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INT. SEATTLE GRACE HOSPITAL -- LATER
Addison is talking on her cell phone. She is holding her ear to block out all other noise.
ADDISON
Meg, I don't know why you're not answering your phone but you need to call me back as soon as you get this message.
Addison hangs up her phone and Derek walks over.
DEREK
Hey. How you hanging in there?
ADDISON
My sister won't answer her phone. I can't think straight, and my nephew could be going to jail. How would you be?
DEREK
Addie, it was an accident. Logan won't go to jail.
ADDISON
Derek...
Addison looks down at her fiddling fingers then looks Derek in the eyes.
ADDISON
He was high when he was driving.
DEREK
What?
ADDISON
He was leaving from a party at his friend's house.
DEREK
Oh my god.
ADDISON
I checked, they already did a drug screening, the police have already been contacted. He's not even old enough to see an R-rated movie and his life is over.
DEREK
You don't know that.
ADDISON
He hit three people, Derek. And killed two of them. I do know that.
DEREK
Addie...
ADDISON
And I don't know how I'm supposed to feel because I'm so unbelievably furious with him that I can't even look at him but at the same time, I can't shake this urge to walk in there and hold him in my arms, and make everything feel alright.
DEREK
I know.
Derek rubs Addison's shoulder with his hand.
ADDISON
Do you remember the day he was born, Derek? I mean really remember it?
DEREK
Yeah.
ADDISON
I was so excited. I remember they called us at two in the morning to tell us he was born. And I rushed over to the hospital in my pajama pants and a t-shirt just to get a glimpse of him. And then they let me hold him. They laid my beautiful, tiny, innocent little nephew in my arms and it was incredible. I felt like I would do anything to protect him from pain as long as I was alive. But I can't do that for him right now. Not for this.
DEREK
Addison...
Addison's phone rings. Addison looks at her phone.
ADDISON
It's Meg.
Addison answers the phone and turns away from Derek.
Derek walks away and we pan to Izzie on a computer at the front desk. George walks over to Izzie eating a Snickers bar.
GEORGE
Whatcha looking up?
Izzie shuffles with the mouse and closes windows on the computer.
IZZIE
Nothing. Just stuff for a patient.
GEORGE
Are you okay?
IZZIE
I'm fine.
A man in his forties from social services walks up to the desk.
MAN
Isobel Stevens?
IZZIE
Yes?
MAN
Hi. I'm here from social services about a little girl.
IZZIE
Oh yes. Hi.
Izzie and the man shake hands.
IZZIE
Any luck finding any family?
MAN
She's got a grandfather in a nursing home with late stage alzheimers and a distant uncle who lives in France.
IZZIE
That's it?
MAN
That's it.
IZZIE
So what are you going to do?
MAN
Well, were going to take the girl...
IZZIE
Hannah.
MAN
Hannah into custody. She'll probably be placed in foster homes until we can find a more long term arrangement.
IZZIE
How common is it for a 10-year-old to be adopted?
MAN
It's not.
IZZIE
There's nothing else we can do?
MAN
Unless you know of a relative of this child that we don't. Yes.
Izzie hesitates.
IZZIE
Actually. I talked to Hannah and, um, she told me that her parents weren't biological she was adopted when she was born.
MAN
That doesn't really change anything.
IZZIE
But what if we could find her biological parents? Is there any way they could adopt her?
MAN
The odds of that are slim to none. Even if we could find her biological parents I doubt they would want her. They were the ones that gave her up in the first place.
IZZIE
What if I..they did want her? Would it be possible to adopt her?
MAN
I don't know. I guess so. I could look into it. Did the girl know anything about her biological parents.
IZZIE
No...but I think I may know who her mother is.
The man is getting fed up with all of Izzies "what ifs," and guessing.
MAN
Who, Dr. Stevens?
IZZIE
It's me. I'm her mother.