Today was filled with multiple events. But let me start from the beginning. It was a classic normal day in Seattle. Or so I thought. My mind would completely change by the end of the day. When I started my shift it was early in the morning, it was raining down harshly. So I was getting soaking wet while walking into the hospital. Once I was changed I was paged for a possible appy. The others were here which was just great. I saw Bailey walk into the ER.

"What are you all doing here?" She asked while putting her umbrella down.

"Oh! Uh, he's mine. I met the ambulance." Cristina said to her.

"And she's sharing him with me." Mer said to her.

"He's mine, I'm on call." George said, look at them all fighting over a patient.

"Good morning, Dr. Bailey. You look nice today." Alex said, what a kiss ass. I only just realised that Iz wasn't here. She was probably still asleep or maybe she was sick.

"Brown noser. I got here first. And the chief said I'm the one to watch." Cristina said.

"I actually got here first, except from I was checking on a few patients before I was paged." I said her, she just looked at me before looking back at Bailey.

"Ohh, I get it. It's solo surgery time, and you all have heard the past two years the chief has assigned an appendectomy. So you little mini-surgeons dragged your butts out of bed to pick up some final tips from the master. That's kinda cute. Alright, I can use two of you." Bailey said with a smile, I already knew that it wasn't me.

"But I'm on call!" George said loudly.

"I filled Meredith on the case." Cristina said to Bailey.

"Jason Kron, 47, tenderness over McBurney's point." Mer said to us, Bailey looked at Alex.

"Huh. Karev, what do you know about Mr. Kron?" Bailey asked him.

"I know he's a lucky man to have you as a surgeon." Alex said sucking up again.

"Arthur Soltanoff, 45, fell from a second-story window. Stable vitals, multiple fractures and lacerations with evidence of head trauma." The paramedic said to Owen as they came inside.

"Trauma one. Dr. Bailey I'm gonna need two of your residents." Owen said to Bailey, I wanted in.

"Me! Mine. I'm on call!" George shouted.

"Mine as well!" I shouted.

"It's yours." Bailey said to us both as we followed Owen inside. Before we entered we put on the gowns. We paged Shepherd for a nuero consult before paging Callie and Mark. When they entered I had no idea what they were talking about. Maybe it was a good thing.

"Just figured this is the bottom, as bad as it gets. It can only go up from here." Callie said as they entered.

"Left tib-fib. The rest of his trauma series is clear." Owen said, Mr. Soltanoff's daughter was still in the room, she really shouldn't be here.

"He needs a head CT." Derek said to us, that was going to be a main priority.

"He's got free fluid in there." George said to us.

"Oh, god. Ivy, get out of the way! The mountain lion's right there!" Mr. Soltanoff yelled as he sat up.

"Sir, you're in a hospital." Owen said while holding him back, me and Callie walked over to Ivy.

"Ivy! Where's my daughter?" He shouted at us.

"Dad, I'm right here." Ivy said but he couldn't hear her.

"He's gonna get my daughter! Let me go!" He shouted while Owen was putting back down on the bed. "I've gotta get my daughter!" He shouted, resisting Owen. Derek, George and Mark all grabbed a hold of him.

"Calm down." Mark said to him

"Dad wake up." Ivy shouted but nothing happened. People were shouting over each other it was hard to hear what was being said. Both me and Callie both held onto Mr. Soltanoff.

"He's gonna get Ivy! Ivy!" Mr. Soltanoff shouted.

"Mr. Soltanoff, calm down!" Owen shouted at him. The guy swung his arm back and knocked Callie to the ground.

"Dr. Torres!" I shouted. I let go of Mr. Soltanoff and went to see what I could to to help her. I sat her up and got her to another room, I gave her an ice pack and when Mark came in I left. I knew she was going to be in safe hands.

"I hit a doctor?" Mr. Soltanoff said to us all. We'd started to patch him up. "I didn't understand. What am I even doing here?" He asked us.

"Your daughter said you were having a bad dream and jumped out of the window." Owen said to him, I'm so glad that I'm a sleep talker and not a sleepwalker.

"Do you have a history of sleepwalking?" Derek asked him, I mean he had to right.

"It started a couple of years ago, when my wife died. Scared me so much, I went to one of those sleep clinics. They said it was stress-induced, and gave me some clonazepam." Mr. Soltanoff said to us, I forgot that sleep clinics existed. You don't really hear about them anymore.

"How's that been working?" George asked him.

"I'm raising a 13 year old, so stress comes with the job. I haven't had an episode in a while. I must have forgotten to take my pill tonight. Honey, I'm so sorry. You must have been so scared." Mr. Soltanoff said to us, but he said the last part to Ivy.

"I'm ok. I'm fine. I'm just worried about you." She said back to her dad.

"I'm sorry." He said to her before I continued to take the glass out of his face. We checked him in and started running some tests on him.  When we were finished the tests we took him back to his room. Only for a while before we continued with trying to figure out what was wrong. We had Mark, Derek and Owen with us so they could tell him what they needed to do.

"I'd like to do an EEG. There's a chance that your night terrors are caused by a kind of epilepsy in the frontal lobe of your brain." Derek said to him, I hated how his daughter was here.

