by the nurse's station. "Dr. Shepherd,"

"Yeah?" Derek looked in her direction, a stunned look developed on his face when he saw Meredith behind Christina. He looked at Zola, then back at Meredith, then to Christina, unable to speak.

Meredith smiled. "Hi daddy,"

"What the?" Derek raised an eyebrow, as he and Owen moved closer to the two women. "What's going on?"

"Alex..." Meredith's eyes filled with tears. "He talked to the judge. Janet brought her to me, she said she's ours, Derek,"

"Ours?" he questioned.

"We have some paperwork to sign in the morning, but she's ours, Derek. Janet said all they need is our signatures in order to finalize it...and it's over...she's ours,"

"She's ours," he repeated, gently taking Zola from Meredith's arms and clutched her to his chest, as a tear fell down his cheek. He pulled Meredith to him and planted a kiss on her head.

Meredith rested in his arms and rubbed Zola's back, she looked up and planted a kiss on Derek's lips. "She's ours," she repeated.

"Hey," Owen rested a friendly hand on Derek's shoulder. "If you let me get a few hours of sleep in the on call room, I'll cover the ER for the rest of the night. Let you get her settled back in at home,"

"You sure?"

"Yeah," Owen nodded. "I just need a couple hours, at least. I covered for Sloan last night."

"Thanks," Derek smiled.

"What do we got?" Miranda Bailey asked, slipping a trauma gown on as she joined Karev, Jackson, April, and a flock of interns outside the ambulance bay.

"A helicopter crash," Jackson replied. "One male and two females, about a minute out," As the words left his mouth, they heard the sirens getting closer.

"Dispatch said the male lost an arm. One of the women has third degree burns on 40% of the body and blunt force trauma to the head, the other has a piece of one of the propellers impaled in her lower abdomen,"

One of the ambulances pulled up and backed up to the bay, the paramedic shook her head and jumped out. "Helicopter pilot. We lost him,"

The ambulance pulled away and the next pulled in, the doors opened, Bailey and Alex jumped to the side of the gurney. The woman's face was covered in blood, along with the side of her face being blistered with burns. "34 year old female, blunt force trauma to the head upon impact. She has burns down the right side of her body. Vitals are shaky, blood pressure keeps dropping," the paramedic filled in as the three of them pushed the gurney into the building.

The doors of the next ambulance burst open and Jackson's eyes widened when he saw Lexie on the gourney. The paramedic jumped out. "27 year old female, took a piece of propeller to the lower abdomen on impact. Vitals are stable. No signs of shock,"

April looked shakily at Jackson.

"Lex," Jackson said softly, as he moved beside the gurney.

"This sucks," Lexie winced, trying to sit up and look at the foot long piece of propeller that was sticking out of her. "I think my arm is broken too, Jackson,"

"Page Dr. Webber," April looked to one of the interns next to her. "Let's get her in for a CT,"

"Blood pressure's dropped out again," Bailey called. "Push 20ccs of epi and someone page Shepherd!" Bailey shouted. "As big as the bump on her head is, there's gotta be a brain bleed,"

Alex held a stethoscope to the patient's chest again. "Her lungs are full of fluid, get me an intubation kit,"

"Guys," Jackson burst into the trauma room, trying to catch his breath. "You know who that is, right?"

"Avery, we don't have time for guessing games," Bailey snapped, as the patient began to flatline.

"It's Dr. Masterson,"

"Charge to 20," Bailey took the defibulator paddles in her hands, a nurse behind her moved to turn the dial. "Clear!" she called and pressed them to the woman's chest.

"Avery," Bailey replied. "Dr. Masterson went to Seattle Pres about an hour ago for a preemie,"

"Yeah, on the helicopter,"

Alex looked to Bailey, wide eyed.

"Okay people!" Bailey called. "This is one of our own! Charge to 30!"

"Meredith," Jackson found her in the lounge, Zola was sleeping soundly her lap as Meredith worked on a stack of paperwork.

Callie and Christina were sitting on the couch across from her, Callie was studying a patient chart, Christina had her head rested on her hand, nodding in and out of sleep.

"Yeah?" Meredith didn't look up, just kept writing.

"There's been an accident,"

"Thanks, Avery. But, I don't wanna score any awesome surgeries tonight. I just wanna finish my paperwork and take my little girl home,"

"I know," he sighed, moving closer to her. "But-"

"But what?" she looked up at him, becoming worried.

"It's Lexie,"

"What?" Meredith looked at Christina then back at him.

"Can you come with me?"

"I..um.."

Christina stood to her feet and took Zola from Meredith's lap. "Go, Mer. I got her,"

"Dr. Bailey," Derek walked into the trauma room. "What do we got?"

Bailey looked up from the monitors. "Patient's blood pressure keeps dropping out. She has blunt force trauma. I've pushed 60ccs of epi and had to shock her heart 3 times already. I think she has a brain bleed."

