Grey's Anatomy

In the early days of medicine,

when most diseases were untreatable,

what patients wanted to know was how long they had left.

Are you offended that I'm working on our wedding day?

No. I'd be jealous if Levi wasn't coming to marry us.

That sounds weird.

"Officiate the wedding."

We're gonna hang here and get ready.

I can't believe how many of our friends and family

are showing up on four days' notice.

Your family. I don't have any family.

And your mom hates me.

Doesn't matter. It's not for her.

We're getting married.

We're getting married. Mmm!

We're getting married!

Okay. Bye, guys. I will see you at our wedding.

- Bye, Daddy. - Bye, Daddy!

Wait. You think your mom hates me?

People believed the best doctors weren't the ones

who could help you buy more time,

but the ones who made the most accurate prognosis.

I'm happy for Wilson and Lincoln,

but people need more notice.

They think we have closets full of formal wear?

W-We work in pajamas.

Hey. Oh.

Oh. Looks like the vacation's over.

Do they look to be in good spirits?

They seem...tan.

Altman's wearing her ring, so...

Look. This is none of our business.

Look. She has my career in her hands. I need to know if --

-Hey. Welcome back. -Hey!

How was the trip?

-Ohh. -Oh, Hawaii was beautiful.

Yeah, but it's good to be home.

Now that we have more tricks up our sleeves,

we're less interested in calculating the odds

and more concerned with beating them.

Whoever has been raiding the snacks

in the senior residents' lounge,

you are interns for three more days.

Hands off. Stay out.

They have caramel rice cakes.

Uh, Griffith, you and Adams are on neuro.

Millin, you're with Webber.

Again? Are you sure that doesn't say cardio?

Kwan with Ndugu.

Have fun reducing scrotal hernias.

Did you go home at all last night?

No. I stayed in case Dylan needed anything.

How is she? The same.

I brought my dress for the wedding, but if you --

Let's see how the day goes.

Just because we don't spend as much time

predicting the end doesn't mean it's not coming.

Hey. thanks for holding down the fort.

Everything go okay?

Uh, yeah. Pretty uneventful.

Except, uh, Nora Young is back. Her graft's infected.

Oh. Did you put her on Vanc and Zosyn?

Yes, and I'm waiting on her blood cultures

and repeat CT from this morning,

but it's only gotten worse.

Page me when you get the results,

and we'll put our heads together. Alright. You got it.

Hey, uh, are you sure you shouldn't let Ndugu handle this?

I don't love the fact that you slept with her,

but after the last two weeks,

the therapy, the talking, the...sex...

as far as I'm concerned, she's just another patient.

Okay.

Okay, Dylan, we're about to scan your brain,

just like yesterday and the day before, alright?

Can she have the headphones again?

Yeah. You want some music?

Uh, blink once for yes and twice for no.

Okay. Music.

Are you scared, bunny?

Hey. Do you want to do our dance?

Okay.

Alright, we're about to start the scan,

so I'll come get you when it's all over.

Okay. I'll be right outside.

Alright. Get ready to scan.

Do you think she'll ever recover?

No idea.

All I know is that four days ago

I operated on a brave and happy Expedition Scout,

and now she is terrified and can only communicate

by blinking her eyes.

You don't wish locked-in syndrome on your worst enemy.

Uh, 11, 12...

Aah!

Your Uncle Levi is here!

I'm so happy to see you --

Maureen!

Hi! Uh, Link's not here.

I am not here for my son. Oh.

This wedding was pulled together so quickly,

I figured that there was no way

you could possibly have time to prepare.

No one did.

So I thought, how can I help?

I am here to do your makeup.

Ohh! That's -- I -- That -- You really don't have to.

We didn't get to pick a dress or a cake or flowers.

But I put myself through college

working makeup counters.

And this... we can do.

Yay...

Hi! Grammy's here!

Deb. I'm Dr. Webber. This is Dr. Millin.

Hi. Um, are you her --

I'm just Steve.

It's our first date.

We were having coffee, and I started having

sharp pain in my arm.

Y-Your arm? I-I thought it was...

My mom died of a heart attack.

Oh. I'm sorry. Thanks.

It was four years ago. Very sudden.

Well, it's good you came in.

Yeah. We're general surgeons.

Triage must have gotten their wires crossed.

Are you having any chest pain?

I can page cardio.

I left my phone in the waiting area.

Would you mind? Yeah. Of course.

I-I'll be right back.

My arm is fine. I have diarrhea.

An insane amount of diarrhea and cramping.

I threw up twice during our date.

Steve can never know.

How long has this been going on? Five days.

I've been on antibiotics for a UTI, so I thought it was that,

but now it's way worse.

Millin, next steps?

Uh, labs. Stool cultures.

And, uh, if you would r-raise your arm...for me.

I, uh -- I didn't see your phone.

Huh. Weird.

Um, well, while she waits for cardio,

let's take an X-ray -- of the arm.

Mm-hmm.

Excuse me.

They're taking good care of me.

Oh, Mom, I have to go. I love you. Bye.

Was wondering how long you could avoid seeing me.

No, no. I wasn't -- Teddy and I, we --

I'm kidding.

They told me you were on vacation.

Sorry I haven't reached out more.

Oh, and it's fine. We had a lovely night,

and you were a perfect gentleman when it had to end.

Does Teddy know?

Yeah. She knows.

She's -- She's okay with it.

Was that your mom? Where is she these days?

Arizona. She's a nervous wreck.

But I keep telling her that the doctors,

they're gonna figure it out.

They always do.

Listen, I know you have to be brave for your mom,

but you don't have to act brave for me.

You can be scared.

No, I can't.

The second I let myself be scared, then it's over.

And it can't be over.

I have to be here for my kids.

Help me to stay strong.

Promise me.

I promise.

-How's it looking? -Not good.

Nora's blood cultures are growing fungus.

And the follow-up CT is showing a new aortoenteric fistula.

We have to remove the source of infection.

The graft has to come out. She's too unstable.

Once we remove the graft,

the fistula could cause a massive hemorrhage.

What about an extra-anatomical bypass?

Like an ax-fem?

We can't put in another graft. She's septic.

But if we divert the blood flow from her aorta,

she might be able to recover enough

that we could remove the infected graft.

A-And if she doesn't?

Then we have the hard conversation.

I know my opinion matters the least,

but we owe it to Nora to try.

If we fight, she'll fight.

We have no other choice.

This is it.

Okay. I'm in. Let's fight.

What happened to your face?

Link's mom's doing my makeup!

Does she hate you?

Ohh! Ann Richards got a bath!

Who?