Ballet in the O.R.

Ivy sighs as she leans against her locker as Jackson changes, "I'm so glad that I don't have to do mandated therapy."

Jackson kisses her before turning back to his locker, "Yeah, why don't you have to do it?"

"Because I already go to therapy to make sure I stay out of psych. Also to deal with the dead brothers thing, the mom hating me thing, the seeing the best friend killed thing, the-"

"You have to many things. No more. We are gonna be surgeons with great lives and no more terrible things, okay?" Jackson cuts her off.

"Fine," her pager beeps, "I have an incoming and I get to work with- Hunt and Riggs. Great," Ivy sighs.

He nods, "Okay, some tips. Don't get punched by Hunt and don't get hit on by Riggs. Be safe, love you," Jackson gives her one last kiss before leaving.

Ivy shouts after him, "Thanks for the unhelpful advice! You're on bath duty tonight!"

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Quickly making her way to the ambulance bay, Ivy meets Hunt and Riggs out there as Riggs asks, "Chest pains, huh?"

She nods, "Yup."

Riggs looks at Hunt, "So, what's he doing here?"

"I told Kepner-"

"Nope, I have one rule for you two. Don't piss me off. I am three months pregnant and I have a mildly risky pregnancy right now because of the attack," she looks at Riggs, "Be warned, I punch harder than Hunt," she looks to Owen, "And I aim much lower. Am I understood?" She questions.

"Completely," they say.

Riggs doesn't let go, "You've turned everyone here against me. The least you can do is let me frigging work."

Hunt argues, "You have no business being here at all."

Ivy shouts, "Hey! What did I just say? If you two can't work together than that's your own damn problem but it better not effect any patients. Speaking of which," she moves towards the ambulance.

"Male, 55, complaining of tightness in the chest," the paramedic tells them.

"Sir, do you have any pain in your left arm?" Ivy asks.

"No, not really. My chest hurts like hell, though," the patient tells her.

Owen dismisses, "Riggs, you can go. I got this."

Ivy rolls her eyes as Riggs argues, "Chest pains. I'll take it."

She smiles, "Sir, what did you eat this morning?"

"A burrito-two burritos."

Hunt looks at Riggs, ignoring the patient and pissing Ivy off, "Its probably not surgical. I'll page someone if it is. Let's go."

Riggs follows as they start to move, "How about you let me do my job?"

"How about you get the hell away-"

"Both of you shut the hell up now. If you don't-" She doesn't get to finish her sentence as the rig behinds them blows up.

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Ivy pushes in a gurney as Amelia comes running up, "Amelia, with me-trauma 2."

They quickly run into the trauma room with Jackson soon joining them, "What the hell was that? Are you okay? What the hell happened to no more things?"

"Jackson, I'm fine. An ambulance just exploded," Ivy waves him off, like it happens everyday.

"What?"

She looks up at him, "Ambulance. Exploded. Now, he has partial thickness burns to the upper chest."

Amelia speaks calmly, "Follw the light with your eyes. Okay. Good."

The mask is taken off his face, "What happened?"

"Your rig exploded, but don't worry. We've got you, okay? You're gonna be okay," Ivy comforts.

The doors open as Bailey comes in, "Oh, Shepherd-Amelia- they need you in trauma one."

"They figure out why that rig blew up?" Jackson asks the chief.

"Uh, fire departments looking at it now," Bailey tells them.

"Oh, my God. It was me. I didn't secure the oxygen tank. Johnny's always saying...he's gonna kill me," the patient cries.

Amelia comforts him, "It was an accident, and he knows that."

The patient continues, "He's gonna kill me."

As Ivy puts the mask back on him, Jackson tells him, "Don't arch your neck. All right."

Ivy follows after Amelia, Bailey following her to trauma one to find Hunt and Riggs arguing, "Your plan works great."

Hunt kicks Riggs out and calls Ivy over. She rolls her eyes before making her way to the patient, "You need to work with him. For the better of patients. No more of this crap. The patient needs both of you. Not just one of you."

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Amelia gives them a neuro update, "ICP is normalizing. This drain is doing the trick."

Owen nods, "We'll observe him tonight. And I'll take him up to the O.R. tomorrow and repair the liver lac. Ivy, you free?"

Ivy thinks, "Uh, yeah. Just let me know."

"Great. I'll go scrub in and remove the drain at the same time," Ivy hands her sister the tablet and makes her way out of the room.

She finds Bailey and gives her an update, "So, Hunt and I will do the liver lac tomorrow. How is the, uh, partner?"

"Stable. Worried about his friend. You should have cardio there, too, so bring in Riggs just to be safe," Bailey says, causing Ivy to roll her eyes, "I'm sorry?"

"You know there was an explosion in the E.R. this morning. I don't want one in my O.R. Plus, my pregnancy is still risky and I'm supposed to avoid major stress. Being in an O.R. with Riggs and Hunt is like putting a bonfire next to a stack of dynamite," Ivy explains.

"You make a good point," Bailey sighs.

Ivy nods, walking away, "Of course I'm right. I'm a Shepherd, it's in our blood."

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Jackson tosses Christopher in the air and catches him as Ivy and Alexus read a book on the couch, "Will you be careful with him? I don't want him to hit his head. Here, Chris, Allie and I are reading , you want to join us?"