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- Okay, modern art movement
characterized by

strong colors and fierce
brush strokes,

seven letters,
begins with an "F."

- Ask the Art History major.

- Fauvism.

Painters were called fauves.
It's French for "wild beasts."

- Oh, always were smarter
than me.

- Yeah, but it only took you
20 years

to figure it out, though,
right?

- You're gonna have to
eat fast,

because we're due at
the hospital in a half hour

for your clinical trial eval.

- You know, speaking of which,
I had some time open up

in my schedule this morning,

so I was just thinking,
you know--

- Okay, you can come,
but no doctoring.

- No doctoring.
- Danny.

- I promise.

No doctoring.

- Saw Robin and her mother
in the atrium.

- Okay.

- You must be happy to have
her back in town.

- Look, Ava, we have to
share the same space,

so how about we just try

and keep it professional,
okay?

- Still taking
the antiretrovirals,

by the way.

- You know I've loved
having you crash with me.

- The laundry, I know.
It won't happen again.

- It's the third time this week

you've left wet clothes
overnight.

What kind of grown man
can't follow a timer?

- What kind of grown man buys
a sofa secondhand?

My back's killing me.

- Honestly, dude,
don't you think it's about time

you started thinking about

pulling the trigger on
an apartment?

- Yeah, when I find one
I like, sure.

- All right, just level
with me.

Are you holding out hope that

there's gonna be a reunion
with Natalie?

- What?
No.

She's done with me.

She's made that
perfectly clear.

What is it, Kol?
What do you see, huh?

What the...

Oh, my God, it's a body.

Frozen solid, no pulse.

- I'm calling it in.

Jay, hang on.
I feel something.

She's alive.

- Will, Baghdad's open.
What do you have?

- Jane Doe,
found her frozen in the snow

in Jay's neighborhood.

Miss, can you tell me
your name?

- Any idea how she got there?

- No overt signs of trauma,

did smell alcohol
on her breath.

CPD's working the scene.

Hey, you know the drill.
One...two...three...

Let's swap these blankets
out for warmer ones

and get these wet clothes
off her.

- Whoa, whoa.

No wonder she's frozen, got
down to 10 degrees last night.

- Shawn, get a temperature.
Lucy, warm saline, two liters.

- On it.

- Frostbite to her extremities.

- Temp's only 31 degrees
Celsius.

- Miss?
- My hands...

- You're at Chicago Med.
Can you tell me your name?

- My ring--
where's my wedding ring?

- Get new hot packs behind
her neck and in her armpits,

CBC BMP, coags
and a urine tox screen,

specifically for flunitrazepam.
- On it.

- Date rape drug?

You think she was
sexually assaulted?

- And probably robbed.

No cell phone or purse,
could have taken

her wedding ring, too.

- And dumped her in the snow.

- I'm gonna call Jay,
see what they turned up.

- All right, wait a minute.

Do you remember when
you had that party,

that kind of New Orleans
style--what kind of party...?

- Fourth of July party.

- Well, I always threw
the best parties,

but that was one for the books.

- Pretty sure I ate half
my weight in crawfish that day.

- You did.
- You did.

- I did, yes.

- And you had on that
really beautiful red sundress

that you made.

- I did.
- Yeah.

- Looked pretty damn good
in that dress, too.

- I looked good in that dress.
- Looks good in red, right?

- Hate to break up the party,
folks,

but I come bearing good news.

- Oh, Dr. Singh,
we love good news.

- Caroline, your blood
and urine samples were normal.

Just need to do
a quick physical exam,

and then the last step is to
send you for scans.

If you follow me...

- Okay, okay.
Wanna come?

- Yep.
- All right.

- It's nice of you to clear
your morning.

I'm sure CeCe appreciates it.

- Just trying to keep
everybody's spirits up.

- Yeah, well,
I'll check in later.

- Thanks for stopping by.

- Okay.

- She's hearing my murmur.

- Had it since she was
a little girl.

- No, I'm actually hearing
a double gallop.

- A double gallop?

Isn't that usually from
a valve issue?

