Izzie wrapped her arms around her body and cried. She was so scared, terrified, she didn't know what was wrong with her. She was in labour, she was sure of that but it didn't feel right, the pain didn't seem to give, it just got worse, continued to grip her body. She tried to move a little, to sit up, crawl even, she couldn't stay where she was, but it was too much, it hurt too much.

"Alex!" She cried out. "Where are you? Why aren't you here?" She began to sob and her body violently shook. She didn't understand what was happening, why he wasn't there, why it hurt so much. "Alex," She closed her eyes and began praying. She needed someone to save her, she couldn't do this on her own but no one knew she was there.

"Iz, Izzie," Alex's voice, she heard his voice loud and clear in her ear. "Look at me. It's going to be okay."

She felt his hand brush against her face, a tingle sensation run through her body. "Alex," Her eyes flew open but he wasn't there, she was still alone in the cemetery. "Alex," She cried out for him again, and the pain intensified.

"Iz, I need you to open your eyes, I need you to look at me."

She could hear him, he was there, he was there somewhere. "Alex," Her voice shook as she said his name. She looked around and she forced herself upright. The pain was intense, she screamed as she moved but she did it, she got to her feet and she began walking. "Alex," She called stumbling through the cemetery, he was there, she could smell him, she could feel him, she just had to find him. "Alex," Every step was hard, she had to use the stones for balance, to keep herself upright. She staggered forward, walking deeper into the cemetery, there were five rows left, he had to be in one of them. "Alex where are you?" Her voice shook, he had to be there.

"Izzie."

His voice, she heard it again, in her ear, closer, louder, clearer, than before. "Alex," She spun around. He wasn't there, and then she was falling, she hit the grown hard and the pain surged through her body.

"Izzie,"

She could still hear him, he was there but she couldn't move, a paralyzing force held her still. She felt her heart begin to race in her chest, and she began to struggle to breath. "Alex," She tried to call out to him, but she couldn't make a sound. And then she felt it, his hand against her face, he was there, just out of her reach.

"Iz, you need to fight this. Your little girl, she needs her mother."

She could hear him talking to her.

"Iz, please just open your eyes, let me know you can hear me, that you're going to fight."

"Alex," A new voice entered her head, "The baby is in distress. We need to get her to an OR now or you're going to lose them both."

"I know, just give us a moment. Izzie," Alex's voice was clearer than anything she'd ever heard. "Please just let me know you're going to fight this." She could hear the desperation in his voice, he was as scared and she was, he wanted her and she wanted him but dam it she couldn't reach him.

"Alex," She tried to call out to him but she had no voice, no strength , no power, she closed her eyes and tried to reach him.

"Alex we need to go."

"I know, Iz come on."

Slowly she forced her eyes open, scared of what she would see, what she wouldn't see. She needed Alex but he wasn't supposed to be there, she wasn't supposed to be able to see him. She opened her eyes and blinked. The first thing she saw was the bright light, it was blinding and made her head scream in pain, but she kept her eyes open, waiting for the brightness to clear.

"That's it Iz, that's it."

She felt his thumb rub against the side of her face, and then she saw him. He was leaning over her and there was a fear in his eyes, he looked as scared as she felt.

"Don't stop, your daughter needs her mother."

She felt him grip her hand and squeeze, she tried to squeeze back, and then a high pitched wailing filled her head.

"Don't stop."

It was the last thing she heard before he was gone, before she was laying on her back in the cemetery again. "Alex?" She looked around hoping to hear him but he was gone, and so was the pain, it wasn't gripping her body anymore. She rolled onto her side and then slowly climbed to her feet. She looked around the cemetery, at all the grave stones she had past and she realized why she couldn't find him, she was at the wrong cemetery, she was at the wrong place.

"I'm not supposed to be here, I'm not supposed to be here." She started saying to herself over and over as she began walking back to the car. "I'm not supposed to be here."

She climbed into the car and started driving, "I'm not supposed to be here." She didn't know where she was meant to be but it wasn't there, she was in the wrong place. She drove down the tiny road and back towards the highway. She didn't know where she was going; she just had to get some where, some where other than where she was. She wasn't supposed to be there, she knew that now, she wasn't supposed to be there.