Well, hello, post-Super Bowl episode. The Steelers win, and we open with the fantasy of beer-and-cheese-dip-laden football fans nationwide: three beautiful women getting it on, soaking wet. Mere, Izzie, and Cristina hang out in a steamy shower -- their hair inexplicably dry, and their makeup perfect -- giggling and flirting and sponging each other down hotly. I find it sad and unfortunate that poor little Ellen Pompeo, while still incredibly pretty, is not even in the same universe of hotness as the Misses Heigl and Oh, oh my. Eat a cheeseburger and invest in some moisturizer, Ellen! Anyway, Mere voice-overs, "Okay. Clearly, not my dream," as the shower door slides open and there stands...George. Hee. Cristina turns around and growls sultrily, "George." Izzie purrs that he's the strongest, most masculine man she's ever known. Cristina: "You're smarter than me. And you've got really great hair." Mere: "I'm in love with you, George. I always have been, and I always will be." George steps into the shower, throws his towel off, and...cut to the pathetic thing falling out of his own bed. Aw. MereVO: "See? Told you. Not my dream." George tries really hard to look strong and masculine as he heaves himself up off the floor and Izzie bursts in to remind him to use the plunger on the toilet. "What are you doing on the floor? Get up, something's wrong with Meredith."
Mere is wallowing in her bed of self-pity and telling the gang she's not going to work today. Despite their protests that she has to go to work and do surgery, Mere insists she's staying home, and she doesn't care about work OR surgeries. Cristina magically appears on the other side of her bed. "You have a...feeling?" Mere says yes, she has a feeling like she might die. Cristina tells her to shut up and come on. She sits down on the bed. "This is me being supportive. Go." Mere sits up a fraction of an inch and tells Cristina what we already know: the man she loves has a wife, and he's chosen her over Mere, and now they have her dog. "She's got my McDreamy. And my McDog. She's got my McLife! And what have I got?" She goes on some more about her sad, sad life, then adds, "Plus my conditioner decided to stop working and I think I have brittle bones." Heh. No kidding. Cristina attempts to look concerned as Mere says she just needs a sign that things are gonna change -- a reason to go on. Cristina ponders this for a second, then jumps up and rips the covers away. "Whatever, everybody has problems. Now get your ass out of bed and get to work." She jumps up onto the bed and actually kicks Meredith out of it. Awesome.
At the hospital, Burke and Webber discuss the quiet board they're staring at, and how it's a bad sign. McDreamy walks over and also notes the quiet board. Webber tells them a quiet board means trouble, death, and bad news, and for them to stop looking at him like that. They continue to look at him like that. After Webber stomps off, Burke goes to leave and bids McDreamy a "Dr. Shepherd." McDreamy: "Dr. BURKE." He asks why they can't call each other by their first names, seeing as how they've known each other for a while, and done surgeries together, and have best friend ex/girlfriends. Burke says he doesn't think so. Ha! McDreamy can't believe it, but Burke is serious. He says again, "Dr. Shepherd." McDreamy, defeatedly: "Dr. Burke."
Fool and the Gang are preparing for their day and lamenting the absence of Bailey. They separate, and Mere is standing alone in the pit. A drum beat comes out of nowhere. Dramatic! Pan over to McDreamy, who asks if she's all right. Mere says she has a feeling. McDreamy says he gets those, and if you wait long enough, it passes. Mere: "Promise?" McDreamy does; he promises. He promises hotly, in case you are blind. Mere walks away sadly, and Addison takes her place at the McDreamy Table of Hotness. She's all, "Hey, husband who doesn't really love me. What you doing?" McDreamy: "Waiting for it to pass." Nice.
Mere walks out to the ambulance bay to wait for a patient with the other interns. Izzie is explaining to Alex why they can never be together again, and why her panties are staying on. Cristina wonders which surgeon they're going to have to suck up to today. Out of frame, Bailey answers, "That would be ME." Yay! The Gang turns around to face her. She says she's been gone two weeks, and already they've fucked up so much that nobody wants them. "I'm supposed to be pregnant. I'm supposed to be on bed rest. I'm supposed to be calm. DO I LOOK CALM TO YOU? Did I raise you fools to be pariahs?" In response, George walks over and hugs her. "You're back!" Heeeee. Bailey snaps that she's not back, and orders them to go meet the ambulance pulling up. She tells George to page Addison and get a wheelchair. He asks what to tell Addison when she answers the page. We hear a sploosh, and Bailey says, "Tell her my contractions are ten minutes apart and my water just broke all over your shoes." George looks down, then wrestles Bailey into the wheelchair. She yells at him to get off her. He's just trying to help!
