A/N: Hello fellow woods persons! It's been a while! Needed to get a new laptop. Finally had money to do so. I hope you enjoy this. ALSO I own nothing but the story. Belongs to ABC and Shonda Rhimes, etc. This is something I haven't done before. It's sort of a song fic. This one is Lightning Strike by Snow Patrol.

Chapter One- Lightning Strike

"How long can she stay mad? I mean it wasn't even a big deal! I've done the procedure with Burke a bunch of times!" Cristina said turning her head towards Owen who was driving his truck to the hospital.

Owen stayed quiet.

He knew better.

"I mean honestly. It really wasn't a big deal. You supported me! And we saved her life! Job well done!" She said crossing her arms and smiling, satisfied. "I'm sure Callie appreciates it." She muttered.

Suddenly, "Teddy hates me." Cristina finally resolved.

What if this storm ends?
And I don't see you
As you are now
Ever again

"Cristina. She doesn't hate you." He said choosing his words carefully.

"Oh really? So picking Avery over me every time yesterday was nothing? I had to spend the day with Shepard! Shepard! I am not a neurogod. I'm a cardiogod! I don't give a crap about brains!" She complained, throwing her hands in the air.

Owen sighed. This was going to be a long week.

The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet's last dance

"I'm sure it'll blow over and-"

But Owen didn't have time to finish that sentence as a large truck smashed into the driver's side of the car.

Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow

Cristina screamed.

Owen yelled.

Now it's found us
Like I have found you
I don't want to run
Just overwhelm me

His head snapped to one side and then smashed into the window and bounced off leaving little shards of glass in the side of his head. The metal of the door cut into his side and shoulder and leg. The airbag deployed and pushed him back into his chair. Blood gushed from his wounds as he slowly slipped into unconsciousness.

What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing

Cristina's head bounced off the other window. A deep gash formed along that side of her head. She groaned.

"Oh no…" She managed to get out just before their truck careened across the street and slammed into a pine tree.

Except a memory
A distant echo

The driver of the larger truck was still; blood oozing out of the cut on his forehead.

I want pinned down
I want unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils

Silence.

I want to see you
As you are now
Every single day
That I am living

Steam rushed out of the hood of each truck. Glass was scattered all over the road. Splotches of blood in and outside of the car. Splinters of wood lay next to the car.

Painted in flames
All peeling thunder

Cristina sat in her chair and groaned. In her haze, she thought she heard voices. At least she thought she heard voices. Mumbles of "Oh my god's" and "Are you okay?" Of course she wasn't okay. Not that she could really say anything. All she really wanted was for the pain to stop.

What happened?

Be the lightning in me
That strikes relentless