After spending one day at home Phoebe had convinced her parents to allow her to return to volunteering. They were hesitant, but they knew that Grace would be on duty during the day and they took comfort knowing that she would check in on her granddaughter.

Phoebe finishes her assignments for the morning and prepares to take her lunch break. She is at the nurse's station signing out when she is tapped on the shoulder. She turns around and is happy to see a friendly face smiling back at her.

"Teddy, what are you doing here?" she asks as she gives him a hug.

"I was in the area and thought I'd join my sister for lunch."

Phoebe pulls away and looks at him suspiciously. "You mean you came so that you could watch me eat my lunch."

"Well, can you blame me for being worried?"

Phoebe crosses her arms and frowns. "I guess not." She sees Rebecca wheel herself over to them. "Hey Rebecca"

"Hi Phoebe. Glad to see that you are feeling better."

Phoebe can't help but grin. Rebecca has always been kind to her. "Thanks. Will you be joining us too?"

"Yeah if that's okay" Teddy cuts in.

"Of course it is" she says and gives him a friendly slap on his chest.

During lunch Teddy and Rebecca discuss their plans for the fall semester and her hopes that she can have her surgery. They will find out this afternoon if she is ready to have her surgery before going back to school.

"Are you nervous?" Phoebe asks her.

"Yeah, a little. But I'm also anxious. I want out of this chair."

"But, you need to do what the doctor says and wait until your body is ready for that" Teddy says. Phoebe is shocked at how reprimanding he sounds. Very much like their father. She's never heard him use that tone before. She looks at Rebecca for a reaction but doesn't see one. Maybe Teddy is like that with her all the time. Very protective and in control like their father.

Phoebe takes a sip of her water and clears her throat. "Well, I hope it is good news."

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After lunch Phoebe resumes her duties as a volunteer. She is told to go to the ninth floor and find Dr Sullivan. She finds her in one of the empty rooms.

Dr Sullivan is tall, thin and has long dark brown hair. Phoebe notices right away that she looks familiar. "Dr Sullivan? Hi I'm Phoebe Grey."

The doctor looks up from the chart in her hand and smiles warmly at her. "Hi Phoebe, nice to see you. You are right on time."

Phoebe suddenly realizes where she knows her from. "You're Sawyer's girlfriend."

"That I am" she says and smiles even bigger. "You can call me Brooke."

Phoebe smiles and then starts to feel uncomfortable. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, how is he?"

Brooke looks over at her again and offers another smile. "Luke? He's doing just fine. Why?"

Phoebe feels even more uncomfortable now that she has to explain herself. "Well, you know, my Dad fired him."

Brooke gives her a confused look. They are interrupted by an unexpected visitor. "Am I interrupting?" he asks.

Phoebe turns around and is ecstatic to see him. She rushes over and gives him a hug. "Sawyer!" He hugs her back tightly as both adults smile warmly at each other. Phoebe pulls away and notices that he is wearing black jeans and a black collared shirt. "What are you doing here? And why are you dressed like that?"

"I am on duty. Your father gave me my job back."

Phoebe is speechless. She had no idea that he was rehired. "Wh…. Really? When?"

"Last night. We had a very good meeting, and I am back on a part time basis" he explains.

Phoebe raises an eyebrow. "Part time?"

"That was my decision. Working part time for your family will allow me to spend much needed time with Brooke and Lucas."

Phoebe looks back at Brooke for her reaction, and she can see that she is happy with this arrangement. "I'm really glad you're back" she says before giving him another hug.

Sawyer releases her to give her instructions. "So I'll be here with you in the afternoons, and Dovis told me that you leave here at four thirty."

Phoebe nods and watches him walk over and kiss his girl. "I'll see you later" he says to her softly. Phoebe blushes for having to witness such a sweet moment between ta guard she's known her whole life and his girl. It's a wonder why they haven't married yet.

After he leaves the room Brooke explains her assignment to her. "I have a special project for you, but if it becomes too much I need you to be honest with me and let me know." Phoebe starts to feel nervous about what this assignment could be, but she listens as Brooke continues. "I have a patient, he's eight years old, and he was admitted to the hospital about a week ago."

