What would you do if the impossible dream suddenly became a possible reality? That’s the situaion Dr. Isobel Stevens has
found herself in.

It’s been months since the death of her beloved fiancee, Denny Duquette, and Izzie received a second visit from his father,
Denny Duquette Sr. The news and request both have the young surgical intern shocked and unsure if it’s real…or what
to really do.

What could Denny Sr. have possible said to leave Izzie so shocked and confused? As it turns out, Denny’s mother just couldn’t
say goodbye to her son, but she did try. She swore on her life that when she touched Denny’s chest, she felt his lungs
fill and empty.

Izzie sat at the booth of the cafe she agreed to meet Denny Sr. at, listening as he spoke. Her beautiful face was filled with
her shock and confusion. “S-So…what are you saying, exactly?” She asked Denny Sr. “Are you saying it’s possible…that
he can be revived, even after all this time?”

Denny Sr. was quiet for a split moment. He knew Izzie was taken aback by the news he has just revealed to her. Her surprise
was very understandable, and he could see by the look of excitement, joy and anticipation on her face that she was
getting her hopes up for this, to be reunited with his son.

Finally speaking, Denny Sr. nodded his head in agreement. “Yes, Izzie, it seams it may be possible for Denny to be revived. I
was able to talk his doctors back home to get me a copy of the results of the tests they ran on him. I explained to them
that his fiancee’s a doctor…” After he seamed to have trailed off with his words, Denny Sr. shook his head, as if to clear
it, and slid a manilla envelope across the table to Izzie. These are the test results. They tried to explain them to Lorna
and I, but all of the medical jargon just goes over our heads.”

Izzie turned the envelope over, undid the clasp that held it shut and getly slid the contents out. Quietly, she studied each
document, before offering Denny Sr. her most enthusiastic smile. “I’m gonna show thest to Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Burke and
Dr. Webber, but just by the looks of 5hese, it seams right now Denny’s merely in a coma.” She leafed through the papers,
finally extracting one that was near the bottom. She laid the document on the table and angled it towards him. “See this
one? It’s the results from his CT. Basically all the CT is, is a scan of his brain…you know, like an x-ray, but of his brain
instead of his bones. By looking at the scan, I can see that Denny’s brain is healthy, fully functioning and getting the
right amount of oxygen and blood, which shows that his lungs and heart are okay. And this sheet,” She went on to say,
retreiving another document frm the pack. “Explains that they tested all of his organs and they’re in perfect order, which
probably is what has them stumped on why he slipped into a coma.”

Denny Sr. nodded his head as Izzie spoke. She explained the papers to him, one by one, and this time, unlike with the doctors
back home, he actually understood what she was saying.

The next day happened to be Izzie’s day off, but she set her alarm to get up early anyways so she could get to the hospital
early and see Derek, Dr. Burke and Dr. Webber, and show them the papers she received from Denny Sr. the night before.

She got up at 7am, the time she had set her alarm for. She dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. After getting ready, and
tucking the packet of papers into her bag, Izzie left for the hospital.

After parking her car, Izzie grabbed her bag and locked her car after getting out. She walked up to the hospital doors and
entered. The first stop she made was at the coffee cart, where she saw Derek purchasing his morning coffee. She
stepped up behind him and fished the papers out from her bag. As he stepped away from the coffee cart, unaware that
she was right behind him, Izzie followed him. “Dr. Shepherd!” she called after him.

Realizing it was Izzie’s day off, Derek looked confused to see her when he turned around. “Dr. Stevens,” Derek replied,
addressung her with the professionalism she had given him. “What a pleasure to see you on your day off. What can I do
for you?”

Izzie took a deep breath and swallowed, suddenly nervous. “I saw Denny’s father yesterday, Derek. He told me the doctors in
Memphis ended up running tests on Denny. He’s not dead actually. You see, Denny’s mother felt Denny’s chest rise and
fall, so the doctors ran some tests…Denny’s alive, in a coma. I have a copy of the test results…” As she mentioned the
copy of the test results, she offered him the envelope.

