A/N: I want to write more, but I will be in and out of my house today. We'll see.

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"Why are we doing this?" Cristina muttered. She's accustomed to the sight of blood and stinky smell, but this? On a holiday? It's just weird.

"Hey, we're helping people!" Meredith chipped in.

"This is called community service. Didn't they teach you the meaning of Thanksgiving in school?" Alex added.

"I could have been saving lives in the hospital, cutting up hearts, not potatoes!" Cristina made a face. "This is boring. He knows I hate this."

"So, what did you do to make Burke angry?" Izzie asked as she spread butter on the bread. "I mean, why would he take us to a shelter with running lunatics instead of spending time with you on this special holiday?"

"Don't be so mean to the mentally ill, Izzie. We aren't too different from them, you know," George said thoughtfully.

"Have you been talking to the Buddha lately?" Alex smirked.

"I think Dr. Burke is trying to be a good man," Meredith butted in.

"Whatever. I am SO GLAD we're only making sandwiches and salad. I would die if they ask me to hand out the trays and the soup." Cristina rolled her eyes as she looked over to the other side of the kitchen. Apparently, Burke was enjoying himself there, chit-chatting with homeless men.

"Move faster, people." Bailey folded her arms. "The sooner you're done, the sooner I can go home. Understood?"

"Yes, Dr. Bailey."

The other interns looked at each other and tried not to laugh. The Nazi was everywhere.

"How's everyone doing?" Burke walked over and smiled authoritatively at the interns and resident as his hand rested comfortably on Cristina's lower back.

"Don't worry, Dr. Burke. I'm keeping an eye on my interns." Bailey said proudly.

"Thank you, Miranda." Burke's eyes quickly scanned through the kitchen and thanked everyone with his charming smile.

It wasn't a punishment. Burke said he was grateful for everything that happened in the past few months and he wanted to give back.

No matter how much Cristina resented the "assignment" and brooded about it in front of everyone else, she docilely agreed when Burke asked. After all, there really were too many things to be thankful for—

Not only the coffee, but also the intimate moments, the surgeries (of course!)…

And the forgiveness.

Three months ago, she wouldn't have imagined working alongside Burke again. They were over. Everyone told them it was over. Yet, thanks to Jane, they were together again.

So when Burke said his Mama would invite the homeless to her restaurant for free meals every Thanksgiving, how could Cristina say no to his suggestion of doing something similar?

"Actually, we need an extra pair of hands for meal delivery. Are any of you interested?" Burke asked.

"Dr. Burke, I would love to go," George volunteered.

Immediately, George felt Alex's elbow on the side of his stomach and disapproving stares from his roommates.

"Take Cristina. She's slowing down our progress in the kitchen," Bailey offered.

"Cristina, would you like to—" Burke asked nicely. He knew the interns were putting his behavior under careful scrutiny.

"Ok." She knew she couldn't escape.

"Izzie thinks they will have a great time together."

"Alex agrees."

They all smiled. That's what family was all about, wanting the best to happen to everyone.

"Ok, people. Back to work!"