Cut to the ambulance, whose doors have just opened to reveal a hysterically screaming woman with blood all over her clothes. Alex gets her out and she's led away, still screaming. It's the kind of scream that makes you want to jump out of your skin, then kill her. Alex looks back into the ambulance, and -- hey, it's Christina Ricci! She's cute. She's also playing a paramedic who has her hand completely submerged inside the patient's chest. Now there's a sucking chest wound. Credits.
Cristina apprises Burke of the situation. On their way to see the patient, Burke remarks, "You were gone when I woke up." Cristina says she had to do a "thing." Burke wonders why she didn't leave a note. Cristina will reveal nothing except that she had a thing to do; she had to do this thing. Burke: "We go to sleep, I think everything's fine. We wake up, and you're just a little bit crazy." Cristina says she's not crazy. "I had a thing!" Okay, then.
Mere reports on sucking chest wound man when Cristina and Burke walk into the room. Christina Ricci is still there with her hand inside his chest, looking small and terrified. The guy's wife is still screaming bloody murder over in the room. Burke assesses his patient, and asks Christina Ricci, who introduces herself as Hannah, why she has her hand inside his patient. Hannah says it's the only thing that would stop the bleeding, and every time she tries to move it, he starts bleeding out. Hannah's fellow paramedic bitches at her for sticking her hand inside the patient in the first place, but Burke tells him to get out. He tells Hannah that she's going to make the trip to the OR with him, and tells Mere to prep him to go. Cristina asks him what she should do. Burke: "I want you to make that woman stop screaming." Cristina: "I can't go to the OR?" Burke: "No. I have a thing to do." Aw, snap!
Cristina goes over to see the screamer. Alex and Izzie are already there, helplessly staring at her. SHE WON'T STOP SCREAMING. Please, someone, make the lady stop screaming. Before they can do anything, Nurse Olivia walks by to tell them of a new patient coming in -- a car accident victim with definite head injuries. Cristina takes off with Izzie, leaving Alex to deal with the hysterical woman and OH MY GOD THE SCREAMING. Alex's attempts to talk to her normally are in vain, so he finally grabs her, gets in her face, and screams just as loudly as she is. Oh thank the Lord, she's stopped. Alex is all, "Good. Okay, can you tell me exactly what happened to your husband?" Screamer bursts into tears and falls over into Alex. Hate.
George is peering into a room through the tiny window in the door when Webber busts him. George announces that Bailey's back. Webber gets all excited. "Bailey's back?!" He peeks through the window and gets a look at Addison examining Bailey's cervix. He jumps back, and gross George looks through the window again. Webber
yells at him to stop looking. George says it's pretty amazing, Bailey having a baby. Webber says it feels good having Bailey back at the hospital, like balance is being restored. George sighs, "That's what I'm saying, sir." Aw. McDreamy walks over and asks what's going on. George says Bailey's in that there room. McDreamy: "Oh, Bailey's back!" He looks in the window, too, and Webber and George just let him go on and do it. "And her cervix is being examined by my wife, which is a vision I'll never get out of my head." Hee. McDreamy's pager goes off just as Addison exits the room with Bailey's chart. She's six centimeters dilated and 50% effaced, and also refusing all pain meds. "Which I think is stupid, but I'm not in labor." Yes, but if you were, you would not only still think it was stupid, you would think it was the stupidest thing any human had ever done. Ow. Bailey jerks her door open and demands to know what Webber and George are doing out there. She's wearing a gown, robe, and tiny slippers, and it is ADORABLE. Webber asks if they can get her anything. "A boy the size of a ten-pound bowling ball is working his way out of my body. Can you get me something for that? Can you get me a new vagina?" Oh, man. Webber starts to stutter, and Bailey tells them she appreciates the concern, but she's fine -- all she needs is her husband, who should have been here by now. George gets his number, and says he'll track him down. Bailey: "Fine. Go away. I don't want to see any of you until after the baby is born, which, if he stays on schedule and does like I told him to, should be in about four and a half hours." Hee. Don't you wish Bailey was your mama? Bailey slams the door to her room. Webber and George exchange an excited look. "Bailey's back!" Indeed she is.Cristina and Izzie are with the car-wreck head-trauma patient. He groggily asks where his wife is. Izzie asks if she was in the accident with him. All he can say is that she was supposed to be there. Izzie says they'll find her, and McDreamy rushes in asking what they've got. Izzie reports that the patient is Tucker Jones, age 35, who lost control of his car and hit a guard rail. Cristina interrupts to say that Tucker's CT shows a skull fracture and our old friend, the epidural hematoma. McDreamy tells Tucker that he's going to examine him, and asks if he's okay. Tucker slurs that his phone is ringing; he wants someone to answer it, because it's his wife. Izzie goes to answer his phone just as Tucker starts seizing. Izzie answers, "Hello? George? It's me. Izzie. No, I don't have Bailey's husband's phone! I think I'd know if I had Bailey's husband's phone, George." Oh, shit! Izzie turns around in horror as they're wheeling Tucker to the OR. "What's Bailey's husband's name?" I can't be completely sure, but I think it's "Tucker Jones."
