I OWN NOTHING! BUT I MADE UP THE BABY AND IT'S MOTHER. SO I GUESS I DO OWN SOMETHING

"Izzie, the baby's not crying. Shouldn't it be crying?" Olivia said as she stopped giving CPR to Mrs. Barton.

"She's had a lot of trauma. I'm not going to let her die," Izzie said, cleaning the nose, eyes, and mouth out. "She was breathing when I took her out."

"Is she now?"

"Only slightly. I'm bringing her up to the neonatal unit. Can you let someone know Mrs. Barton didn't make it?"

"Of course, Izzie. Hurrry!" Olivia said as she made her way out of the cubical.

Izzie was going to wait for the elevator, but it wasn't fast enough. She ran up the stairs as though the building were collapsing into hell below. She made it up the stairs before the elevator even reached the lobby. She burst through the doors, getting the attention of Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd.

"Izzie! What are you doing…" she trailed off when she saw Izzie was carrying an infant.

"Mrs. Barton, one of the accident patients was eight and a half months pregnant. She didn't make it but I got the baby out in time, but her breathing's coming slower and slower."

"Okay, Dr. Stevens, we've got to bring her into the NICU. We'll hook her up to the ventilator."

After all of that was said and done, Addison looked at Izzie.

"Izzie, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why are you here? Why did you perform this c-section? You quit. You cut the L-VAD wire. Are you even allowed to operate on patients?"

"Honestly, Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd, I don't know. The Chief called me to come to his office to talk about a few things, and I was downstairs talking to Burke when Olivia came running up and told me how you had your hands full, the woman was in labor, and she wasn't going to make it, birth or not. Burke told me the Chief hadn't let me go yet, so I'm still technically a surgical intern until formalities are made and papers are signed. I just couldn't let this baby die."

"Okay, Izzie, it's okay," Addison soothed, noticing Izzie had started crying. "If the Chief asks, I said it was okay. I told Olivia to get you. I saw you come in. You saved the baby's life. I'll back you up on this one."

"Thanks," Izzie said, taking control of herself.

"Isobel Stevens!" the Chief exclaimed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Saving and infant's life," Addison answered for her. "I saw Izzie come in, and I had my hands full. I knew Izzie could handle this. I sent Olivia to get her."

"You never sent Olivia, and you never saw her come in. You and I both know that."

"Well, I figure I already killed one patient, I might as well do something else illegal to make sure I'm locked up for a long period of time. I'm not sure what you asked me here for, but this is what I do, Dr. Webber. I can't see someone in trouble, where I can help, and not do anything. It would be like you not performing a surgery that would save someone's life. You wouldn't be able to either. Love is what propelled me to cut Denny's L-VAD wire, but experience and skill propelled me to save this baby."

"Did you take every precaution regarding the mother?"

"Mrs. Barton was doomed from the beginning. Besides the fact she couldn't feel her feet and her back and head were badly damaged, she had internal bleeding. I lifted the bottom of her gown to take a look how dilated she was and there was so much blood I wasn't able to see anything. The only way this baby was going to survive was from a cesarean section. She started to seize, so I sent Olivia to retrieve the medication and equipment I would need. While Olivia was gone, Mrs. Barton stopped breathing. I started to perform CPR, knowing it would only buy me a few minutes at most to get the child out of her. It was either try to fix a lost cause or save the only one of the two lives capable of saving."

"Well, Dr. Stevens, I do believe we need to have a talk in my office, but first, Addison, how is the baby?"

"She looks like she'll pull through. She's had a lot of trauma because of the car accident, but I don't see any major harm done."

"So Stevens saved the baby's life, in your opinion?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

IN THE CHIEF'S OFFICE

"Izzie, what you did regarding Denny Duquette, was, with all due respect, stupid, selfish, and irrational. I understand love propelled you to do that, but is inexcusable. Although, what you did today proved to me what I already expected."

"And what is that, sir?" Izzie asked, fearing the worst.

"That no matter where you go, you'll always be a doctor. You have a heart much larger than it should be, but the compassion shows in all you do. If you would agree, I would like you to come back to fulfill your internship here at Seattle Grace," Dr. Webber said.

"Just like that? Even though I could have killed Denny, you're going to just let me back in?"

"Well, as long as you agree to come back, there will be some restrictions."

"Anything, Chief. You have no idea what this means to me!" Izzie said.

"Before you get all excited, you may want to know the restrictions. First, you will be banned from the OR for a month. The first couple of days will consist of desk work. When you do start to practice again, you will be in the pit for two full weeks. You will do nothing but sutures. Then, when you are off of probation, I will switch your field of internship to consist of both surgical and neonatal fields."

"Yes, sir. I'll be here tomorrow morning for rounds!"

Izzie left Dr. Webber's office, literally giddy.

"Izzie! What are you doing here?" Meredith asked.

"Izzie, I'm sorry about what happened. How are you doing?" Cristina asked.

"I'm good. I'm better than good. I'm great!"

"You are?" George asked as Alex walked up.

"What's going on?" Alex asked.

"I'm still an intern!"

"What! That's great Izzie! I'm happy for you," Alex said, honestly.

"So you're back then?" a voice came behind them.

"Yes, Dr. Bailey. Don't worry. I know the restrictions and probation I'm on. And that I'm forever on your bad side. But I'll do everything by the book from now on. Promise."

"Of course you do. Well don't be late tomorrow. You will be held accountable for all your actions from now on Stevens."

"Yes, sir," Izzie said as Bailey walked away.

"How bout we celebrate? All of us. No alcohol though. If you're hung over, Bailey's gonna kill you," Alex said.

"I can't. I'm gonna stick around and see if there's anything I can help Burke with," Cristina said, sadly.

"How are you and Burke doing?" Meredith asked.

"We're okay."

"Well I can't go out tonight and celebrate because I've got plans with Finn," Meredith told her friends.

"Why'd you choose him over McDreamy anyway?" Cristina asked.

"Because she believed I'd never leave my wife," Derek said, behind them.

"Oh." Cristina said, looking at the floor.

"Well, let's just say, she's very wrong," Derek said, walking away.

"What!" Meredith said shocked as she ran after Derek.

"Well I can't celebrate tonight because Callie and I already have dinner reservations. Sorry," George said.

"Just us two then I guess. That is if you want to," Alex said, sounding more nervous than he normally does.

"Sure, Alex," Izzie said smiling.

"Great. I'll call you when I get off work," Alex said, walking away.

"Cristina?"

"Yeah?"

"Why'd you lie?"

"What do you mean?"

"Cristina, I talked to Burke today. He told me."

"Oh. That. Yeah. He dumped me. But I'm not going to go that easily. I'm going to be there for all of his physical therapy. I'm going to make sure he's a world renowned heart surgeon again. And then maybe he can fix mine," Cristina said, looking at the floor.

"What's wrong with your heart?"

"It's really a crazy quirk of nature. You see, this guy that I know, well he broke it. I'm just waiting for him to fix it."