Chapter 11

"Hey," Mark whispered as Sloan slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey she whispered. Then her eyes grew wide. "Where is he?" she asked right away.

"W-what?" Mark stuttered, confused.

"My baby. Where is he? Is he okay? Did he die? Did I die? Oh wait, never mind I am breathing. But where is he?"

"He is perfectly fine. And he is well… just perfect. He had your eyes, my nose, your hair. He's beautiful."

"Wait… like girly beautiful or just baby beautiful? Because I don't want him to look like a girl-

"Shh, shh. Sloan relax. I know how worried you are. But your baby is just fine."

"C-can I see him? Please?"

"Are you still putting him up for adoption?" Mark asked.

"A family wanted him," she said softly. "I was prepared to give him up and now… now I can't. I have to see him daddy. Please!"

Mark froze then. "Daddy?" he whispered.

A smile crept onto his lips. He slowly got up and left the room and went to the nursery to get the little baby boy.

As he was about to open the door to the nursery door a hand slid between him and the door and pressed against his chest, stopping him.

He spun around too fast and everything was a blur. He felt lips touch his and he immediately knew that they weren't Lexie's lips.

He pulled back and looked into the smirking face of Teddy.

"But I thought you were angry with me," he said slowly.

"Lexie told me what really happened. And I'm sorry for not listening to you in the first place. I was stupid and mean."

"Yeah," Mark said, opening the door to the nursery. "You were!"

He slammed the door behind him and the babies began to scream.

"Crap," he whispered. "Sorry little baby… things."

"She's been crying for almost an hour," Meredith murmured as Derek walked up next to her.

She had been watching Izzie sob into Alex's shoulder for a while now and she felt her eyes fill with tears.

"Derek," Meredith whispered. "Look how sad Alex is. Look at his eyes."

"He's sad," Derek murmured. "He's… dark and twisty."

Meredith shook her head and pressed her lips together before taking a huge breath and turning to Derek.

"He's not dark and twisty," Meredith cried. "He's…

She trailed off and Derek pulled her into his arms. "He's what?" Derek whispered into her ear, resting his head against her shoulder.

"He's heartbroken!" And with that Meredith bent over, hugging her stomach and breaking down into a sob.

"Take a breath," Derek whispered. "You need to breathe. I have to tell you something."

Meredith slowly took a deep breath and began to calm down.

"I have the results from Izzie's tests. I have a picture of her brain. I know what went wrong."

"You do?" Alex asked as Derek entered the room. "You have the results?"

Izzie was still slowly catching her breath. She looked up to Derek with eyes that were nearly pleading.

"We discovered that her brain was bleeding on the temporal lobe. That's what cause the memory issues. But if we don't get her to surgery immediately-

Before he could finish his sentence Izzie's eyes rolled back into her head and she fell down onto the bed shaking with a seizure.

"That could happen," Derek finished the sentence hurriedly.

He then stepped forwards and held her still as she rode out the seizure and they loaded her onto a stretcher and rolled her to an OR.

"Izzie," Alex whispered.

Meredith hugged Alex, expecting him to pull away immediately.

But he didn't move.

He didn't cry.

He just sat there.

"Alex," Meredith whispered. Her eyes burned with fresh tears. "Alex… are you… alright? Alex…" Meredith broke off unable to finish.

Her throat was chocking her, feeling swollen from wanting to cry.

And then it must have hit Alex. Suddenly he jolted upwards and his shoulders slumped and shook and he began to sob.

Meredith hugged him and cried along with him.

And they just cried.

"Cristina," Owen murmured, walking into the room where she was checking a sleeping patient who had just come out of surgery.

"How's her memory?" Cristina asked.

"Her brain was bleeding on the temporal lobe and she had a seizure. They got her into surgery immediately but they don't know anything yet."

Cristina punched the wall next to her and threw her chart into one of the chairs.

"W-what? Where am I?" the patient slurred, slowly opening his eyes and turning his head strangely from the medicine.

"You have woken up from surgery," Cristina chocked out from the medicine. "It was successful."

"That's good," the man's eyes rolled to look at Owen. "Hi," he said, chuckling and then falling back onto the bed and falling asleep.

"It's the medicine," Owen said. "He has no idea what's going on," he chuckled.

"Yeah, and neither does Izzie!" Cristina snapped.

She stomped out into the hallway. "Cristina!" Owen called after her. "Cristina stop it!" Cristina turned slowly but kept her face towards her feet. "Look at me," Owen murmured. "Cristina look at me!"

Cristina looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "What do you want?" she snapped. "What?"

"I get that you are upset. I get that you are angry. But you cannot keep treating me like this! Stop taking it out on me!"

Cristina looked up at him. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "It's just that everything keep falling apart! I'm just sorry! Okay?"

Owen leaned in and kissed Cristina's lips lightly. "I forgive you," he murmured. "It's okay. I love you."

"You too," Cristina sighed.

Suddenly Owen's pager went off. He looked down at it. "It's Izzie," he said.

"Well don't just stand here! Go fix her… I mean please fix her!" Cristina yelled, nervously.

Owen smiled slightly and then took off in Izzie's direction.

Izzie woke up in a hospital bed wondering what happened. But as she slowly tried to sit up she found that somehow she was able to climb away from her body. She slowly stood up and turned to stare at her body.

Alex was sitting next to her bed.

"Alex," she said. He didn't hear her. She reached forwards but her hand went right through him. She jumped back and gasped. "Alex?" she whimpered.

And then she watched as her body that was in the bed slowly awoke. And then she realized something. She remembered this. She was re-watching everything that had happened that she forgot.

She remembered everything as it happened.

It was coming back to her.

A/N: Okay, so I have posted a new story called Obsessed Gone Crazy. Here is the link to it: .net/s/5912099/1/

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