- We'll need an echo
to confirm,

but that tends
to be the cause, yes.

I'm sorry, I'll have to hold

the clinical trial evaluation
for now.

I'll page cardiology.

- Can you page Dr. Rhodes?

- Tell him it's for
Caroline Charles.

- Morning.

- How's Owen?
- He's doing well.

Everything good with you?

- Yeah.

Therapy's been going well.

- That's great, Will.
I'm really glad to hear that.

Oh--uh, I almost forgot...

- What's up?

- Your mail.

- Sorry about that.

- No, don't be.

- Should change my address.

- What?
I didn't say that.

I...
- Have a good day, Natalie.

- Dr. Halstead,
Jane Doe's test results.

- Did you hear?

CPD stopped by
and dropped this off.

Her wedding ring.

- Where'd they find it?

- In the snow
where she passed out.

Her car was parked nearby, too.

Purse and ID were inside.

Her name is Emma Patterson.

- So she wasn't robbed.

- Mm-mm.
What'd her labs turn up?

- No roofie in her system,
but her blood alcohol was 300.

- Whoa.

So maybe she just got wasted
and passed out.

- Then what happened to
her clothes?

- Right.

- Let me know as soon
as she wakes up.

- Hmm.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hey, Ethan...

Um, Shirley and Elijah and I
are going to

check out a band at
the Hideout tonight.

Since you haven't accused me

of murdering any patients
lately...

- April, again, I'm sorry.

- You should come.

I'd like to reset,
try being friends again.

- I'd love to go.

It's just I have plans already.

- Vicki?

- What?

We're friends, right?

I mean, we should be able
to talk about our dating lives.

Okay, yeah, with Vicki.

I'm actually meeting
the parents tonight.

- Wow.

It's a big step.

- Some help over here!

- Hey.
I'm Dr. Choi, what's going on?

- We were driving when Tommy
started complaining

of a headache.

- We thought it was
a migraine.

A few minutes later,
he started vomiting.

- Okay.
Hey, Thomas...

Thomas, can you open your eyes
for me?

- The light--it hurts.
- All right, he's burning up.

- He has acute lymphocytic
leukemia.

- All right.

Thomas--Thomas, can you touch
your chin to your chest?

- Stiff neck.

- Could be meningitis.

Let's have a look at him
in the E.D.

- I'll let Maggie know
we're coming.

- Grade 4 plus mitral
regurgitation?

I mean, what does that
even mean?

- In addition to your lymphoma,

you are, unfortunately,
in heart failure.

- It was that chemo, wasn't it?

I knew we shouldn't have done
the second round.

- Some anti-cancer agents
can have cardio toxic effect.

- What are the treatments?
Is it valve replacement?

- Normally, yes, but given
the progression of your cancer,

the surgery is just too risky.

So I recommend that
we treat with medication.

- And how long will it take
to show improvement

in her cardiac function?

- There's no way to know
for sure,

but a couple of months,
at least.

- But the clinical trial starts
in two weeks.

There's no way she'll be
accepted if she's still

being treated for
heart failure.

- It's okay.
There'll be other trials.

- Honey, there are new trials
being presented all the time.

All the time.

- I'm gonna give you guys
some time.

- Connor...

This clinical trial,
it's my mom's last hope.

Without it, she won't live
more than a few months.

If my mom agrees to
the surgery,

I want you to do it.

- Look, Robin, I understand

how overwhelming
all of this is,

but I...I can't do that.

- What do you mean you can't?

Oh, you mean you won't.

- Look, there is a 30 to 50%
chance of operative mortality.

- Since when have you
shied away from

a challenging surgery?

- It is because
it's your mother that

I'm not willing to chance it.

Robin, take the time that
you have with her.

Months are better than hours.
We could lose her on the table.

- And if it goes well,
you could give her years.

Please, Connor, if anyone can
bring her through, it is you.

- I'm sorry, but no.

- Wow.

I thought I could rely on you.

- Robin, you have to trust me,
okay?

I am looking out for
both you and your mother.

- Thomas's lumbar puncture
confirmed

he has viral meningitis,

most likely because
he's immunosuppressed.