OR of Sucking Chest Wounds and Christina Ricci. She's in remarkably good spirits for having her hand stuck inside someone else's chest. Mere tells her that once Burke scrubs in and gets ready to operate, he'll have her remove her hand and she can go. Hannah says that's good, because it's her second week as a paramedic. "Talk about on-the-job training, huh?" Aw. Mere assures her that she hasn't been a doctor for that long, either.
Outside in the scrub room, McDreamy and Burke meet up and address each other as "Doctor." Heh. Addison walks in. "You've got Dr. Bailey's husband on the table?" McDreamy confirms this, and says not to tell Bailey anything until he gets in there and can see how bad the damage is. Addison agrees that there's no use in upsetting her until they know something concrete. As she's leaving, Addison looks over at Burke and says, "Hey Preston." Burke: "Good to see you, Addison!" McDreamy glares at Burke. "She gets to call you by your first name, and I don't?" Burke says he likes her. McDreamy is shocked. "And you don't like me?" Burke: "Nah." Oh, McDreamy, I do love you, but you totally deserve to be faced so damn hard right now.
McDreamy heads into surgery, where the anesthesiologist is just about to put Tucker under. Tucker calls out for McDreamy, and tries to speak plainly. "You're...Shepherd, right? Miranda...she really likes you." Oh, hello, my good friend Tears! McDreamy tells Tucker he likes her, too. Tucker tells McDreamy that they're having a baby. McDreamy says he knows, and he's going to get him back to Bailey, safe and sound.
Hot Man Nurse and Alex discuss the screamer. They agree to drug her until she's calm. It's then that Screamer decides to start talking. She says she's going to kill her stupid husband just as soon as he gets out of surgery. Another man runs up calling for her. He asks how "James" is doing. Screamer says he's bleeding all over the place, then calls him a moron. Wow, she's really sweet. She goes on to yell about the two of them being idiots, playing like eight-year-olds, with their stupid costumes and idiot toys. The man says they don't play, they re-enact. They re-enact World War II, is what they do. Screamer screams some more. Shut up, Screamer. Alex asks what happens, and Screamer meanly tells him that James and his moron best friend built a replica of a World War II bazooka. Then, they put on their stupid costumes, went out into the back yard, and tried to shoot the thing off. Unfortunately, it didn't work. Ooh, here come the drum beats again. I learned from Shonda Rhimes what they signify, but the entry's really good, so I'm going to have to ask you to go read it for yourself. Screamer says James is so dumb, he had to go stand in front of the thing to see what was wrong. Drum beat. "That's when the stupid toy starts working." Yeah, so James shot himself with a bazooka, and the ammo is still inside his chest. Alex can't believe it. He asks Moron if there was an explosion. Moron says no. Drum beat! Drum beat! Alex yells, "Oh crap!" and takes off running.
