Valen-Oh My

"You know, I wish I drank more than wine to cope with being alone on Valentines Day," Ivy says to Reed, Jackson, Charles and April.

They are all lounging in the girls apartment, about to start drinking and playing board games.

April points at her, "You're hot, you could get a date if you wanted."

"Not one that understands a surgeons schedule."

Suddenly, all their pagers go off.

"Oh, big one. Lets roll, I'm driving!" Jackson calls out.

Everyone else rushes to the car. Trying to get shotgun. Ivy ends up getting it and does a little dance in the seat as they drive to the hospital.

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"Who am I with?" Ivy asks Hunt as they get to the ER.

He looks up, "Torres, I don't know where she is right now but go with her."

Ivy nods and rushes to find her. She asks a nurse to page her if they see Torres.

"Callie, I'm with you."

"Okay, lets roll."

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Ivy is on her way to grab something to drink when she sees Sloan, "Sloan? When did you get in? Does Mark know you're here?"

"Um, no. My flight got in a little bit early, and I just took a cab over. I didn't want to bug him or anything. Somebody said that you guys have a free clinic? Do you know where that is?" Sloan asks.

Ivy is immediately suspicious, "Is everything okay?"

"Oh, yeah. I just want someone to check me out... after the surgery and everything. Maybe give me an ultrasound or something?" Sloan says.

Ivy nods, "Yeah, I'm sorry but the clinic closed an hour ago. Come on, I have a second. I'll take a peak for you."

She guides Sloan to an OB exam room.

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"Aww, baby looks perfect," Ivy coos at the ultrasound.

Sloan smiles, "Awesome. Um, can I, like, get that in writing?"

The ultrasound starts printing, "Oh, even better. Here is a souvenir."

"Oh, um.... well, don't you have some kind of, like, official form or hospital document you can give me?" Sloan asks.

Ivy looks at her, "Why do you need an official form"

"Oh, well, thats none of your business."

Ivy's voice hardens, "If you want an official form, you need to give me a reason, Sloan. Whats going on?"

She sees that Ivy is serious, "Its for the adoption attorney, okay? They need, like, a clean bill of health from me or something. Theres this great couple in San Francisco, and they have these two big dogs, and-"

All Ivy can think about is how much this is going to crush Mark. Shes known him basically all her life, she knew how much Mark wants a family of his own. Here is his chance and Sloan isn't even talking to him about it? Not to mention that him and Lexie broke up over this. Its going to crush him.

"An adoption attorney?"

"Yeah. I mean, I'm not ready to be a mom. I'm just- I'm just not ready yet," Sloan is adamant.

Ivy asks a question that she already knows the answer to, "Have you told Mark yet?"

"No. And... you're my doctor, right? Don't you guys have some kind of rule that says you can't say anything? Well, I'm not gonna tell him, and neither are you," Sloan holds up the ultrasound.

Ivy takes a breath, "Sloan, you haven't known Mark very long, but he is one of the most kindest, full hearted people you will ever meet. Please tell him. He deserves to know."

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Sloan starts to leave, "You can't leave without telling him."

"Yes, I can. I can do whatever I-" she starts but that is when Mark comes in.

"Sloan."

"Crap."

Mark walks closer to them, "When did you get here? I mean. I thought you were gonna call first."

Sloan doesn't know what to say so she shoves the ultrasound at him, "Look."

"Oh, my God. Would you look at that. Thats the Sloan nose. Can you- can you see it? Can you see it?" He puts the ultrasound next to his face, turning to the side for Ivy to judge.

She smiles, holding back tears of how much this is going to break Marks heart.

"Its my dads. He has my dads nose. Thats the Sloan nose." At this point, Mark is almost crying in love and adoration for the little baby he won't get to know.

His pager goes off, "Damn it. Will you wait for me? I want to- I want to take you home. I got a suprise for youm oh, could I see this again? Huh, the Sloan nose." He has a smile the size of Texas on his face.

Ivy glares at Sloan. Shes going to break his heart. She goes and gets the form.

While getting the form, she pages Mark. She knows she is going to need some help so she pages Callie too.

"Do you have my report thing?" Sloan asks.

When she goes to grab it, Ivy holds on, "No. He took you in, he's given you money, he flew you to L.A. He deserves to know. So if you're not going to tell him, I will." Just then, Mark walks back to them with Callie following shortly behind.

"You paged me? Whats going on?" Mark asks.

Sloan looks at Ivy in disbelief, "You paged him?"

"Whats the matter?"

Ivy sees that Sloan isn't saying anything so she takes a breath, "Mark, shes-"

"I'm giving the baby up for adoption. I'm not a mom. I'm not ready. And I want him to have good parents and a good home," Sloan says.

Callie looks at Ivy, trying to see if this is real. Ivy nods her head.

"No, don't. Don't do this. Don't give this baby away," Mark pleads.

Sloan stays calm, "They'll love him. They'll love him more than I will."

Mark says something that honestly didn't shock Ivy, "Give him to me. I'll take him. I'll adopt him. I understand. I understand. You're not ready, but I am. And I know I-I don't have the best track record, and I- and I should've been there for you, and I wasn't. But I will be there for this baby, please."