They stopped walking by the nurses’ station, and Derek sat his cup down to study the documents Izzie had just presented to
him. After studying each paper for a few moments, Derek finally looked back up to meet her gaze. “You’re right, Izzie.
Denny’s organs are in good working condition…and he’s alive.” Derek turned his attention to a nearby nurse. “Please page
Dr. Burke, Dr. Webber and Dr. Bailey and have them meet me in the third floor conference room.”

A few minutes after Derek had had them paged to the conference room on the third floor, Dr. Bailey, Dr. Burke and Dr. Webber
joined Derek and Izzie. They all seamed suprized to see Izzie in the conference room, sitting next to Derek. Bailey was
the first to make an action, after all three doctors had taken their seats across the table from Izzie and Derek.

Once she had taken her seat, Miranda Bailey looked between Izzie and Derek. “Alright, Stevens, Shepherd…out with it. What
is the cause of this impromptu meeting?”

Derek remained calm and silent. He looked at Izzie and nodded for her to begin.

Taking a deep cleansing breath, “I…I have news about Denny.” she stopped and looked directly at Bailey and added, “I know
what you’re gonna say, so please don’t.”

Bailey lifted a hand, signaling for Izzie to continue.

“Yesterday, I got a visit from Denny’s father, which is how I came about the news. He told me Denny’s mother was having a
hard time saying goodbye to Denny at the hospital in Memphis, she tried and as she ways saying her goodbye, she
touched Denny’s ches and she felt it rise and fall.”

Izzie paused to take a breath and to spread the documents from her envelope across the table before the three doctors. “The
doctors at the hospital in Memphis ran some tests and,” she guestered to the documents before them as she spoke the
next part. “Here’s a copy of the test results they ran on Denny. His father had them make a copy so he could show me…”

“Izzie…” Dr. Bailey began, her expression was gruff, but the softened look upon her face betrayed the expression within her
voice. “I know how hopeful you want to be, when it comes to Denny, but we did run tests. On the night of the prom, he
did die.”

“Doctor Bailey, I hear what you’re saying and I do understand…” Izzie casually glanced at Derek, hoping for a little support,
since he had seen the test results displayed upon the table.

Much to Izzie’s relief, Derek spoke up. “I looked at the results; there is definitely some brain activity. I can’t say what caused
the tests we ran to confirm he was dead, but Denny is definitely not dead now. So either our tests came out wrong, or
somewhere between our tests and the ones ran by the doctors in Memphis, Denny came back alive.”

After Derek had finished, Izzie addressed Dr. Webber, the hospital’s chief of surgery. “With your approval, Doctor Webber,
Derek and I would like to make arrangements to have Denny transferred here from Memphis.” “If for no other reason,”
Derek added to Izzie’s statement, “then there would no longer be any doubt in anyone’s minds on whether or not Denny is
still alive and being close to Izzie could arise him from his coma.”

For the first time during the meeting, Dr. Preston Burke spoke up in accordance to Derek’s last comment. “Studies have shown
that when a coma patient is close to a spouse, fiancé or otherwise significant other, the patient tends to show a
speedier and more positive sign of recovery.”

After giving it a moment’s thought, Chief Webber finally spoke. ‘After all,’ he rationalized internally, ‘It does make sense and
the results were all correct, and Derek is all behind it, so it’s not just a patient’s heartbroken fiancé grasping a every
shred of hope she can believe in.’ “I will stand behind the both of you with the transfer and if they prefer it, we can send
a member of the surgical staff to Memphis to pick him up.”

Upon hearing the words Dr. Webber had to say, Izzie was ecstatic to say the least. She wore a thrilled, yet casual smile upon
her beautiful face — a smile that not only showed how happy she was by her superior’s decision, but also showed her
appreciation regarding such decision.

Richard was genuinely pleased to see the look on Izzie’s face. He did remember what losing Denny had done to the young
surgeon, after all, but at the same time, he knew the member of Seattle Grace’s surgical staff that would be the one to
travel in the hospital’s plane to Memphis couldn’t be Izzie, at least not just Izzie.

