Well, that was a tearjerker.
You know how people stuff popcorn into their mouths when they go to the movies and something bad happens onscreen? Replace popcorn with Goldfish, and that’s what I did the final 10 minutes of this episode. But before we get to that emotional, tear-inspiring ending, let’s start from the also emotional, also tear-inspiring beginning.
April’s in charge of the monologue tonight, something that foreshadows some sad things to come. “There’s a thing we say when someone dies,” she says. “We say, ‘I’m sorry for your loss.'” The loss she’s referring to? Her own. Last week’s episode ended with Herman telling April and Jackson that their baby was essentially doomed. This week’s episode found April and Jackson dealing with that news—and ultimately doing something about it.
Avery’s usually stone-cold mom, Catherine, is in town and comforts her son and daughter-in-law with surprisingly kind words. She respects April’s religion, advising her to induce labor and hold her baby son “until God takes him.” And this is where the tears begin. The three are huddled together in this dark room, trying to make sense of something impossible to make sense of, and April’s proposing there could be a miracle—that maybe her baby boy won’t die after all. Jackson shoots his mom a look when April says this, but he shouldn’t be surprised: Of course April, a God-loving woman about to lose her unborn baby, is going to wish for a miracle. Wouldn’t anyone—religious or not—wish for a miracle when things are that undoubtedly awful?
No one knows how to help April and Jackson, because there is no way to help. Ben suggests flowers, Callie suggests cooking, but Amelia quietly jumps in to suggest they all light candles in the chapel and simply give the couple their privacy. Amelia doesn’t talk much in this episode, but when she does, she comes off angry and detached. Something is very obviously up, but it’s not until the final minutes we find out why (and, no, she’s not back on drugs—as far as we know, at least).
When Amelia’s not hanging out in the chapel though, she’s trying to give a patient back his vision. She doesn’t think she can do it, but she does think she can shrink his brain tumor and therefore extend his life by a few years—and she ends up succeeding at both. His problem was one of the more interesting of late—as Amelia explained, he can technically see but what he sees goes straight to the subconscious—so this would have been a good opportunity to expand on that. Like, how can someone’s subconscious see a pen fly through the air? Teach us, Grey‘s!
His vision’s return is one of two “miracles” that happen in this episode, with the other one involving a newborn—but, sadly, not April’s. A woman’s rushed into the O.R. after her husband accidentally shoots her, and the doctors soon discover she’s pregnant and ready to give birth. The woman repeatedly screeches she can’t be pregnant, it’s impossible, but then out pops a healthy little girl. How she didn’t know she was pregnant is beyond me, but there’s an entire TLC series built around women not realizing they’re pregnant until a baby comes out, so it must be possible?
On the note of babies, Meredith’s looking for someone to take care of her kids while she goes and has what she calls “emergency sex” with Derek across the country. No one can or wants to except for Maggie. Maggie, who loves kids and likes to bake and has some Girl Scout badges and counts Meredith—her half-sister—as her only friend in Seattle. These admissions prove just how dissimilar she is to Cristina—and just how much sense it would make for her and Meredith to become best friends. After all, Meredith doesn’t need another kid-hating, cynical person. She’s already got one. What she needs is a baker who likes to babysit.
NEXT: Now back to the heavy…