- I thought he was finally
out of the woods.

- Kid can't catch a break.

- Unfortunately,
it appears Thomas's leukemia

has progressed, as well.

His white blood cell count
is 48,000,

much higher than I'd expect
from viral meningitis alone.

- You're saying--you're saying
the chemo isn't working?

- I'm sorry.

We're gonna start him
on antivirals

to help treat the infection.

- And then what?
A bone marrow transplant?

- That's the next step.

It may give him time.

- Our younger son, Gavin,
will donate to his brother.

- Transplants from minors
are extremely rare.

Your oncologist will evaluate
all potential donors first--

- No, uh, you don't understand.

- We conceived Gavin in vitro

so he would be the perfect
genetic match to Thomas.

He's already donated cord blood
and a kidney.

- Gavin was conceived to save
his brother's life?

- I know how it sounds,
but we've been battling this

since Thomas was a toddler.

- Without him...

Thomas wouldn't have made it
past his fifth birthday.

- Ms. Patterson, do you know
how you ended up in the snow?

- Call me Emma.

Um, couple of us were at
the office working late.

We opened a few bottles
of wine, had too much to drink.

So I Uber'd home
and left my keys.

Last thing I remember is trying
to get into my house.

- You Uber'd home?
- Mm-hmm.

- 'Cause they found
your car nearby

with your phone and keys in it.

- Okay, truthfully,
I was hammered,

and I didn't want you to know
that I drove.

I know how irresponsible
that was.

- Any idea what happened to
your clothes?

You were only wearing a slip
under your coat.

Right.
Um...

I spilled red wine on my dress.
I left it at the office.

God, my hands are killing me.

- Lucy, 4 of morphine.

- You mentioned
your wedding ring earlier...

- Yeah, did you find it?
- We did.

We got it in a safe place
for you.

- Thank God.

- If you want, we can call
your spouse for you.

- No, no, no, no, no.

I don't wanna worry Shelly.

- Okay, but you are gonna be
here overnight.

We need to monitor the severity
of your frostbite

for at least 24 hours.

- Well, my wife is
on a business trip.

If you call her, she'll just
hop on the first flight back.

There's really nothing
she can do, right?

- Just let us know if
you change your mind.

- Okay.

- Bit shifty, no?
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, we all have our nights,

but they don't end up
passed out in the snow.

- Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised
if she's trying to hide

a substance abuse problem
from her wife.

Do me a favor,
look in her records

for past hospitalizations,

anything related to
drug or alcohol abuse.

- Yeah.

- Hey, why'd you take on
Caroline's case

if you're not gonna see it
through?

The last thing she needs
right now is to be

passed off on another doctor.

- Whoa, wait a second,
what are you talking about?

- We all agreed that

the surgery's
too dangerous, right?

Mortality rate's too high.

Now, all of a sudden,
Dr. Bekker's giving her

the green light?

- Dr. Bekker advocated for
the surgery?

- Advocated?
She agreed to do it.

- I'm gonna take care of this.

- Hey, Maggie,
I have to take off for a bit.

Dr. Peters is gonna stay
and cover for me.

- Is everything okay?
Is Owen all right?

- No, he's fine.
It's Sophie.

- Wasn't she discharged
a few days ago?

- Yeah, but Phillip
just called.

Apparently, she's been crying
for hours.

He can't get her to stop.

- Why doesn't he just bring
her in?

- The last thing Sophie
needs is a trip in the cold,

especially if it's nothing.

- Call me if you need anything.
- Thanks.

- Oh, Will, good.

I've been doing some digging.

I can't find any sign
of substance abuse

in Emma Patterson's records.

- Huh.

Usually my gut doesn't lie.

- Well, hold on, didn't you say

you found her in
Jay's neighborhood?

- Yeah.

- And she told us that was
her neighborhood,

but look at this.

Her current address
is Wilmette.

- Okay, so she passed out
on someone else's lawn,

in her lingerie...

- And didn't want us to call
her wife.

- She's having an affair.

- Certainly looks that way.

Oh, man.

- Mags.
- Mm-hmm?

