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A/N: For those of you who were confused with how Zola was a match, it was incredibly unlikely, but always possible. Just like when there is a random donor out there who has a match. Also, a few people thought ten was too young to be donating. It isn't if you have a parent's permission, and if Zola gets it, she will be allowed to donate a kidney. Have you ever seen My Sister's Keeper? Anna was allowed to donate. Anyways, without further ado, here is the next chapter.

"Zola," Derek whispered, sighing deeply. "This seems... dangerous."

"It wasn't dangerous when you were going to donate!"

"Yes, but you're ten! Look, I'm sorry. It's just that..."

"We're your parents," Meredith cut in. "And we are allowed to worry." She looked at Derek once and took a deep breath. "I approve, but I want to be there during the surgery."

Derek shook his head. "They won't allow that Meredith, and we both know that."

Meredith sighed deeply. "Derek-

"I approve," he stopped her. "But Zola, are you sure about this?"

Zola nodded. "She's my sister."

...

Maya's hands were bleeding profusely, gushing blood all over the floor.

"You wanted me to let her outside?" Maya shrieked. "Is that what you wanted? With all those germs and infections that she wasn't as immune to as everyone else? I was trying to keep her alive! And now she is going to die!"

"Look!" a guard cut in, stepping in front of her cell. "You have been going at this non-stop for hours. Shut the hell up!" He took one look at Maya's hands and cringed.

...

"I blame you," Cristina snapped, walking into the room. "You made me into a freaking softy Meredith Grey! I just agreed to let Andrew and his sister live with me..." She took one look at everyone's faces. "Wait what's going on?"

"Annabelle has a kidney infection," Zola said. "Maya had been giving her drugs for years, but now that she;s been off them for a few days, she's dying. I'm a match, and I'm donating my kidney."

Cristina's eyes widened. "Jesus. Do you guys ever catch a break?"

...

Andrew stood next to Angela, staring at the sleeping baby in her arms.

Missy was asleep in the chair next to her bed.

"He has your nose," Andrew whispered.

"Yeah," Angela giggled. "He does."

"What're you gonna name him?"

"Joshua."

"I like that name," Andrew sighed.

Angela frowned. "Andrew, listen to me. You can always come to me whenever you need anything, okay? Just because we aren't living together doesn't change the fact that I still care about you, and that I love you."

She reached a free hand out to Andrew and he took it.

"Okay," he whispered.

"You'll take care of Missy?"

"Of course."

"Does Cristina know she's also getting a dog with you two?"

Andrew smirked. "I'm waiting to tell her that part."

...

Annabelle slowly opened her eyes and felt everything inside of her ache.

She whimpered, blinking against the harsh light, and she closed her eyes to block it out.

"Annabelle," Meredith whispered.

"Mom?" Annabelle mumbled.

Meredith froze and tears entered her eyes. "Yes. It's your mom. I'm right here baby."

"I'm... alive?"

"Yes. But you need to be taken in for another surgery. You have failing kidneys, and Maya's known about it this entire time. Zola's a match, and she's giving you one of her kidneys. The surgery is tomorrow morning."

Annabelle breathed in deeply and cringed. "It hurts... to breathe."

"I know," Meredith said.

"I can't... take... her kidney. It's not... right."

"Honey, just say thank you. When Zola is determined to do something, there is no stopping her."

Annabelle smiled, though her eyes were closed. "She's... stubborn. Just... like her... mom."

"Yeah," Meredith chuckled and began to cry softly. "Yeah she is."

Annabelle fell back to sleep.

...

Derek called a nurse in and asked for a wheelchair.

After some consideration, she helped him into one, and she pushed him to look inside the NICU.

The moment he saw his new baby girl, tears filled his eyes.

"Rachel," he whispered.

The baby's fingers twitched and he smiled through his tears. "Daddy's here baby girl. I'm right here."

Meredith struggled as she walked up behind him, using the wall for support the entire time.

"We have three daughters," Derek sobbed softly and grasped Meredith's hand.

She didn't say a word. She just held on.

...

Zola lay in on the stretcher, her hair covered by the plastic cap, and her body dressed in a hospital gown.

Meredith sat next to her.

"This is the first time you will have had a surgery."

"Yeah," Zola agreed.

"You nervous?"

"Yeah."

Meredith smiled softly. "What you're doing for Annabelle... it's amazing. I mean... you just met her-

"She's your daughter mom," Zola said and lifted up the corner of her mouth. "And my sister."

