Derek was stupid. Stupid Derek with his boy-penis and his rescue complex was being overprotective. He blocked her from a surgery this time. A ruptured aortic aneurysm! It wasn't like Burke was going to let her remove the thing by herself. She was scrubbing in. That involved suction and being able to hold things properly. Not complicated stuff even for someone who just had a near death whatever.
God, she needed tequila, but it was the middle of her shift. If she got drunk in the middle of her shift then Bailey would yell and she would have to go on a banana bag. Banana bags were not her idea of a stress reliever. So she had to find a second option.
Basically, Meredith was mad and she needed to find Cristina (because she couldn't have tequila) so she could be neurotic and self-absorbed. Plus Cristina would mock her and that usually made her feel a little better, which was weird, but whatever. In fact, she hadn't seen Cristina all day. She showed up late to the locker room. She probably had sex with Burke. She looked all happy and smiling at least until Bailey started yelling.
She had already made a circuit of all the floors. Seriously, where was she? Meredith stalked into the tunnels. Ha! There was Cristina. She was perched atop one of the stretchers studying. See scrubbing in on an aortic aneurysm would have given her hands on experience. Now because of Derek and his stupid boy-penis she would have to look at pictures of hearts.
"Cristina, I've been looking everywhere for you." She climbed up next to her.
"I'm right here." Cristina didn't even look up.
"Derek is stupid."
"Uh-huh." Cristina was ignoring her.
"He convinced Burke to not let me scrub in."
"I talked to him last night."
"Boy-penises ruin everything."
"I didn't do the be kind, rewind thing."
"He blocked me from surgery. Ass!"
"I told him where we were getting married and how it was going to happen."
"He's being overprotective because I have a dead mommy and a near death whatever and this—wait what?" Had she heard correctly?
"We're getting married at City Hall. You're going to be there." Cristina was smiling in a very un-Cristina fashion. It was a little scary. Maybe she had already gone to Joe's and got that tequila.
"You and Burke are getting married at City Hall."
Confirmation would be nice because Meredith wasn't quite sure if she was drunk, dreaming or actually hearing this because yesterday…Cristina had this crazy plan that sounded like a Blockbuster ad and she was all for moving back into call rooms and coffee. Now Cristina was moving forward, taking a step, and smiling.
"Yeah. It's September 21st at noon so take the day off or a long lunch. Whatever." There was the grin again.
"This isn't a whatever thing, Cristina." Her best friend was getting married and she was stuck with a stupid boyfriend with a stupid boy-penis. Figures.
"Don't make a big deal out of it." Oh, she couldn't play it down now, not after the grins and the happiness.
"You're getting married, but whatever right?" Meredith gave her a hug, which she returned. Cheerful Cristina was weird and hugged.
"No drowning until after, okay?"
"Promise. Should I go back to being self-centered and neurotic now?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, Derek is stupid."