- You know where Natalie
was off to?

I thought she was
working today.

- She took some personal time.

- With her medical bag?

- She's making a house call.

- Okay, Gavin, can you make
a fist for me?

Tight, tight, tight.

Okay, just gonna feel
a little prick.

It's not too bad, right?

- No, but...

- What's up, buddy?

- When they take
my bone marrow,

is it gonna hurt?

Last time, with the kidney,
I was so sore after.

I missed a lot of school.
I had to quit hockey.

- Sorry, bud.

That doesn't sound too fun.

This time it shouldn't be
as rough, though.

The doctor will just take
some stem cells

out of your hip bone.

- And it won't take long.

You'll be asleep
the whole time.

- Asleep?
- Yeah.

They'll give you anesthesia.

- No, I can't.
I don't want that again.

- Gavin, did you have
a bad reaction last time?

- It was so scary.

I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't scream.

- When you were waking up?

- It felt like there was
a pillow over my face.

I was gonna die.

- Hey, hey, hey.

Take a deep breath, Gavin,
okay?

There you go.

- Will it happen again?

- Hopefully not.

- No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

- Gavin, Gavin, look at me.

Look in my eyes.

Let's take some
deep breaths slowly.

In...and out.

Slower, slow down.

Let me see your chest fill up
big...and relax.

- She went behind my back
and tried to poach my patient.

- Is this true, Dr. Bekker?

- Hardly, I was offering
a second opinion.

- You gotta be kidding me.

- The patient daughter's had
already requested

the surgery directly.

- You had no right to insert
yourself.

- And honor the family's wishes
when you'd refused?

Admit it, you're gun shy

because it's your
ex-girlfriend's mother.

- Oh, come on, that is absurd.

I am acting in my patient's
best interest.

- That's enough.
- You mean my patient.

- Really?

- You two may think
I'm fascinated

by your little soap opera,
but I couldn't care less.

When you clock into
this hospital,

you leave that mess at
the door.

Dr. Bekker, your lack of

professional etiquette
is glaring.

But Caroline Charles has
the right

to determine her own care.

Dr. Rhodes, if you won't
perform the surgery,

Dr. Bekker will.

- Thank you.

- Not so fast.

Now, Caroline is still
my patient,

so if this surgery
is gonna happen,

I'm gonna do it.

- What do you mean
he doesn't wanna donate?

- What did you say to him?

You have no business
scaring him.

- I wasn't trying to scare him.

Gavin had questions.
I answered him honestly,

because ultimately
it's his decision.

- We're his parents.
- I still need his assent.

We won't put him
under anesthesia without it.

- Dr. Choi.

- My head.
God, it hurts.

- Oh, God.

- He's tachycardic.

- BP's 88 over 50.
Pressure's low.

- What's happening?

- Bolus a liter of saline

and give him 30 milligrams
ketorolac IV.

- I thought you said
the antivirals

would help his infection.

- They take time,
but I'm not convinced this

is all from the infection.

Pain is a stimulant.

I would expect his blood
pressure to be high, not low.

- Meds are in.
- So then what is going on?

He's getting worse.

- I'm not sure yet,
but I'm gonna find out.

April, let's get a random
cortisol and a head CT.

- Gavin, honey,
your brother is really sick.

He needs you.

- You wanna help him,
don't you, son?

- Yeah.

I'll do it.

I wanna donate, Dr. Choi.

- Oh, sweetie.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You know if
Natalie's back yet?

- Mm-mm, I don't think so.

- Did she say who
she was going to see?

- Will...

- It's Phillip, isn't it?
- Will, stop.

You know I'm friends
with both of you.

Just let sleeping dogs lie...

For now.

- Hey, Nat, it's me.

I guess you're busy.

Uh, call me when you get this.

- How's everybody doing?

- Good, Dad.

- Honey, do you mind if I grab
a quick moment with your mom?

- Sure.

Okay.

- I'm fine, go.
- All right.

Thanks, Dad.

- Oh, God, there's that look.

- What look?

- That look you always get
when you're about to shrink me.

