"Thank you." Jean looks at Rachel and offers up a bright smile before taking a step closer and sliding an arm around her daughter. She knows that she's not technically Rachel's mother, has no memories of her early years or anything like that, but she's never felt that that lessens the bond.

Time has always been complicated when it comes to Greys. It never seems to stay as it should.

"I want you to be happy too. We all should be happy."

Frankly they all deserved it. It was just about time.