Run, Alex, run! McDreamy starts up his bone saw. "If Bailey asks, I'm not the one that did this." Drum beats! Bailey stands alone in her room, and looks at her cell phone. She flips it open to call Tucker. Alex sprints down a corridor. Burke tells everyone he's ready, and asks for the scalpel. Alex! Run! Back in Bailey's room, she leaves a voice message that becomes increasingly urgent as her contraction gets worse. "Uh, Tucker Jones. You better be lying in the street somewhere dead, Mister, because when I get my hands on you I AM HAVING YOUR BABY HERE, MISTER!" Aaaaaaaagh! Alex takes the stairs two at a time. Burke positions his scalpel over James's chest. Drums! Alex flings open the door of the OR. "Dr. Burke. I need to speak with you." Burke grits that he's in surgery, Dr. KAREV. Alex doesn't move. "You want to talk to me, sir." Drum beat. Again. Burke puts down the scalpel and goes over to Alex, all mad. "If you ever interrupt me again in my OR..." Alex asks if the wound on James was a through-and-through. Burke says no, just an entry wound, why? Alex starts talking to Burke as we pull back inside the OR. Hannah comments that Alex is cute. Mere ignores this and looks with interest and then with alarm over at Burke and Alex. I swear to God this is giving me heart palpitations. Everyone looks at Burke and Alex with these CRAZY EYES, their faces obscured by their masks. Burke turns around and asks Hannah what she feels inside the patient. "Is your hand touching anything hard, like metal?" Hannah says she doesn't know. Mere asks what's going on. Burke nearly jumps out of his skin when Hannah starts moving around. "DON'T...move your hand, just tell me what you feel." Hannah says her fingertips are definitely touching something hard. The anesthesiologist, named Milton, suddenly understands and is all, "OH MY GOD." Hannah asks anxiously what's wrong. Burke tells Hannah not to move -- not her hand, not her body, not an inch. Hannah says he should know he's starting to scare her. Burke tells her quietly, in his awesome Burke way, not to be scared
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, that everything's going to be fine. He summons Mere over to him, and he lowers his voice to a near-whisper. "I want you to walk out of this room. Walk. Don't run. Go tell the charge nurse that we have a Code Black. Tell him that I am sure. And then tell him to call the bomb squad." Druuuuuuuum beeeeeeats! Commercials. Jesus CHRIST.We return to Burke kicking everyone out of the OR, and ordering them off the floor. Mere tells him he needs a surgical team. Burke says all he needs is Dr. Milton to keep James under, and he can do the rest. Mere ain't leaving, and Burke relents. "Fine, but you wait by the elevator. When the bomb squad arrives, we'll take it from there. Now, go."
Bailey's Room of Contractions. Addison coaches her through a particularly bad one, and says there's no shame in an epidural. George announces that they're eight minutes apart. Bailey refuses, saying she can handle a little pain -- women all over the world do it at home with nothing but a pair of scissors and a bucket of hot water. Hee. George: "Women all over the world also die giving birth at home, every single day." Bailey and Addison stare. George realizes what he's done, all, "I did not just say that!" Bailey reminds him that he's supposed to be making himself useful and finding her husband. Addie jumps in, totally not obviously. "Oh, he's not...here!" Bailey knows something's up. She says he should be here by now. Addison says they're going to go find him right now, right, Dr. O'Malley? George is on it. Er, "it." Addison's pager goes off, and there's that drum beat again. Bailey asks what it is; Addison says it's nothing, she'll be right back. Meanwhile, McDreamy's pager goes off in surgery. He asks Cristina to check it, then tells Izzie to go find Addison and tell her that Tucker's in worse shape than he thought. Man. Cristina gets off the phone and tells McDreamy, "They want us to evacuate. Your pager said Code Black?" McDreamy stops short. "You sure they said that?" Cristina is sure. McDreamy talks to himself, saying it could be a drill, but even if it's not he can't evacuate -- he's got an open brain on the table. None of the poor interns have any idea what's going on. McDreamy tells the room that anyone who wants to go should do it now. No one moves, clearly confused. McDreamy turns back to Cristina. "You sure they said 'Code Black'?" Cristina says yes.
Cut to George in the elevator with Addison, who's looking mighty grim. George's pager goes off, and he asks, "Code Black? What's Code Black?" Izzie gets on the elevator and tells Addie what McDreamy said about Tucker. George asks Izzie what a Code Black is just as her pager goes off with the same message. Addison says nothing. George and Izzie are all, "Dr. Shepherd?" Addison tells them to go back to their locker room and wait for their resident to give them instructions. Why won't she just TELL them, damn! Izzie says they don't have a resident. "What's going on, is it something bad?" The elevator doors open to mayhem and policemen and the bomb squad. Addie: "Yeah, it's something bad." I'll say.