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

- Shrink you?
- Mm-hmm.

- Never.

So, um, how you feeling?

- Terrified.

- Honey, you know that
up until the moment

they wheel you into that O.R.,
you can change your mind.

You know that, right?

- I can't.

I can't because
Robin begged me.

She begged me, Danny.
She begged me to do this.

And when your little baby
begs you to fight, you fight.

Right?

- Of course, of course,
of course.

Shh-shh-shh-shh.

You know what?
It's cold in here.

Are you cold?
Let me get you another blanket.

Get you another blanket?
Okay.

- Thank you.

- Better?
- Yeah, thank you.

- Hey, um...

You know, I just--um...

I just wanted to tell you
how much, um...

How much I s--

- What?

- I just wanna tell you

that I think
you're gonna do great.

And I'm gonna see you in
a little while, okay?

Okay.

- Where's Emma Patterson's
room?

- May I have your name, please?

I'm sorry, ma'am, you cannot
just walk in there.

- Shelly, how did you know
I was here?

- The insurance called me.
Oh, my God, look at you.

- I'm gonna be okay, honey.
Thank you for checking on me.

- I saw your car outside of
Ann's house, Emma.

- Let's all take a breath,
okay?

- I know how this looks.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- This isn't the first time!

- I swear, I wasn't planning on
doing anything.

- What the hell
were you doing there?

- Okay, that's it, outside now.
Your wife's still recovering.

- Wife?
You mean ex-wife.

- Shelly, I'm so sorry.
- Emma, I'm serious.

Leave me and my girlfriend
alone.

If you come near us again,
I'm calling the cops.

- Okay, that's enough.
Let's go, here we go.

- It's nothing serious.

- Okay, but the crying,

it's not gonna affect
her heart condition, right?

- No, no, it's just colic.

- So she'll be crying like this
for hours each day

for how long--a week or two?

- Probably a little bit longer.

Most babies stop around
three or four months.

But the best thing you can do
is just try and soothe her,

just like this.

- Okay, right.
Yeah.

- Wow, I love
the little clouds.

- My wife painted them.

And I nearly had a heart attack
when I came in here,

and I saw her standing alone
up on that ladder.

But she insisted we get
the nursery done

before Sophie arrived.

- Aww.

- I--I haven't had time to
unpack the rest of the house.

It's so strange, it's like,

each day gets better and worse
at the same time.

- Grief isn't linear,
at least not in my experience.

- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.

- When did you know that it was
time to take your ring off?

I noticed you were still
wearing it a few weeks ago.

- Oh, um, that wasn't
my wedding ring.

That was my engagement ring.

- Oh, I didn't know.

- That's okay.

Uh, we're not...

He and I aren't
in a great place, so...

- I'm sorry.
- No.

Did you hear that?
- What?

Sophie fell asleep.

- Oh, that's amazing.
- Yeah.

- Okay, uh...I can put
her down.

- No, no, no, no, no.

It takes a while for them
to get into deep sleep.

I got it.
- Okay.

- Yeah.

- Ah, thank you.

- Yeah.

- Well?

- I asked Gavin
if he wanted to donate.

He very clearly said yes.

- The kid's scared out of
his mind, I'm telling you.

- He agreed under duress,
Ms. Goodwin.

- April, duress is nearly
impossible to prove.

- He's 11 years old.
He's already given a kidney.

- At some point, we have to
take into account

what Gavin wants.

He can't just be
a means to an end.

- I get it, Dr. Choi.
Trust me, I do.

But the Kramers don't want
to hurt Gavin.

They want to keep Thomas alive.

It's an impossible situation.

And if he doesn't voice
his reservations directly,

my hands are tied.

I can't stop the transplant
from moving forward.

- What do you think
you're doing?

- What does it look like
I'm doing?

I'm scrubbing in.

Oh, come on, you didn't think

you were going to perform
a surgery without me?

This is my floor.

- You don't take on
cases this risky.

You're too worried
about your stats.

You know, I would say that
you were doing this

to get under my skin, but even
you wouldn't stoop that low.

Or--or would you?

- Wow.

