022, "𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗟𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴"

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Chloe was sitting in bed. She looked up as Jackson walked in. He smiled. "Thanks. For letting me crash here," he said as he sat on the bed.

Chloe smiled and shrugged. "It's okay. I need to tell you something."

"What?"

Chloe took a deep breath. "I-I think I wanna leave, Seattle Grace. Too much has happened here. And I'm not happy. I'm really not," she said.

Jackson frowned. He knew that since he and Chloe had broken up, they had become good friends. She was his best friend. And he couldn't imagine being there without her.

"You can't leave Chlo. You have so much going," Jackson told her. He didn't want her to leave.

Chloe smiled. "I'll miss you. But it's for the best that I go. I don't know what more I can do. I'm not happy," she said.

"Chlo, I know all you've been through. You're allowed to be upset. But you can't leave. Where would you go?" He asked as he looked to her.

"New York. I have friends down there. I can finish my residency at a hospital there. I think it's for the best," Chloe said.

Jackson frowned. He knew all too well he wasn't going to let Chloe leave. Not when she had so much at Seattle Grace for her. He just needed to prove it to her.

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Webber looked to the attendings. "I'm throwing down the gauntlet today, people. I've got a $1-million surplus and one department gets it. You know what you need, and I know what you need. Now I want to know what you want. And I'm gonna keep the residents busy, very busy. So that'll give you time to put your best foot forward," he told them.

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In the residents lounge, Webber handed them navy blue scrubs. Chloe frowned. "Navy scrubs? What the?" She asked.

"Attending scrubs. You are attendings today. Run the cases, take point, but don't be a fool. If you get in over your head, cry uncle. Until then ... Congratulations. You've just been promoted," Webber said as he looked to them.

Lexie raised her hand. "Um, chief webber. Uh, sorry. I-I didn't get any scrubs," she said.

"Oh, this is for fourth-year residents only, Grey. It's just a regular day for you."

Lexie nodded. "Well, fine. Well, if they're gonna be attendings, then that makes me chief resident," she told them all with a shrug.

Alex shook his head. "No. That makes you our scut monkey," he said as he looked to her.

Lexie frowned. "No, it doesn't. Does ... does it?" She asked. She shared a look with Chloe.

Chloe rolled her eyes. She sighed. "It doesn't. The attendings aren't going anywhere. We're basically just playing dress up," she told her.

"Yeah."

Meredith handed Cristina a pair of scrubs. "Here you go," she said.

"Thank you," Cristina said. She was just staring at the scrubs.

Ellie smiled to Chloe. "So Derek agreed to stop the whole reckless driving. He knows that I don't want Ivy to grow up without him," she told her.

"Well that's good then. Are you okay?" Chloe asked as she smiled.

Ellie nodded. "Yeah. I think I'm happy. I have everything going for me. I have a beautiful daughter and Derek."

"Good. Keep hold of that. Smiles look good on you," Chloe told her.

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