"You think talking will help? You think a dixie cup of my swimmers will help? It's crap. This is crap!" Alex ranted. "You just cant go messing with peoples heads like that! Even if she freezes the embryos you think, you think we'll get a chance to use them?! You think she'll still be here? You think she'll survive all this?! You think..."
Meredith reached out to touch his shoulder, but Alex shrugged her off.
"I think... she told me, she told me she was seeing a ghost, ok? And I'm so used to all the crazy chicks in my life that I didn't even... I'm a doctor," Alex continued. "A doctor! And I didn't even think to... and now she's... this is wrong. This isn't how it's supposed to happen."
"I know," Meredith said quietly.
"It's crap."
"I know," she repeated.
"I hate this," he muttered.
"I know."
"This isn't... this isn't how we were..." Alex took a deep breath. "This isn't how I want to do this. This isn't how Izzie and I were supposed to make a baby."
He buried his face in Meredith's shoulder, sobbing heavily.