"What's wrong with him?" she asks sheepishly.

"He has leukemia. Do you understand what that is?"

Phoebe gulps and starts to feel incredibly sad. "It's cancer."

"That's right" Brooke says. "He's very sick, and he's here for treatment. His parents have been here too and have been very supportive. But they can't be here every minute of every day. So every afternoon after your lunch I would like to have you spend time with him."

Phoebe nods slowly and looks off to the side. "What can I do with him?"

"You can read to him. You can just sit and talk with him. Sometimes he sleeps in the afternoon, so you can just sit and read and keep him company. Do you think you can do that?" Phoebe thinks about it for a moment. Can she do this? This is a child. It is so heartbreaking. She struggles with the idea until the doctor interrupts her thoughts. "I know it's scary to think about cancer, and to be around someone that has it, especially if you've never been around someone with cancer. But you can do a lot just by spending time with him. Have normal conversations with him."

Phoebe nods. "I want to do this."

Brooke smiles at her. "Good. I'll introduce you."

Brooke walks with Phoebe past a couple of rooms until they reach her patient's room. He is sitting up in bed and looking at a sticker book with another nurse. Brooke and Phoebe walk into the room and observe him for a few seconds before he looks up at them. "Hi Dr Brooke" he says happily.

Phoebe smiles shyly at the boy. He is pale and thin and bald, but you would never know he is sick just from hearing his voice. He has a smile on his face as Dr Brooke approaches him and sits on his bed. She allows the nurse to leave.

"Danny, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Phoebe."

"Hi" he says to her. He sees that she is wearing scrubs like a nurse would wear. "Are you a nurse?"

"No, I'm not" Phoebe says gently. "I'm a high school student. I'm volunteering at the hospital for the summer."

"Phoebe will be spending time with you until your parents return. Will that be okay?" Dr Brooke asks him.

He shrugs his shoulders. "Sure"

Dr Brooke gives him a brief exam and them leaves the two to get to know each other. Phoebe sits in the chair next to the bed, but he taps his hand in front of him, indicating that he wants her to sit on the bed. She sits on the bed and he shows her the sticker book that he's been working on. Phoebe looks at the book with him, which includes stickers of many characters such as Ninja Turtles, SpongeBob and Spiderman.

After bonding over his sticker book Phoebe starts to feel at ease with him. She is able to forget the fact that this kid is fighting such a terrifying disease. After adding more stickers to one of the pages he starts to get tired. He tells Phoebe that he'd like to take a nap. She helps him get comfortable and before she knows it he is out. She sits in the chair and watches him sleep for a few minutes. A few tears escape her eyes at the sight of this beautiful child. She catches herself and quickly wipes her tears away. She had just met this kid, but he has already made an impact on her.

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Christian and Ana are sitting together in the main room with the television on. It is rare for them to find time to just sit together after dinner and relax. They are talking quietly, and are interrupted when Natalie walks over to them.

"Here's your coffee Daddy" she says as she hands him a plastic blue cup and saucer.

Christian leans up and smiles down at her. "Thank you Sweet Pea." He pretends to drink the coffee and fake coughs. "How much sugar did you put in this?"

"A lot" she giggles.

"A lot?" he teases back. He grabs her and starts to tickle her. Ana watches and laughs at them. After he stops tickling her he puts her in his lap. She lays her head against his chest and he cuddles her. "It's getting late, I should get her ready for bed" he says to Ana. "Give Mommy a kiss goodnight."

Natalie is passed over to Ana and she gives her a hug and kiss. "Goodnight Mommy"

"Goodnight Sweetheart" she says back. She watches with a smile on her face as her husband carries their daughter out of the room. Once they are out of sight she looks down at her pregnancy bump and gently rubs her hand over it. Now that things are starting to calm down she can allow herself to feel excited about another baby coming into their lives.

Shortly after they leave, Phoebe arrives home and sits next to her mother. She is still dressed in her dance clothes, which include pink tights, light blue leg warmers and a sweater over her light blue leotard dress. Her hair is neatly tied back into a bun.

"How was your day?" her mother asks her.

Phoebe shrugs her shoulders. "It was okay. Some of the girls were making fun of me for passing out."