"I went through all that in the sleep clinic. As long as I take my meds- -" Mr. Soltanoff said before being cut off.

"We have reason to believe that the problem may be a lot worse than your aware of." Mark said to him.

"I don't understand." Mr. Soltanoff said to him.

"Ivy, how often does your dad sleepwalk?" Mark asked his daughter. She stood up and walked closer to his bed.

"I sleep. I just forgot my meds this time." Mr. Soltanoff said to us all. I wasn't convinced and I could tell that the others weren't either.

"No, you didn't. You took them while I was brushing my teeth like you always do, and then you put me to bed like you always do, and then you woke up screaming like you always do." Ivy said to us, it must be a horrible thing for them to live with.

"Baby..." He started but Ivy spoke.

"I try to stay awake at night because usually I can talk you back to bed. But tonight, I must have fallen asleep." She said to him before she started crying.

"Honey, why didn't you tell me?" He asked her.

"You said these bad dreams were caused by stress, and I'm your stress." She said to him.

"Sweetheart..." He said to her.

"You take such good care of me during the day, I thought the least I could do was take care of you at night dad." Ivy said, it's not her fault at the end of the day.

"But we're saying the nightmares were caused by the epilepsy, not the stress. And if the test confirms the epilepsy, you understand what that would mean?" Mark asked her while leaning down to her height.

"This wasn't my fault?" She said while looking at her dad.

"That it wasn't your fault." Mark said to her, she burst out into tears. The poor girl.

"Dad..." She said to him, her dad started wiping her tears away.

"Let's get the EEG." He said to us before we all walked out. We started running the EEG after it was all prepared. But I'd been told then the interns that the interns had done a failed appendectomy and now a few of them were having the risk of losing their jobs.

"No more spikes. We've eliminated the seizure area." Derek said to us.

"Now he can finally get a decent nights sleep." Mark said to us, and his daughter could finally get a better nights rest as well.

"How did he not know this was happening?" Derek asked, I don't know. That's a hard question to answer.

"Wait, why is it his fault for not noticing? He's going through his life thinking that they had the kind of relationship where she could talk to him. If she was in trouble, she would tell him." George said, I'm pretty sure that he was talking about something else. "If you really have feelings for someone, if you really love them, then you'd talk to them, right?" George asked us.

"Maybe she did but he ignored it." I said to him.

"Maybe she tried. We don't know what went on between them. Maybe words failed her. Sometimes, words fail." Owen said to us. We continued on with the surgery and it was going good. When we had finished with the surgery and taken Mr. Soltanoff back up to his room. The 5 of us working residents waited for Bailey in the waiting room.

"Why are you looking at me?" She asked as she was coming down the stairs.

"We were just wondering..." Cristina started.

"The interns..." Alex added.

"What you're gonna say to them." Meredith said finishing the sentence.

"Uh-uh. No. No. I'm tired. I'm not saying anything to the interns. I raised my babies. You were my babies. Now you're all grown up folks. This is on you. You raise your own babies." Bailey said to us, this was just great.

"So we have to talk to them?" George asked her.

"God help them." I said to myself.

"Your babies." Bailey said, I already had a few things I wanted to say.

"What do we say?" Mer asked her.

"Do you really need a speech from me? At this point? After all this time? Because if you do, you shouldn't even be here. If you do, then I haven't raised you right. And I know I raised you right. No! You don't get a speech from me. It's time for you to make your own speeches." Bailey said before walking away. We discussed our plan of action and rounded up all of the interns and took them to where Sadie was.

"Dr. Grey, present." Cristina said sternly.

"Sadie Harris, 30, three hour status post appendectomy complicated by severe hemorrhaging." Lexie said to us.

"Death, Y/l/n, what is this?" Sadie asked us but we didn't say anything.

"Dr. Spalding." Mer said ignoring the question.

"Vitals stable, triple antibiotic coverage. She should fully recover within two weeks." Dr. Spalding said to us.

"And?" I said to them.

"And we, your surgeons, made mistakes that compromised your care. Mistakes that reflect poorly on this hospital and that won't happen again." Lexie said while standing forwards.

"Effective immediately, every intern here is on probation. So much as sneeze, and you're done." Mer said to them.

"None of you see the inside of an OR until further notice." Cristina said to them.

"You've lost the Chief's respect, which believe me, is not an easy thing to get back." George said to them.

"And speaking for myself, you've lost my respect and you probably won't ever get that back." Alex told them all.

"Same goes for me, no amount of sweet talking or ass kissing can fixing this." I said to them all.

"But they still respect Izzie Stevens." One of them said to the others.

"What did you say?" Alex asked while raising his voice, the intern looked at us.

"You still seem to respect Izzie Stevens and she killed a patient." He said to us, Alex walked over to him and pushed him against the wall.

"She was trying to save a man's life. And you almost killed a friend for fun. It's different." Alex said to him, I looked at the door and saw Iz. Alex let go of him and walked over to us. After we told them all off, we went out separate ways. I got changed and then headed home. What an eventful and stressful day that was.