Meredith had tears in her eyes. "Mom-"

"I'm fine."

"What is it?"

"Nothing. Really. It's nothing," Meredith insisted.

"Just tell me. I can take it. I'm a big girl."

Meredith clenched her teeth and let out a small sob.

"I thought I wasn't going to see you again," Meredith whispered.

Zola swallowed the guilt and Meredith pressed her forehead against her daughter's hand, crying.

Zola softly patted her mom's head. "I'm here Mommy. I'm right here. I'm sorry I ran away."

Derek had a nurse wheel him into the room where and Zola and Meredith were waiting.

"Hey," Derek said as Meredith looked up through her teary eyes. "Is your mother crying again?"

"I'm a mom. I'm allowed to."

Derek chuckled and kissed Meredith's head, and then he leaned down and kissed Zola's.

A nurse walked into the room. "We're ready for her."

"We'll be right here waiting afterwards."

"Okay," Zola whispered.

"We love you!" Meredith and Derek called as Zola was wheeled out of the room.

...

Meredith and Derek each kissed Annabelle's head and wished her luck in surgery.

"We will be right here afterwards waiting, okay?"

"Okay guys. Thank you. Dad?"

Derek's eyes widened. "Yes?"

"I'm really glad you woke up. And Mom?"

"Yes honey?"

"I'm really happy to learn what it's like to have a real mom. And Dad, it's so weird having a dad at all. But I love it."

Andrew walked into Annabelle's room, finding her prepped for surgery.

"Can we have a minute?" Annabelle asked and Meredith and Derek nodded and left the room.

"Hey," Andrew whispered.

Annabelle smiled. "Hey," she responded weakly.

Tears filled Andrew's eyes. "You're alive."

"For right now. But it looks pretty serious. We'll see how the surgery goes."

Andrew sat next to her bed. "Aren't you nervous?"

She nodded slowly. "Of course I am Andrew."

She took his hand and held it.

"You've got to come back alive. Okay? Can you promise me that?"

"I'll try." Annabelle's swallowed back her tears.

"I'll be waiting on you to live. Okay?"

Annabelle nodded and he held on tighter to her hand.

"Angela had her baby."

Annabelle frowned. "Where are you going to live?"

"Cristina said we can stay with her for now."

"My mom's best friend?"

Andrew nodded. "I'm sorry I got you shot."

"You didn't get me shot Andrew. I would take the bullet for you any day."

"But... why?"

"Come here," Annabelle said, and he leaned forwards.

She pressed her lips to his and his eyes widened, shocked as she pulled back.

"Whatever happens, know that I care about you. A lot."

"I think I might love you," Andrew blurted out.

Annabelle felt herself crying harder. "I'm still learning what love is Andrew."

Andrew swallowed thickly and nodded. "I know."

"We're ready to take you to surgery," a nurse said.

"See you afterwards," Annabelle said.

Andrew kissed her hand and watched as the nurse took her away.

Her parents were waiting in the hallway, waving at her as she was wheeled off.

...

Zola was already in the OR, smiling as Annabelle was wheeled in.

"Thank you," Annabelle said as soon as she was next to her.

Zola reached for her sister's hand and they both grasped on to the other's.

Annabelle stared at their connected hands. "I know we just met, but I like having a sister."

"Me too."

"Is that why you are keeping me around?"

Zola giggled. "I'm nervous," she admitted.

"Me too. But we'll be in here together the entire time," Annabelle promised. "We'll do this together Little Sis'."

"Okay Big Sis'."

"I kissed him again," Annabelle said. "You know, Andrew."

Zola giggled. "I told Tuck I liked him. He said he just wanted to be friends for now, and we'd see what happened in the future."

Annabelle smiled at her sister as the anesthesiologist walked over.

"You girls ready?"

They both nodded and held hands tighter as he placed the masks over their faces.

"Okay, count back from one hundred."

Both girls breathed in deeply.

"One hundred," the both started. "Ninety-nine. Ninety-eight..."

"Ninety-seven..."

"Ninety six... five..."

Their hands fell limp and their stretchers were moved apart as they were each moved onto surgical tables.

Bailey stood over Zola and reached out her hand.

"Scalpel."

A/N: So who thinks they know what will happen? Will both girls make it? Or will one of them not? And if you vote for they won't make it, who will it be?