Your egotism is
truly boundless, isn't it?

All right,
you want it straight?

I agreed to do the surgery
because

I'm the best CT surgeon
in this hospital.

I'm confident I can pull
Caroline through.

And if you're not, then stay
the hell out of my O.R.

- Hey, your temperature's up,

kidneys are making urine,
all good signs.

- You think I'm insane,
don't you?

- I'm not judging.
Breakups are tough.

- I didn't intend to go
over there, I swear.

I'd just been drinking
and I couldn't sleep.

So I throw on my coat
and the next thing I knew,

I was parked outside
her girlfriend's house.

- Listen, we all make mistakes.
I get it.

I just mean you shouldn't be
too hard on yourself.

- Thank you for saying that.

Everybody says
I should let it go.

But...

I know that Shelly
still loves me.

She came to the hospital,
right?

She wanted to see me.

Don't you think that's
a good sign?

- How are your hands feeling?

- Um, okay.

My right one's still
really throbbing.

But my left one, I actually
don't feel anything at all.

- Nothing?
- Mm-mm.

- Maggie.
- Yeah?

- Oh, God, why does it
look like that?

- The tissue's dead.

- Page burn service right away.
- Yeah.

- Retractor's in place.
I can see the entire valve.

Scissors.

Starting with
the anterior leaflets...

- Hold on.

Those, uh, those cords aren't
as diseased

as I would have imagined.

I think you can
just repair them,

avoid replacing the valve.

- If I do that
and the repair fails,

she's gonna be back on
the table in 6 months.

- That's if it fails.

- I'm not taking that risk.

- And if it doesn't, she'll be
in better shape long term.

She won't have to take
blood thinners--

- I'm not gonna do it.

Like I said, starting on
the anterior leaflets.

- Thomas's latest test results
just came in.

- Wait, his head CT's negative.

His random cortisol is
really low.

- He didn't drop
his blood pressure

because of the infection.

- He's in adrenal crisis,
but that would only happen

if he'd stopped taking
his prednisone.

- Isn't that part of
his chemo regimen?

- Please don't tell
my parents.

- Why'd you stop taking
your prednisone?

- If it's making you sick,

the oncologist
can adjust the dose.

Thomas.

- Not just the prednisone.

I stopped taking all of
my chemo drugs.

I just--I don't
wanna do it anymore.

Any of it.

The chemo, the operations,
the doctors' appointments...

I'm in pain all the time,

and my little brother's
suffering, too.

- What's going on here?

- Nothing.

- What were you talking
to him about?

- Hey.

I know you're scared of
disappointing your parents,

but you need to tell them
how you feel.

- Disappoint us?

What is she talking about?

- I don't want the transplant.

- Honey...

- I'm sor--I don't
wanna fight anymore.

- Do you know what
you're saying?

- I'll donate.

I'm not scared anymore,
I promise.

- I know,
but I don't want you to.

You're really brave,
but I'm ready to go.

I'm ready.
I'm so sorry.

- It's okay, son.

- You're not disappointing us.

I promise.

- You could never
disappoint us.

- Hey, Nat, it's me.

I guess you're busy,
but call me when you get this.

I'd really like to talk.

How 'bout dinner tonight?

- Thanks.
- Here you go.

- Sophie should be down
for the count,

but if you need anything,
feel free to call.

- Why don't you stay
for dinner?

- Oh, no, I-I-I shouldn't.

Um, but thank you.

- Nothing fancy, I promise.

I was gonna order Chinese food.

And you've been so good at
reminding me to eat,

I figured the least I could do
is return the favor.

- Well, I do love
a good egg drop soup.

- Fantastic.

The place down the street makes
an excellent egg drop soup.

- Really?

- I'm hoping.

- They're gonna amputate
all five fingers.

- Man, the cost of living
in denial.

She just couldn't accept that

that chapter of her life
was over.

- Yeah.

- If nothing else,

hopefully this wakes her up.

- Finishing the left atrial
suture line.

Let's get ready to take off
the cross-clamp.

Start warm blood and stop
cardioplegia.

- Got it.

- She's fibrillating.

