Mistari 200 ya kwanza.
Meredith: Backaches, jaw pain, nausea.
Hey. Did you eat?
Amelia got dinner.
It's nothing special.
Just a little pasta from our regular place.
Sit down. I'll grab you a plate.
I got it.
In men, these things
are probably exactly what they seem like.
Amelia's back.
What's that supposed to mean?
You leave all the doors open...
Everywhere, all the time.
What? Hey, uh, try the artichoke.
Bathroom doors, cabinets, everything...
Open, all the time.
But in women, they're all symptoms of a heart attack.
Hey, Mer, do you want some wine?
Unless that's not... Is that...
It's fine. Okay.
You invited me back. It's fine.
Just close a thing once in a while.
Mer, if you've changed your mind, say the word.
I can go. No! It's fine.
Sometimes the symptom
is actually hiding what's going on underneath.
So, which resident are you guys nominating
for the Preminger Research Grant?
I'm gonna go to bed. Me too.
We were just sitting down together.
Tired. Early morning.
It's all in the way it presents itself.
"The winner of the grant is awarded one full research year
in residence at the Preminger Research Center.
Each attending will nominate one candidate
and submit them to the Chief of Surgery,
who will then review and make a decision based on..."
Oh.
I didn't know I was eligible to apply.
Yeah. It's open to any resident, any year.
You gonna apply? No.
I just got to Grey-Sloan.
I can barely find the bathrooms.
"Is resourceful." Okay.
Do you think that I should write
that I'm "resourceful" or "inventive"?
Mm, put that you're both.
Put that you're annoying when you think out loud.
Why are these spaces so small?
These spaces cannot contain how awesome I am.
Okay.
Yes, this is gold.
See? I just won this thing.
You don't even need an awesome application.
You have Shepherd in your corner.
Oh, I did, until you took over her service.
I didn't do it! Sure.
Webber's scramble did it.
Well, when you apply next year, Shepherd will have your back.
And Grey. And Torres.
You'll be set. Hmm.
Remember when they all hated you?
Vividly.
Okay, I'm done. Me too.
Press "submit" on three?
1...2... 3.
I did not meddle!
You meddled. You are a meddler!
He is the father of that baby!
Suing his ex-wife for fraud is no way to be a father.
That hussy wouldn't be an ex-wife
if she hadn't signed those divorce papers
without disclosing her pregnancy.
"Hussy"?!
This is April Kepner we're talking about!
And this is my grandchild that we're talking about
that I won't get to see
unless Jackson overturns that divorce
and gets his parental rights back!
Meddler.
You better stop saying that!
Hey, I'll say what I want!
I am trying to help my son.
And you are a meddler, a busybody,
a helicopter mama, a nosy Nellie, a buttinsky!
That is trash talk! All up in the bug juice.
You don't know the flavor, woman.
We said no trash talk in the bedroom.
We said no work talk in the bedroom.
Just for the record, I am right.
You are wrong.
Meddler.
I still think I should wait until next year
to apply for the grant.
Why? You're eligible now.
Technically, but they always give the grant
to a senior resident anyway.
Except for when they don't.
So you think I should try?
Look, if this is what you want, then sure... apply.
It's just...
I'm finally getting settled in here.
I have friends.
I just...
met Sofia.
I don't want to run across the country for a year.
I can wait.
I want to be here.
Well, I can accept that.
So, you are 14.
Um...
Are your parents here? Who brought you?
I took the bus.
Is this gonna take long?
I have to get back for my history test.
Um, well, I mean, it just kind of sounds like a cold.
I-I know, but it's just
M-My stomach just hurts when I cough...
or sneeze...
or move sometimes.
Okay.
Let's take a look.
Can you lean back?
Can you lift up your shirt for me?
Also...
I-I'm pregnant.
Okay, you buried the lead there.
Um, page O.B. Okay.
I don't understand. You haven't called back any
of the family law attorneys I recommended.
Ma, I really got to prep this nasal reconstruction.
Oh, well. We have choices.
Money is no object.
My baby needs a lawyer, and I'm gonna get you the best.
Oh, I'm done having this conversation.
Reynolds is hard to get a sit-down with,
but you're an Avery, and that ought to get us a phone call.
I'm not sure I want to Avery this yet.
Oh, yes, you do you want to Avery this. Mother!
April has the power... All the power.
You better get some power.
So, there's an organ procurement at Overbrook?
Yes, heart and liver. Patient is getting critical.
I am so glad... not about the patient, about the procurement.
It is the perfect excuse to ditch Bailey's budget meeting.
I want to ditch Bailey's budget meeting.
I think we got it covered.
Oh, come on, Owen. It's a budget meeting.
Okay, fine. I'll meet you in the ambulance bay in 10.
DeLuca's getting the coolers.
We're... W-What are you doing?
DeLuca's coming?
Sorry.
Finish up a consult.
What are you doing here?
Pierce asked me to cover a heart recovery with Grey.
It's my heart recovery, and you're making us late.
Well, I got here as soon as I could.
What happened to Pierce? Said she had a budget meeting.
She didn't want to ride with DeLuca.
Then why isn't DeLuca here?
Why am I here? All right.
We're good. Let's move.
How long have you been feeling pain? Since, like, 6:00 a.m.
Who's your doctor?
You?
Have you been getting any prenatal care at all?
Oh, my God!
That's my mom!
What is she doing here? You called her?!
No. No, I didn't, but... She can't know.
What? She doesn't know I'm pregnant.
You can't tell her. Please! I won't.
Promise. Yes, I-I-I promise.
Jenny, um, I can help you talk to your mom.
No, y-you can't. She'll freak.
You're pregnant. She's gonna find out soon.
Why not tell her so that she can help you?
Because this is not what we do.
That's what she says any time I forget to do the dishes
or get a "B."
"This is not what we do, Jenny."
I'm not supposed to even have a boyfriend,
so this would
Ow.
Dr. Kepner, this is...
Jennifer?
What are you doing here?
Did you track my phone again?
Yes, I tracked your phone again.
Mom, that is so invasive.
I pay for the phone. I get to know where it is.
Same goes for you.
It's the middle of the school day!
Why are you even tracking me right now?
Well, you're not in school, are you?
This is not what we do, Jenny.
Hi. Jenny? I'm Dr. Robbins.
Um, I hear that you're having a little...
A little abdominal pain.
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