Lexie is playing on her phone when Pete makes his way back over to them with a bag in his hand. It's actually super cute -- he tells Gretchen that he realized the girls will now need their own clothes and he pulls out two awesome new onesies, one of which says "Punk" and the other of which has a crown printed on it and a little purple tutu attached. Lexie melts, as does Gretchen, who tells him she loves him and then throws herself on them and they start making out in earnest. Just as it starts to look like they might just get down to business right there in the lounge, Lexie's phone rings and she yells out excitedly that the doctors are about to separate the girls. But they can't hear her for all of the groping and heavy breathing that's taking place.
Inside, Derek announces that they are ready for the final cut and then we're treated to a lot of squelching sounds as that cut is made. Once done everyone starts to applaud but Derek stops them, pointing out that they need to make sure that each of them have muscle function in their legs. Using a machine that delivers some sort of electric stimulation, they first do Andi and her little leg moves nicely. When it's Brandi's turn, though, her leg stays steadfastly still. The doctor ups the level of the charge but still nothing, and a lot of worried glances are exchanged over surgical masks. The docs all plead quietly with her as the machine is turned up to its highest setting and finally, her foot twitches. Now the applause is allowed, and up in the gallery Zola adorably joins in the clapping. The red team then takes Brandi away to the adjoining OR and Owen reminds the docs that there is still a long way to go as Derek and Callie furiously work away on Andi.
Mark gives Owen an update on how his procedure went (nailed it, of course) on Brandi and asks if Jackson did the same. Owen goes to check but finds that Jackson hasn't even started yet because they are still dealing with a bigger problem: Brandi's one kidney is refusing to work and they have realized that it's never going to. Bum bum buuuum. Look, I chose, this week, to believe that both twins would ultimately be okay because if they tore my heart out yet another time I was going to have to have a serious State of the Relationship talk with this show.