James's OR of Destruction. Dr. Milton pumps an ambu bag while Hannah tries to keep it together. "So...I'm touching live, unexploded ammunition?" Burke says he's afraid so. Everything is quiet except for the sound of the bag pumping air into James's lungs. Hannah asks why he's not on the machine anymore. Burke explains that the flow of oxygen from the ventilator was a danger, and the ambu bag is breathing for him now. Hannah starts looking a little wild. "What if I just...take my hand out really quickly?" Burke says they'll ask the bomb squad when they arrive, but he's guessing that would cause the ammo to shift and explode. He says this in the nicest possible way, but it's still fucked up. Milton keeps pumping the bag, looking a little nuts himself. Hannah's eyes well up with tears, and I just want to say now in case I forget that Christina Ricci is rocking this role. Also, she looks better than she has in years, and I'm not just saying that because people used to call me Wednesday Addams. Burke tells Hannah that her hand is keeping James from bleeding out, and she's the one keeping him alive. Hannah nods somberly. "Right. But...and the bomb squad is coming?" Oh, Hannah. Burke assures her that the bomb squad is coming.
Out in the pit, Izzie and George sit forlornly against a wall, watching all the action around them. George hands Izzie half a sandwich and tells her to eat something. Izzie: "I knew Meredith and Cristina would be out on the floor." George says the fact that they're jealous because Mere and Cris might blow up and die is not a reflection on their character. Hee. Izzie says she feels useless. George adds that they're useless and ineffectual; they couldn't even get Mere out of bed this morning without calling Cristina. Izzie says she thinks Meredith and Cristina are doers. "They do, and we? We watch. We're watchers." George sighs. Izzie spots Alex down on the floor taking care of business, and decides that she and George need to become doers. George agrees, and when Izzie gets up and walks off, calls after her, "Starting right now? Okay!"
Izzie is being a doer in more than one sense of the word, as we'll soon see. She finds Alex, who's getting coffee and saying it's like the apocalypse out there. Izzie shuts him up by giving him the bedroom eyes and yelling, "ALEX!" Cut to the doer and her doee, getting it on in the on-call room. No drum beats here! Izzie commands him to take off his pants. He's all, "What? Wait, what?" Izzie strips off her shirt. "Alex. I haven't had sex in eight months and twelve days. I'm horny, I'm half-naked, and I'm saying yes. You want to stand there, or you want to literally. Take off. YOUR PANTS." Haaaa! I love it. I heard some of you thought this was a tacky move on Izzie's part, and to you I say: Shut up, you watchers, and TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS.
Cute Bomb Squad Guy (a.k.a. Kyle Chandler) interrupts McDreamy's surgery to tell him that he needs everyone to evacuate now. McDreamy says he's got a guy whose brain is exposed on this table, and he's not gonna walk away and leave him to die. He tells the rest of his team they can go, which they do. We get a shot of Tucker's exposed brain, and McDreamy keeps working. Kyle tells McDreamy to do whatever he has to do to get him closed up and out of there, as the Chief of Surgery has authorized him to tell McDreamy he cannot stay here. McDreamy: "The Chief of Surgery doesn't scare me. Dr. Bailey scares me. I'm not going to be the one to let her husband die, and that's what would happen if I put this skull flap on, in this condition. Bomb or no bomb. Now get out of my OR." Hooray! McDreamy wins.
Addie checks on Bailey, who's now nine centimeters dilated. She says she just needs that last centimeter. Addie distractedly says that's good and turns her back on Bailey, pretending to look at her chart. Bailey asks Addison, "Dr. Shepherd. Exactly where is my husband?" Addie turns around with tears in her eyes. "He's...with my husband." We get an outside shot of the room as Addison tells Bailey what's happened. Bailey hangs her head, and we cut to...
Kyle and Burke looking at James's chest X-ray, complete with the ammo and Hannah's hand pictured there. Kyle says they need more information. Burke says the longer they wait, the greater the chance he'll bleed out and die.
