winning.
She was lying on a slightly uncomftable couch just to know if he's freaking arm was okay.
wasn't that enough for him? meredith was right. the problem was his stupit boy penis. well,
more like a man penis. a proud, man penis. oh my god, she was thinking about his penis..
She was so horney! What the hell was a matter with her? Or more importaint, what the hell
was a matter with him? Or okay? Was his arm okay? She needed to know, because.. well,
because she cared. She felt the slightest bitterness when she thought that. She cared. She
cared about him, his arm AND his stupit man penis. she thought about his penis again,
what the hell? Oh whatever. She looked at Burke again. His eyes had possibly been on her
the whole time. She felt the anger built up in her. She did not cave or lose. She did not say
uncle, but why did he make her want to? God, he was an idiot. Yet a hot idiot. with a penis.
Yes, she was so horney. She realized that because she'd thought 'penis' seven times the
last five minutes. She felt his eyes on her again. It gave her a nice feeling. she was desired.
Then, Cristina Yang did something she'd never done before. She didn't lose or say uncle,
but she did something that showed him that she wanted to.
She left the uncomftable couch. Slowly removed her shoes and her scrubs and walked
across the room in her underwear. She saw his face in the light from the moon outside. He
looked pleased, and it was hard to swallow her pride.
Her body went around the bed, and then bowed down and kissed his neck standing. His arms
grabbed her waist and pulled her down into the bed with him. She was thrilled to see that
she wasn't the only one saying uncle.
She could hear his heartbeat as her head rested on his chest. They were both naked in his
pretty small hospitalbed. She felt the sweet pleasure that she always did after making love to
him. the sun started to rise outside. it was one of the few times the sun was actually visiting
Seattle. Even though no one talked during, she knew that they were okay, that they were
gonna make it through. Besides, talking was overrated.
Even though she didn't want to, she got up from the bed. She didn't bother to cover up her
body. He was allowed to see. and if he wanted more, he needed to ask. with words!
She put on her scrubs and shoes and tried to fix her hair, but she didn't succeed. it was
messier that ever. She gave burke one last look, and then she left the room.
Outside, she met nurse Tyler
"Dr. Yang. Been visiting Dr. Burke this early?"
"Yes, but that's really none of your business." Cristina snapped.
"Judging by your hair, you and Dr. Burke are okay again.." Tyler looked curious.
"Yes. and you can tell your other gossipnurses, that I'm winning."
Cristina left Tyler standing there looking confused. She had a big smile on her face. She was
winning. She was really winning, and Burke knew it to.
behind her she could hear Tyler shouting; "Winning what?"