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"I'm here," she whispered. "I'm not going anywhere."

Izzie didn't answer. She just held her hand.

"Leo. I was… I was going to see her."

And sometimes, in a place like Seattle Grace, listening was the most radical surgery of all. Grey--39-s Anatomy- 3-7 3-- Temporada Episodio 7 A...

"Am I paralyzed?" he gasped.

Meanwhile, in the surgical waiting area, Elena sat with her hands clasped so tightly her knuckles were white. She hadn't stopped crying, but the tears were quiet now—the kind that come after the storm. Izzie Stevens brought her tea that went cold.

She typed back: "I'll bring coffee. Two sugars. And I'm sorry too." "I'm here," she whispered

The rain over Seattle hadn't stopped for three days. Inside Seattle Grace Hospital, the leaks were as predictable as the trauma calls. Dr. Meredith Grey stood in the attendings' lounge, staring at her reflection in the dark screen of a deactivated monitor. Derek had left another voicemail. She hadn't listened to it.

She looked at Leo—alive, loved, flawed, forgiven. Then she looked at her phone.

"Her who?"

Izzie sat beside her. "You want to know a secret? Everyone's scared. Even the surgeons. Especially the surgeons. But love isn't about not being scared. It's about showing up anyway."

"Not stupid," Meredith said softly. "Romantic. Painfully romantic."

Alex Karev appeared beside her, gloved hands ready. "Grey, his pelvis is unstable. We need Ortho, now." Meanwhile, in the surgical waiting area, Elena sat

For the first time in weeks, she smiled—a real one, not the surgical kind.