"I'm sorry Baby. I'm sure that will pass once they have something else to talk about."

They sit and flip through channels to find something to watch. Phoebe stops at a rerun of Law and Order SVU which had just started a few minutes ago. "Is Teddy home?" Phoebe asks randomly.

"No, he had dinner with Rebecca and her father. He should be home soon."

They continue to watch the show and are joined by Christian. Before he is able to sit down Phoebe stands and hugs him without warning. She takes him by surprise, but eventually he returns the hug. "What was that for?" he asks when they pull apart.

Phoebe grins and shrugs her shoulders. She still feels slightly awkward around her father. "For giving Sawyer his job back."

Phoebe sits on the couch again next to her mother. Christian sits on the separate love seat.

"Mrs Taylor made Pasta Bolognese for dinner. She packed some away for you to take for lunch tomorrow" he explains to Phoebe. He knows that is one of Phoebe's favorites, and it is another ploy to get her to eat her lunch since he won't be there to ensure it. Today he felt at ease since he knew Teddy would be there with her. Phoebe simply smiles and watches the show with her parents in silence. When the commercial comes on she looks up at her father.

"Did you tell Teddy to have lunch with me?"

Christian looks at Ana. She raises an eyebrow at him, indicating that he shouldn't try to lie about this. "Teddy mentioned he was at the hospital today. I simply suggested it and he thought it was a great idea to have lunch with you."

Phoebe kind of knew this already, but she can't blame him for being worried. She did wind up in the hospital after all. "I promise I'll eat. I don't want to pass out again. And I don't want to make you worry."

Christian sighs. "We're always going to worry about you Phoebe. But it helps to hear you say you'll eat."

Teddy walks in and immediately has his family's attention. He looks tired. Each of them asks how the appointment went with Rebecca's doctor. He sits down on the coffee table in front of them, and they mistake his fatigue for bad news. They sit back and frown, waiting for him to speak. He rubs his forehead roughly and then looks up at them.

"It went well. It's good news actually. She can have the surgery."

The family is excited for him, but confused about his tone in delivering the news. "That's good, right?" Phoebe asks.

"Yeah Phoebe it's good. We were just so anxious and so nervous about this. We weren't expecting to get the go ahead." Teddy leans back and sighs. "Yes this is definitely good news."

Ana leans forward and puts her hand on his knee. "That's great Teddy. We're very happy for you and Rebecca."

"When's the surgery?" Christian asks.

"They have it scheduled for next week." Teddy rubs his eyes again out of tiredness.

"Why don't you turn in Honey? You look exhausted." Teddy looks over at his mother and smiles at her. She will never stop being a Mom to him no matter how old he gets.

"Sounds like a good idea. Good night."

After he leaves Phoebe takes the remote and rewinds the DVR so that they can watch the scenes of the show that they missed while talking to Teddy. After watching a few scenes she looks between her parents and realizes that they probably would like some time alone, and she is preventing it. She feigns being tired and says good night.

After she leaves Christian takes her spot on the couch and wraps his arm around his wife. She rests her head on his chest and wraps her arm around him. "I think we should turn in too Mr Grey" she says seductively.

Christian smiles and uses the remote to power down their entertainment system. "What's on the menu tonight Mrs Grey?"

Ana doesn't take too long to answer him, but she lets out a moan before she puts in her order. "How about some Strawberries and Cool Whip?"

"Hmmm, one of my favorites. Strawberries, and Cool Whip, and Ana."

He sends his wife off to their room while he gathers their late night snack. When he joins his wife he sees that she has changed into one of his favorite night gowns. He stands in the doorway and takes a moment to enjoy the view. He uses his foot to close the door and effortless locks it with his elbow. He dumps the edible items onto the bed and immediately takes her into a kiss. Their arms wrap around each other and they immediately give into each other. Christian lifts her and lays her down on the bed. He takes a moment to look down at her and then immediately lowers himself onto her, kissing her face, her neck and her chest. Before she knows it he is inside of her, first gliding gently in and out of her. She only has to beg him once to go faster, as he immediately complies with her wishes. She meets him thrust for thrust until they both come together. As they catch their breaths they both laugh about needing each other so much that they just bypassed the dessert.