Back in the OR with James, Dr. Milton gets ready to freak Hannah right the eff out. He starts the crazy off with "Pink mist. That's what the bomb squad calls you when you blow up." Hannah says nothing, possibly hoping this is all some kind of terrible dream and she's going to wake up just fine in Bobby Ewing's shower. Milton goes on to explain that, when you blow up, your body explodes into a million pieces; you're liquid, and there's nothing left but flecks of human flesh and blood. Hannah's eyes widen, and she looks away from the nutbird anesthesiologist pumping the ambu bag right to her. He can't s
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top talking, though: "Pink mist. Sometimes they don't even find a finger. One minute you're a person...the you're bloody rain." Well, thank you for that, Dr. Milton. Suddenly, Milton gestures to the ambu bag. "Here, take this." Oh, NO. Hannah's all, "What? Uh, okay?" Milton tells her he wants her to squeeze it in even beats. She starts pumping, and he corrects her not to go too fast. "There you go." Poor Hannah stands there squeezing the bag as Milton backs slowly out of the room. Bastard! Realization dawns on Hannah just as Milton reaches the door of the OR. He looks back at her and says simply, "I've got kids." Hannah gasps, and then Milton utters the creepiest words ever said in the creepiest way anyone's ever said them. "Even beats." Gaaaaah! He turns and walks out. Commercials.Webber confers with Screamer and James's re-enactment friend. He tells them that the bomb squad is assessing the situation, and they'll know something soon. James's friend starts saying how sorry he is, but Screamer cuts him off. "Shut up! We've got three kids, and you've got him building bazookas!" She starts crying again and wails, "Oh Gooooood! He's gonna dieeeeeee!" Hey, Screamer. How about YOU shut up? Thanks. Webber tells the friend to go with the officers so they can get more information, and asks Alex to get Screamer a cup of coffee. Yes, if by "coffee" you mean "thirty-seven Valium, a horse tranquilizer, and a big old dose of SHUT IT." She doesn't. I hate my life.
George checks in on Bailey, who is pacing around her room. She tells George to help her with her suitcase, because she's going home. George is like, "Uh, Dr. Bailey, you're having a baby." Bailey wheels on him as viciously as she can with her pregnant self and tells him there's not going to be any baby born today, does he understand? "I'm holding it IN. I'll have him tomorrow. Just not now, not like this. NO." She starts to cry, and I cannot take it. "I'm going home! I'm going home right now!" George doesn't know what to do as Bailey holds on to the bed while another contraction hits. "I can't," she sobs. "I can't do this without my husband, I can't do this alone." She is mostly talking to herself, and calms down by repeating "okay, okay, okay" in a whisper. IT IS BREAKING MY HEART.
Mere and Cristina look through the window at Burke and Kyle with their X-rays. Cristina wanders over to the OR where Hannah is now alone. She tells Mere with alarm that her hand is shaking. Mere walks over and they look in together. "Is she squeezing that ambu bag by herself?" "Where is Dr. Milton?" Yes, and vamoosed, girls. Hannah looks like she is about to go down for the count, barely holding on to the ambu bag as she tries to squeeze it in goddamned even beats. Mere opens the door gently and asks her where Milton went. "Um. He left." She's really freaking out, and says she thinks she's going to take her hand out now. Not okay, Hannah! We cut to Burke and Kyle, still trying to figure out what to do. Kyle tells him that they found out the device is homemade, which means it's unstable and very unreliable. Burke's like, "Yeah, it's definitely as bad as it seems." You think? Kyle says something, but it's undercut by Cristina screaming for help from outside. Burke runs into the OR, where that darn Hannah is still intent on removing her hand. Mere tries to calm her down, telling her she can do this. Hannah is not having any of it. She shakes her head frantically and cries, "No, no, no. I just want to take it out, okay? I'm just going to take it out." Burke tries to reason with her, saying she's the only one keeping James from bleeding out. Hannah doesn't care. "I am twenty-two years old. I should not even be in here! This is some kind of mistake." Kyle says they need to clear the room, but Mere says she's not leaving her. Everything gets really loud, with Burke arguing with Kyle and Mere telling Hannah she can do it and Hannah saying she can't. The music swells as Hannah loses her mind in earnest and everyone tries to stop her. "I have to!" she screams, then slips her hand out and runs from the room. Everyone hits the floor but Meredith, who looks at Hannah's bloody handprint on the jamb and watches the door close in slow motion. Cristina gets up first, and looks over at Meredith. She's replaced Hannah's hand with her own and looks about thisclose to vomiting. Cristina can't say anything but "Oh, Meredith." Burke and Kyle stand up too, gaping in horror. Kyle tells everyone to stay exactly where they are, as if they're going somewhere now. "Just gonna run down and get a Diet Coke! …No?" Mere closes her eyes and starts chanting softly, "What did I do, what did I do, what did I do, what did I do?" And oh my God, you'll never guess what happens .
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