Derek moved behind her and felt Becca's head. "Yeah, feels like it," he turned to the nurse behind him. "Drill," she handed him a drill and he quickly moved to drill a hole in her skull, as soon as he pulled the drill back, blood flooded table and dripped onto the floor.

"Blood pressure is stabilized," Bailey gave a sigh of relief. "Thank god,"

"Karev, get her up for a CT so we can see just how bad the head injury is,"

"Dr. Shepherd," Alex turned to him.

"Yeah?"

"It's Dr. Masterson,"

"What about her?" he said, pulling her eyelids back and checking her pupils.

"Uhh..this is Dr. Masterson,"

Derek looked up at him, then back down to Becca. "Oh fuck!"

Bailey and Karev looked to each other, as Derek stripped his gloves off and ran his hand through his hair, he turned away and then turned back. "Page Sloan,"

"What?" Bailey raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't the burns be the least of our worries right now?"

"Look," he snapped. "Just page him. Don't tell him anything..have him come find me,"

"Lexie," Meredith spoke softly as she entered the operating room where Lexie was being prepped, holding a mask infront of her face.

"Hey…" Lexie whispered.

"What happened?"

"Hunt sent us to pick up a preemie from Seattle Presbyterian," she began. "We didn't even make it halfway before the storm turned back our way, so the pilot made the judgement call to ground it at the park until the storm passed. When he went to land, a gust of wind flipped us and we plowed into the ground," she winced in pain as the anesthesiologist switched out her iv.

"Who were you with? Arizona?"

"No, Dr. Masterson," she replied. "Seconds before we crashed, she dropped her cellphone, so she unbuckled her seat belt to reach down and get it. When we crashed, she was thrown out…I heard her head hit the stabilizer bar,"

"Oh my god," Meredith gasped.

"Have you heard anything? Is she alive?"

"I don't know," she shook her head. "I didn't even know she was with you,"

"Are you scrubbing in with Dr. Webber?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Please," she whispered as a tear fell from her cheek. "Meredith, I'm scared."

Meredith gently took her sister's hand. "I'll be next to you the entire time…"

"Thank you,"

"I'm gonna go scrub in, okay?"

Lexie winced as she nodded.

Meredith moved to the scrub room and took her cellphone out of her pocket, calling Christina.

"Hey," Christina answered. "How is she?"

"She has part of a helicopter propeller sticking out of her abdomen, Avery said the CT scan showed that it severed her uterus, Dr. Webber's gonna try to save it," she sighed.

"Did you know she was with Dr. Masterson?" Christina asked. "Apparently she has massive head trauma. Dr. Bailey almost lost her four times in the trauma room. I got paged out to help Altman run some tests to see if her heart will hold up long enough for Derek to operate,"

"Yeah, Lexie told me that Dr. Masterson took her seatbelt off to get her cellphone. She was ejected on impact, Lexie said she heard her head smack the stabilizer bar," Meredith replied. "Wait, if you got paged out, where's Zola?"

"I hope you don't mind, but Torres took her across the street to stay with Arizona until you're able to go get her. I figured she'd probably like to play with Sophia," Christina replied. "Derek said it was okay,"

"Yeah," Meredith replied, as Dr. Webber came into the scrub room. "No better babysitter than a pediatrician. I gotta go,"

"Let me know how it goes with Lexie, okay?"

"Yup," Meredith flipped her phone shut and shoved it in her pocket. "Dr. Webber, Lexie wants me to scrub in with you, if that's okay,"

"That's fine," Richard replied, starting to scrub in. "Meredith, I'm worried that we won't be able to save that uterus. There appears to be too much scar tissue left over from the abortion,"

"Abortion?" Meredith raised an eyebrow at him, running her hands under the water.

"Yeah," he replied. "It usually takes a couple years for the scar tissue to go completely away, and since hers was only 14 months ago, I'm worried her uterus will hemorrhage if we try to save it,"

Meredith looked away from him and in the window where Lexie laid on the operating table. Apparently, her sister didn't share as much with her as she thought.

"You paged me, Bailey?" Mark approached her, "What do you got?"

"Shepherd's looking for you," she replied, not looking up from the chart in her hands.

"Where is he?"

"CT room,"

"Any idea what he has?"

"I'm not supposed to tell you anything, Dr. Sloan," she replied, turning to walk away. "I was only supposed to tell you to find him,"

"What the hell," he groaned and moved toward the CT room down the hall. He opened the door and found Derek inside, looking at the CT scan that was mounted on the lamp window infront of him. "Hey,"

Derek turned around and sighed. "Hey,"

"You paged?" Mark moved closer to him. "What do you got?"

"I need to talk to you,"

"About?" Mark glanced at the scan that Derek had been studying. "Wow, that's a huge brain bleed,"

"Mark…" Derek sighed, fighting back tears. He couldn't help but think of himself in the same position, how he would feel if it was Meredith that was in the next room, with a massive brain bleed.

Mark gave him a confused look. "Derek, what? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Mark, it's Becca,"