As he internally felt pleased over Izzie’s delight, Richard must have been smiling externally because doctors Bailey and Burke
were both staring at him. To cover, and without drawing too much unnecessary attention to himself, he looked from
Izzie, to Derek, to Miranda and finally to Preston. “Izzie, I am going to send you but primarily because when Denny was
here, you were the intern on his case and worked on caring for him the most. But, you will not be going alone. Primarily,
you Preston,” he said switching his attention to the cardiothoracic surgeon, “will be Seattle Grace’s representative; I will
just be sending Izzie with you. I know Preston that you weren’t the one who did his heart transplant, but prior to that
incident he was your patient, and before the transplant the only non-healthy issue with Denny was his heart.”

Izzie hadn’t expected to be sent to Memphis alone, and she had to admit, Dr. Webber sending Burke did make sense, after all
Preston is Seattle Grace’s Cardiothoracic Surgeon, and Denny was a heart patient. She was just thrilled he was sending
her too. She knew in her rational mind that he didn’t have to. He could have chosen to send Bailey or any of Bailey’s
other interns. But the mere fact that he chose to send her really touched Izzie.

The roomful of doctors all stood, and Derek left the conference room to go make the necessary phone call to Memphis while
Izzie shook the hand of their surgical chief Doctor Richard Webber. “Thank you so much Dr. Webber,” she said with a
thankful smile on her beautiful face. “I know you didn’t have to choose me to be the one to accompany Dr. Burke on this
trip, but the fact that you did honestly does touch me.” Dr. Webber nodded and welcomed her as the rest of the doctors
filed out of the room.

After the troop of doctors left the room, Izzie collected Denny’s test results and placed them inside the folder they’d been in
before. She left the conference too, heading towards the locker room to store the folder in her locker.

Shortly upon leaving the locker room, Izzie saw Derek at the admittance desk, finishing a conversation, and then hang up the
phone.

When Derek saw her, he walked over, handing her the slip of paper he’d been writing on. “The hospital’s chopper won’t be
available for an hour, but in an hour, it’ll pick you and Preston up on our roof.” Izzie nodded with honest
appreciation. “Thank you, Derek,” she said, slipping the paper into her pocket so she wouldn’t lose it.

Nearly an hour had passed, and Izzie went to the locker room to collect the envelope and her jacket and met Preston on the
roof. “Are you okay?” Preston Burke asked her, seeing the nervousness in her face. Izzie nodded idly, though she clutched
the envelope tightly to her chest like it help the secret of life in it. “I guess I’m just a bit nervous,” she said and watched
as the helicopter began to descend. As it lowered, Preston placed a comforting hand on Izzie’s shoulder, and helped her
into the helicopter when it was low enough, and then got in himself.

Finally arriving in Memphis, Tennessee, the chopper continued until it landed on the helipad on top of the roof of Memphis
General, the hospital Denny had been transported to when it appeared as though he’d been dead. They rode to Memphis
in silence, though the closer they got, the more nervous Izzie seamed to become. Finally they arrived at Memphis
General, the hospital in Memphis which Denny was at. When the helicopter was lowered, Burke got out, and helped Izzie
out of the helicopter.

Izzie and Preston entered Memphis General Hospital through it’s roof access door. They ventured down to the admit desk,
and spoke briefly to a nurse, who directed them to Denny’s doctor, Amelia Harris.

Izzie and Preston both introduced themselves to Dr. Harris, who in turn spoke as they walked to the room Denny was ready
for transport in. After collecting Denny. Izzie and Preston both shook Dr. Harris’ hand once more and thanked her for her
help, and they wheeled Denny to the roof, and got him loaded into the helicopter. When they had gotten in themselves,
Izzie sat in a seat near Denny’s face, holding his hand in her own. Preston watched her silently for a moment. “Izzie,” he
said softly, noticing the softened yet worried expression on her young face. “Are you okay?” Preston asked in concern.

Izzie, in turn nodded, almost as if out of habit. “Yeah…I guess even though he is right here, within touching distance,” she
said, making a show so Preston would see she was holding Denny’s hand, “part of me still feels like it’s unreal.”

Preston nodded, understanding. “Just try to remember,” he said, keeping a soft tone, “he is alive.”
Pausing, Preston reached foreward, taking her free hand and placing it to Denny’s chest so she could feel his heart
beat. “He’s just in a coma. Give it time, I have faith that he’ll wake up, now that the two of you have been reunited.”