Izzie never expected this moment. She never expected to look into the young girl's eyes. She thought that she would never see her again, but here she was. The young girl was in the hospital again, and this time, she was ready.

"George, I can't do this. What if she hates me? Oh no, she's gonna hate me!" Izzie said, quickly. She had never been this nervous before.

"Izz, you'll be fine. She is two years older now, and she said she's ready to meet you." George said, reassuring Izzie.

"But George, she's sick. She could be dying. Maybe I-" She started.

"No. Not another word of this nonsense! Get in there Izzie. It's been thirteen years. It's time to meet your daughter."

Before Izzie could protest any further, George pushed her into the hospital room. There lay a mirror image of Izzie, only younger. Izzie's eyes met her daughter's, and they both stared at each other. After many minutes of awkwardness, Hannah spoke.

"Hello. You must be, um...Dr. Stevens. Yeah...I'm Hannah, which I guess you knew. And, uh...yeah."

"Yeah, um hi. I am Dr. Stevens, but you can um, call me Izzie. So, um you wanted to meet me now, and yeah. What do you want to talk about?"

Hannah looked blankly at her mother She obviously had questions for the woman that gave her up, but she did not know how to ask them, after all, she had only known the woman for about 2 minutes.

"Okay. I have questions. Lots actually. First of all, why did you give me away? I'm not like, judging. I just wanna know."

"Oh, well I was sixteen when I was pregnant. I live in a trailer park then. When I got pregnant, I was determined to do a better job than my mother did raising me. How could I do that if I mad you grow up in a nasty old trailer? You would have had no future."

Izzie continued talking, but Hannah started to zone out. All these years her adoptive parents had told her that her birth mother didn't want her. She now knew the truth. Her birth mother didn't just think she was useless. She just wanted her to have a better life. As she thought of this, her eyes began to fill with tears.

"Oh, are you crying? Do you want me to leave? I am so sorry-"

"No, I am not crying because I am sad. I am crying because I know that you didn't hate me. You did the best you could. You wanted to give me the life you wanted. How could that make me sad?" Hannah said, cutting off her mother. This made Izzie smile. Apparently, she didn't have to worry about her daughter hating her. Hannah and Izzie continued talking for hours, until Izzie was paged by Alex.

"I am sorry, but I have to go. It was amazing meeting you." Izzie said, interrupting Hannah's story about her volley ball team.

"Yeah, I am glad we met. So listen, I have cancer or whatever, so that means I'll be here for a bit. Can we hang out again? I really want to get to know you." Hannah asked.

"Really?" Izzie asked. She could not believe that her daughter wanted to see her again. Hannah nodded, and Izzie promised that she would return the next day, as she left Hannah's room. She then met up with Alex in the hall.

"Well? Was that as bad as you thought?" Alex asked.

"No! It was amazing! Hannah is spectacular. She is just beautiful, except she has no hair. She said its blond though. She's captain of her volley ball team, she plays the drums in a garage band, she loves drama class and math, but hates history, and she wants to be a doctor! Isn't she just wonderful?" Izzie gushed.

"I told you you had nothing to worry about, and yeah she sounds wonderful." Alex said with a grin. He hoped that Izzie would take him to meet her one day. Just then they were interrupted by a woman who came up behind them.

"Excuse me, I am looking for Isobel Stevens. Does she still work here?" The woman asked. Izzie turned around to face her, and instantly recognized her.

"Ahh. There you are. Hah, I haven't seen you since high school!" The woman said.

"Izzie, who is this?" Alex asked, slightly puzzled.

"Oh. Um, this is Gabriella Smith. She went to my high school." Izzie said quietly.

"Hi. I am Alex, Izzie's boyfriend. Nice to meet you."

"Oh, boyfriend? Who'd you steel this one from?" Gabriella asked.

"Excuse me?" Alex asked.

"Izzie never told you? Ha, not surprising. Listen Alex, dump this chick while you still can."

"Okay, I'm lost. Why do you hate Izzie so much?"

"Should I tell him, or do you want to?" Gabriella asked Izzie. Izzie looked down at the floor, because she did not want to tell Alex this. She hoped he would never find out.

"Fine!" Gabriella scoffed. "I'll tell him. Back in high school, Izzie had a baby."

"Yeah, I know. What's wrong with that?" Alex asked. Izzie looked up at Alex.

"Hannah's dad was Gabriella's boyfriend at the time.

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