"I'm not supposed to be here." Izzie kept whispering the words over and over in her head. She couldn't get her head around it but everything felt wrong. Her whole world felt like it wasn't right and she didn't know how to make it better.

She reached down and rubbed her hand over her belly, it didn't hurt anymore and she didn't know why, not a single piece of medical knowledge she knew could explain it. Somewhere in the back of her mind she thought she should go to a hospital, that she needed to be looked at but she didn't have the faintest idea where a hospital was, and then another piece of her kept telling her she was okay, that everything would be okay.

She hadn't felt her baby move though, not since leaving the cemetery, not since she started driving. The thought that something was wrong was starting to eat at her but she couldn't shake the feeling that if she just kept driving it would be okay. That if she just kept driving she would get to where she was meant to be, where she was supposed to be.

She turned the CD player on and began listening to music, Alex's music, she knew every song off by heart, she knew every tone his voice would make, every moment where he'd miss a note, not quite make the right sound. She knew exactly what it was supposed to sound like. She let the music run over her, through her, she let herself begin to get lost in it and then it didn't sound right. She began to hear another noise over the top of it, a baby crying, and then…

"Hush little baby don't say a word papa's gonna buy you a mocking bird."

Alex's voice broke into her head.

"And if that mocking bird don't sing, papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring."

She had never heard him sing that song before but there was no doubt in her mind it was him.

"And if that diamond ring don't shine, hush little baby don't you mind."

She hit the breaks on the car and pulled over to the side of the road. She closed her eyes and listened harder.

"And if that diamond ring don't shine, you'll still be the sweetest little baby of mine."

His voice was so soft, beautiful; she listened harder, and breathed out deeply.

"Come on Bella, please stop crying."

"Bella," she whispered the name quietly to herself, that was the name Alex liked, the name he kept telling her about in her dreams.

"Alex I think she's hungry." Another voice entered her head. "Let me take her for a bit, I'll get her a bottle."

"No, I've got her." She could hear a defensive tone to his voice. "It's okay Bella, please stop crying."

"Alex, she's hungry, she's not going to stop crying until you feed her."

"Okay, go get a bottle, I'll feed her."

Izzie closed her eyes harder and she felt tears begin to run down her face. She could still hear the baby crying, her baby she was sure of it, and the sound of feet, Alex's feet, pacing up and down.

"Hush little baby hush little one, papa's going to look after you and mom."

He was trying to stop the baby crying but he couldn't, the baby was hungry, her baby was hungry. She didn't know how she knew it was her baby she just did. It was a feeling, which came over her, just like she knew she was in the wrong place, like she knew she wasn't meant to be where she was. She knew that was where she was meant to be. She was meant to be there. She closed her eyes tighter, began trying to will herself there, she took long deep breaths and concentrated hard, she put all her energy into getting there.

"Hush little baby, hush little one, please Bella stop crying." Alex's voice sounded tired and desperate. "Bella please, stop crying."

She listened once more to Alex's voice and she slowly opened her eyes. She was afraid of what she might see, she didn't want to see the darkness of her car, she wanted to see Alex and this baby who wouldn't stop screaming. The brightness was the first thing she saw, and she smiled, she was in the right place, she blinked a few times and waited for everything to come into focus, for her to work out her surroundings.

She was in a hospital, lying on a bed; that was the first thing she worked out. At the end of the bed was Alex, he was pacing back and forth, rocking a tiny baby in his arms, the baby was screaming. For what seemed like the longest time she just stared at the scene in front of her, it was like her dreams but she wasn't dreaming, she hadn't fallen asleep before she got there, she was just there. She watched Alex pace in a slow rhythmic, almost dance as he tried to calm the child. She watched him and she longed to help. It was her baby and she wanted to stop the crying, she could stop the crying. She just needed him to see her.

"A…" She opened her mouth and tried to speak, her mouth was so dry and her throat so sore, "A…Alex," The word came out her mouth barely louder than a whisper, it was so quiet he didn't hear her, he just kept pacing with the baby. "A…lex." She said his name again, the sound was louder this time, the voice she heard didn't sound like her own, it was deeper, hoarser, and slightly slurred, but he heard her.

He stopped pacing and walked towards her. "Iz did you say something?" He asked.

She smiled and said his name again. "A…lex," That one word was getting easier to say, with every attempt it sounded clear.

"Oh my god, Iz," Alex smiled down at her and he ran one of his hands down the side of her face. "Say that again."

"A…a…Alex." She said the word, his name again and his smile grew, she could see a light coming on behind his eyes, he was happy, or happier than he'd been but the baby was still crying, she needed to stop the baby crying. Concentrating hard she began trying to form another word. "B…b…baby feed." She managed to say and she hoped Alex would see what she already felt, she was lactating.

She wanted to feed her baby and after a moment Alex saw. "Do you want to feed her?" He asked and she nodded. "Okay."

Carefully he untied her gown to expose her breast, he gently placed the baby against her chest and moved her arms so she could hold her. He placed her nipple in the baby's mouth and instantly the crying stopped. A big smile began the spread across her face, she didn't understand it, what was happening, but for the first time in a long time she felt truly happy. Soon the baby fell asleep and stopped sucking. Alex lifted her off her chest and placed her in a crib. Then he came and sat down beside her.

"You did good today Iz," He told her and he gently kissed the side of her face. She smiled back at him and then with all the energy she had left she asked him the one question she needed to know the answer to.

"Is this real?"

"Yes," Alex told her and he kissed her again. She smiled and began trying to form the words to one more question.

"What happened?"