Dissecting Grey's Anatomy: What A Feelin' Edition

Cristina heads over to McDreamy's surgery, where the good doctor is unaware that Meredith is now the girl with her hand in Bazooka Joe. So she doesn't enlighten him. Once she does finally drop the bomb, so to speak, on McDreamy, wouldn't you know it? Nazi's husband flatlines. Now that's some dramatic tension, folks. He then summons all his powers of dreaminess, channels them into his fists of fury, and from the looks of it, um, punches him in the chest? He does something that looks a bit undoctorly and we were busy munching on prematurely opened Valentine's Day candy—make that Saint Valentine's Day candy—but it looked a lot like a sound pounding was all it needed for the heart to get back to bidness. Three cheers for McDreamy.

Meanwhile, the Chief is getting hysterical and has a bit of an anxiety attack. He's bedridden, and worst of all, Mrs. Chief stops by and forbids him from getting all worked up again.

Nazi, too, is in hysterics mode, but thanks to the empowering words of one George C. O'Malley (okay, we have no idea if that's his middle initial or not, but we like to think it stands for "Cool" or "Calm" or "Can't Keep a Good Intern Down" and anyway, it has a nice flow) and no thanks to the doesn't-handle-pressure-well Dr. Montgomery Shepherd (wait...where does Addison come from again?), she decides to go ahead with the delivery. Of the baby. In her belly. Final tally? Point, O'Malley.

It's also very important to note, not story-wise, but purely for reasons of tickling our funny bone, the scene where Nazi's labor kicks into high gear? Involves the word "va-jay-jay." We're just saying.

So, Nazi, Georgie-boy just helped get you through a very stressful birthing process and even physically propped you up to pop that baby out. How are you gonna repay him? Name the kid after him? Yay! All hail little George. Not that one, though. Dirty. So mama, recovering papa and baby boy are reunited as one big happy family.

George then continues his do-good deeds and comforts Hannah, the fleeing paramedic, and tells her it wasn't her fault and that she was a hero. You know, even though she ran screaming from the room.

Izzie continues to have inappropriate responses to the situation, including uncontrollably laughing at the possibility that her friend may become pink mist, and knocking boots with a now-unimpotent Alex every supply closet or two.

Back in the O.R., the bomb squad discovers that the room is under an oxygen line meaning if the bomb goes off, it could demolish the entire hospital. Comforting fact. So the troupe wheels the gurney, centimeter by centimeter, to a new room. En route, Cristina pops by to see what's up and tries to distract Meredith—in a good way—by telling her that Burke said he loved her for the first time, but that it technically didn't count and she didn't reciprocate cause he told her when she was asleep. Or when he thought she was asleep.

So they get to the new surgical digs and Meredith needs to pull the bomb out from Bazooka Joe while keeping it completely level. Like, nowish. And she hesitates. Of course she does. She starts saying that they need to make sure George and Izzie can stay in the house and bomb squad dude tells her she needs to listen to him. She can pretend he's anyone at all, someone she likes perhaps, but she needs to do what he says and stop blabbing on about her death wishes.

Now, folks. Any guesses as to who she suddenly envisions across from her? No takers? It is a tricky one. Real plotline curve ball. Nope? It's McDreamy. Yeah, we know, it was hard to see that one coming. So she does what he says and pulls out the bomb and the bomb squad dude walks away with it.

And here's where our spidey-senses start tingling. Bomb guy walks slowly out of the room and down the hallway to dismantle the bomb away from the O.R. Meredith walks out to watch him go and BOOM! Oh, bomb guy, we hardly knew ye!

Doctors Burke and McDreamy, now, finally, on a first name basis, emerge from their rooms and share the good news. Not about the bomb guy, but you know, that their patients were saved.

McDreamy asks where "she" is, and after Addison comes running, Mrs. Chief wisely notes that that is not the "she" he was looking for. "She" actually is getting the blood and soot and grime rinsed off her from Izzie and Cristina, a scene which Georgie sees, and which is quite different—though, in Seattlest's powers of observation—quite similar to his part one dream about the gals lathering up. Way to come full circle, guys.

So day's over. Cristina slips in to bed next to Burke and tells him she loves him even though he's asleep, and not fake asleep either.

Meredith, meanwhile, gets herself a little visitor. Guesses? Mmm-hmmm. McDreamy wants to make sure she's okay. She says that all she could think about was that she couldn't remember their last kiss. He does though. Of course he does! It was a Thursday. She was wearing a Dartmouth t-shirt. She smelled like flowers. Blah blah blah more sweet romantic nothings that won't be whispered in Seattlest's ear come Tuesday so we don't care anymore. Though it was something nauseatingly sweet about how it was quick like a habit they'd spend the rest of their lives doing. Ugh.

McDreamy goes to leave and Meredith says it was lavender. The flowers. It was her conditioner. So help us God, if this is the spark that reunites the flame of their love, we will stop at nothing to undermine, manipulate and, well, cry about it. Don't do it! Do not get back together!

Meredith? Final words? Yeah, yeah, we get it. If we knew this was our final day on earth, what would we do. Nicely done.

Bonus: Grey's Anatomy season one comes out on DVD tomorrow. Buy yours here. Or here. Or here. Really, we're not getting a cut of the profits so we could care less where you make your purchase.

Also, be sure and check out this week's podcast with Georgie-boy here.