New Board

Ivy sits in a board room, reading over the protocals the foundation sent her and Jackson as the rest of the room complains, "Jackson Avery really has a bigger say than most of us in running this hospital?"

"That can't be true. Can it, Ivy?" Cristina asks her.

Derek answers before she can, "Well, he's a voting member of the management team and he also partly represents the Harper Avery Foundation with my little sister."

Callie nods, "And their 175 million bucks."

"As opposed to our $15 million apiece. Well, technically, doesn't Ivy have more of a say than any of us?" Arizona asks.

"You guys, Jackson has been in board meetings since he was 15 and I have experience helping run this hospital. Just relax," Ivy tells the group.

Derek looks at his sister, "According to Stan, not only do you two have the deciding vote, you can veto ours."

Cristina sits down, "This is ridiculous. You two are fellows."

"So are you."

"Yes, but he's a plastics fellow and you're-" she starts.

Ivy shakes her head, "No. Don't insult his specialty just cause you couldn't do it. And don't turn on me! I didn't ask for this, didn't ask for this."

Meredith tries to mediate, "Well, let's not overreact. I mean, it is Jackson and Ivy. They aren't some corporate strangers. They are one of us."

Derek nods, "No, you're right. They are smart kids. They will follow our lead."

"Um, we have to follow some things from the foundation. I mean, Jackson and I were up all night the past-"

"No, no. We made this plan. We pulled it together. Look, I'm grateful to Harper Avery for an infusion of cash, but I'm-I'm not gonna let some-some..." Callie starts.

Cristina fills in the blank, "Plastics fellow?"

"Plastics fellow tell me-"

Ivy interrupts her, "No. I'm gonna stop you. In case you forgot, your daughters father was a Plastics surgeon. Don't you dare talk down to Jackson because of your belief that you're better than him. Cause I hate to break it to you, but you belong in this group just about as much as Jackson does. So shut it and let's wait for him to get here."

Everybody goes silent and waits for Jackson. Ivy has to go back to reading over the materials that Catherine sent her and Jackson.

"I'm sorry, guys. I was running on time, and then my last rounds patient turned into a crier. Pow," Jackson says as he opens the box of donuts.

Ivy quickly takes one, "Its okay, we were waiting to start discussing the E.R.s."

They share a look, knowing that what the foundation told them isn't going to go over well, "Oh, yes. Um, we're not ready for that just yet."

"If you two need more time with the material, we can go ahead-" Derek tells the couple.

"No, no, we've-we've read it. Uh, it's just that the Foundation feels like the E.R. is not a forgone conclusion. They need a site visit, a chance to look over the numbers. It could be a month before a decision," Jackson tells them.

Arizona chuckles, "Okay. The foundation knows we plan on getting our level one trauma designation back, right?"

Ivy nods, "Yes. I have had a couple discussions with them concerning it."

"I think we should table this until we can bring in Owen," Cristina says.

Ivy and Jackson share a look before Ivy speaks, "Two things. One, do you not trust me to get my own E.R. back?"

As Ivy struggles to say the next part, Jackson jumps in, "And two, since we are starting fresh, the thought is that new leadership would be good for morale."

"What, like, uh, chief of surgery?" Cristina asks.

"Oh, no way," Callie denies.

Meredith looks at Ivy, "Firing Owen?"

Cristina shakes her head, "Okay, we're not firing Owen."

"Okay. Well, the foundation thinks that-"

Callie interrupts, "Your mother."

Ivy tries, "The Harper Avery Foundation-"

"His mother, Ivy. Just say it," Calkie tells her mentee.

"Its just a recommendation. And we can't allow personal feelings to control this. The foundation is a third party source that frankly doesn't care how any of us feel," Ivy directs towards Cristina.

"Okay, this is getting us nowhere. I have surgery," Arizona closes her notebook.

Derek agrees, "Yeah. Me, too. We should get back to this."

Cristina makes one last comment, "You know, I dont care who is giving you two your matching orders, this thing with Owen is not happening. And I can't believe you would even think about it, Ivy."

Ivy shakes her head, "You may hate this, but without the Harper Avery Foundation, none of us are here."

"And we appreciate that. But no one expected them to come in and start dicating policy," Meredith tells them.

"What do you think they do on a daily basis? This is their jobs, now ours. We need to deal with it. No decision is final until we actually discuss it instead of fighting," Ivy counteracts, packing her stuff up.

Meredith and Cristina leave as Jackson and Ivy sigh, "This is gonna be a fight."

Jackson looks at her, "Yeah, how were they before I got here?"

Ivy chuckles, "Bitching about you being a Plastics fellow."

"Isn't the first time that's happen and doubt it will be the last."

"I know. Brad is here and I'm going to go say hi," Ivy hugs her boyfriend.

He kisses the top of her head, "Say hi to him for me. I have to go and try not to piss anyone else on the board off."

"Good luck. They get pissed pretty easily."

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Ivy hears yelling coming from Owen, Jackson and Derek, "Hey, you three. In here now."

She shoves them into a conference room, "Shut up. You three are leaders of this hospital. You can't be yelling at each other in the halls! Now, Hunt, there is some discussion. We are fighting it at all levels."

"No. I'm through just sitting tight. With you all lying to me. You said that we are all in this together. You quit on me," Owen yells at her.

"You understood why I had to quit!" Ivy shouts back.

"I'm just the poor sucker who's been running around trying to fix this that you all made!" Owen continues.

Derek stops him, "You don't! You do not want to get into whose responsibility this is. You don't want to get into who's responsible for all of this. You don't!"

Owen sighs before looking at his mentee, "Well, I can make this decision easier for you. I quit."

He then walks out with Jackson following him. Ivy turns to Derek, "What the hell are you thinking?"