- Paddles.

Let's charge to 20.

- Charging.
- Charged.

- Clear.

- Still fibrillating.

- Charge to 30.

- Charged.
- Clear.

- No change.
- Dammit.

Charge to 50.

- If we can't get her into
a sustainable rhythm,

she won't make it off
the table--

- You think I don't know that?
Clear.

- Maximum charge.
- Clear.

- Connor, we can't just keep
defibrillating.

We need to re-arrest her.

- Her heart's too sick.
She'll never come off the pump.

- But we don't have a choice.

- I'm gonna remove
the cross-clamp.

- Are you insane?

Do that and she'll still be
fibrillating,

but without coronary perfusion.
You'll kill her.

- When I was in my fellowship,
we had a patient like this.

He wouldn't convert.

This is the only thing
that worked.

- It's your show.

- Cross-camp off.
- Clamp off: 3:42.

Wow, she's back
in sinus rhythm.

Amazing call, Dr. Rhodes.

- Hey, have fun tonight.

- Will do.

Um, an orchid
and a bottle of whiskey.

- What?
- For Vicki's parents.

Guys always bring flowers
for mom and forget about dad.

- Good tip, thanks.

- Caroline is doing well.

- Oh, my God.

- We hit a bit of
a rough patch...

- But we pulled her through.
She's absolutely fine.

Your mother's a fighter, Robin.
- Thank you.

Thank you so much.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna go meet my mom
in recovery.

Dad?
- Right behind you, honey.

Thank you.

- That was a lucky move
with the cross-clamp.

- Don't you ever put me
in that position again.

- Oh, there you are.

I was just about to text you.

- Sorry,
I was running a little late.

- Oh, no worries.

Uh, so, heads up for tonight,

my dad loves sharing
his travel photography.

So, apologies in advance for
the extended slideshow.

Oh, and my mom is
probably also gonna--

- Vicki, uh...

- What's wrong?

- This isn't right.

- What are you trying to say?

- I'm not being fair to you.

Introducing me to your parents,

I know it's something
you don't take lightly.

So I shouldn't go tonight.

It's about April, isn't it?

- It's not good.
- No, no.

- Uh-huh.
It was really bad.

I had a fanny pack every day
of eighth grade.

And it wasn't
a subtle fanny pack,

it was like---it was like,
neon green.

Well, full disclosure...
- Hmm?

- The fanny pack was there
to house the inhaler.

- No.

- It was an aggressive
fanny pack.

All right, well, you know what?

I am not one to judge,

because rainbow braces,
right here.

- Woof.
Really?

Yeah.

- How did you
make it out alive?

- I have no clue.

- This is so good.

I have not laughed
in a long time.

- Me neither.

I'm sorry,
I shouldn't have done that.

I'm sorry.

- I heard the surgery was
a success.

How's CeCe doing?

- Already requested a cocktail.

That's my girl.

So, what's next?

- Well, they still need to do
the examination,

but I expect she'll
get accepted

into the clinical trial.

- That's not what I meant.

What's next for the two of you?

- Sharon, come on.

Look, maybe I've always been

a bit of a puppy dog
around CeCe,

but she moved on
a long time ago, trust me.

- Mm-hmm.
I wouldn't be too sure.

- Nice view.

- Well, lots of privacy.

Plus brand new floors,
fresh paint on the walls.

You have an in-unit washer
and dryer,

and the kitchen was just
recently remodeled.

- And the building allows pets?

- Yep, there's even a dog park
around the corner.

Look, if you want it, I would
put down a deposit tonight.

Rentals in this area
are going fast.

It'll be gone by tomorrow.

- What do you think?

Should we mingle?
All right.

Hold, hold on.
Whoa.

Kol, come back here.

- Uh, sorry.
Don't worry, he's friendly.

- Sorry, thank you.

- It's okay.
- Kol, come on, bud.

- He all right?

- Agent Lee.

- Dr. Halstead.

Didn't know you live in
this area.

- Oh, I don't.

Well, actually,
I guess I do now.

- Huh.

Well, welcome to
the neighborhood.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.