How far we've come. I remember when I heard that song the first time on the radio. It makes you think. Think about where you've been, where you are, and where you're going.

She smiled at him as she sat down beside him. He kissed her lightly on the lips. Intertwining her fingers with his under the table, she stroked his hand.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." She smiled back. She looked around the table at everyone.

It's actually kind of weird to think about it. If you really think about all the mistakes, all the hurt, and all the happy times, it really makes you grateful for what you have. It's actually kind of funny how everything turned out for the five interns who started their internship under Dr. Bailey (The Nazi). I can still remember how scared we all were and looking back we probably got more than we bargained for. After all the crap we all put up with over the years of our internship and residency, that it's hard to believe we're all still standing as attendings.

"Alright, alright, break it up." Christina hollered making them pull back from the soft lip lock they were sharing. She set the stuffing on the table trying to juggle it with her large belly.

Meredith giggled. "Oh like you're so much better."

Burke seemed like a distant memory to us all. He left a while ago which didn't bother Christina at all. If nothing else it helped her get over him faster. After I heard she was pregnant with Burke's baby out first year of internship, I thought that was it for her. When they got in engaged, I really though she was done. He was the one. The one she would spend the rest of her life with. Who knew almost nine and a half years after the failed wedding, she'd be married and on baby number two? She met Jeffery Lake five or so years ago. They got married after nearly two years of dating. It didn't take long for her to get pregnant with Michael. He's a sweetheart and will be turning three in a couple of months. Their daughter (considering the name Emily) is due in two months in February. She's happier than I've ever seen her and even though she would never admit it, she's softened up since the birth of Michael.

Jeff walked in carrying Michael in one arm and a bowl in the other.

"Actually going to get off your lazy butt, Sloan?" He smirked as Mark pushed by.

"Your wife and her pregnancy hormones are scaring me." He laughed.

"That is why I am proud to call you my wife." He said kissing her.

"Hey, hey, hey break it up!" Meredith laughed.

"Break what up?" Izzie asked walking into the room.

After everything settled again, Izzie and Alex hooked up again. In the beginning, it was like a replay of our internship between them. Alex was Evil Spawn. Izzie was Izzie… 'Barbie Izzie.' They began with the friendship which led to harmless flirting. Eventually, it was just like old times between the two (before the cheating). Izzie wasn't sure for a while in the beginning as to be expected… none of us really were. By the time their first year anniversary of dating rolled around the worry subsided and was replaced with bliss. About five years ago they got engaged and married soon following. About six months later, they announced that she was pregnant. Nine months later, Abigail Kerev joined the growing family. She's a complete angel. Now, she's a couple months short of five.

"Nothing." Meredith giggled as Izzie looked around confused.

"Whatever." She sighed. "Abby, wash your hands and come sit down. Okay?"

"Yes Mama." Abby called from the other room.

"Hey!" George yelled from the doorway as he walked it carrying bags.

"Hey, George." They all called back.

"Hey, Guys." Mary said. "I'm back!"

"About time you get here, Mary." Meredith laughed.

Mary giggled. "Miss me much?"

George met Mary almost three years ago. She owns a bakery not far from the hospital and makes the best baked goods… Don't tell Izzie. They hit it off instantly as we all did with Mary and she was definitely welcomed to the family when George proposed last year. They just got married about six mouths ago and spent ten days in the Bahamas where Baby O'Malley (as we call the baby since we don't know the sex) was made. The due date was in three months at the end of March and we're all ecstatic for them. Mary had spent the last couple of weeks in northern California at a convention and not that I would tell her, but we missed her a lot while she was gone.

George and Mary joined us in the dinning room and Mary hugged Meredith who didn't bother to get up. Izzie lit the candles and gave them each a hug. Mark walked in and greeted both of them as did Jeff when he finally came back followed by Christina.

"Where's my food? You promised food for the pregnant women!" She huffed.

"I smuggled some out but got a little hungry." She laughed.

Soon the room was filled with life and Izzie left to get all the kids into the dinning room for Christmas dinner.

Mark and I are as happy as can be. Our marriage is blissful and just as passionate as it was when it started. After a week and a half on a cruise in the Caribbean, I came back pregnant. I gave birth to twins, Nathaniel Markus Sloan and Nicole Ellis Sloan, and they will be eight in April of next month. Two years later, I was pregnant again with Samantha Taylor Sloan. Now, she's almost six. And finally, now, I am pregnant with number four Katherine Lynn Sloan, and she's due next month. I can already tell that even though Nathaniel is only five minutes older than Nicole, he is going to be protective of his sisters. He's already watching my stomach carefully. Both of the twins got into sports, probably thanks to their father. Nathaniel loves little league baseball and is getting into football. Nikki is my little soccer player. Sammy is into more of the girly stuff like cheerleading, but she's still young. As for me and Mark, we're happy just the way things are. We have a family and we have each other.

She looked around at the large extended family.

"Only six women out of twenty." She mumbled more to herself.

"Yeah. I hear one of them's a model. Seriously, like that's going to help with the respect thing?"

"You're Cristina, right?"

"Which resident you assigned to? I got Bailey."

"The Nazi? Yeah, me too." She sighed.


"You got the Nazi? So did I. At least we'll be tortured together, right? I'm George O'Malley, uh, we met at the mixer, you had a black dress with a slit up the side, strappy sandals..." George said. "And now you think I'm gay"

"Uh-huh." Christina said walking away.

"No, I'm not gay, it's, ah, it's just that, you know, you were, I mean, you were very, unforgettable."


"I thought the Nazi would be...the Nazi." Meredith said.

"Maybe it's professional jealousy. Maybe she's brilliant, and they call her Nazi because they're jealous. Maybe she's nice." Izzie said putting up her hair.
"Let me guess. You're the model." Christina almost laughed.
"Hi, I'm Isabel Stevens, but everyone calls me Izzie."

She smiled at the memories then looked over at her husband and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He looked over and smiled wrapping his hand around hers.

"I love you." He mouthed.

"I love you too." She mouthed back.

Even though it was a hell of a ride and there was pain and broken hearts, I wouldn't trade it for the world. It made getting there just so much sweeter. I grew up lacking a family and now I have one. One full of kids and friends and memories and I wouldn't trade that for anything.


THE END!!!!!

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