Alright, I haven't actually seen the episode where Christina and Burke argue over her falling asleep on him, but I saw clips and thought it was funny so I decided to throw in my own little twist. Keep in mind I don't really know the exact dialogue from the episode so I kind used what I remember and made up the rest. Hope you guys enjoy, and don't forget to review!

"Ok what the hell is up Burke's butt today?" Meredith says slamming her tray down on the table as she joins George and Christina for lunch. They both stare at her as she angrily takes her seat.

"I don't know but he's been ignoring me all morning." Christina responded.

"Well if it make's you guys feel better its not just you two. Everyone's saying he's turned into a mini-Nazi in training this morning, and I could have sworn he told me to shut up under his breath earlier." George added.

"Well that's nothing, he just threw me off his case, I was gonna get to scrub in on another open heart surgery!" Meredith complained. All three silently ate for a moment. As Christina stabbed away at her salad she could feel their stares burning a hole through her skull so she looked up.

"What?" she asked confused.

"What did you do?" Meredith asked accusingly.

"Me? I didn't do anything!" Christina exclaimed defensively. George and Meredith continued to stare at her in disbelief.

"Come on Christina! Every time Burke's in a bad mood it always has something to do with you. Either you won't talk to him, you break up with him, you won't move in with him…it's always something, and it's always you."

"Well I can tell you for a fact that it's not me this time!" she defends again and is met with the same looks. "I swear! The last thing we did together was have sex last night, we fell asleep and when I left for work this morning he was still sleeping."

"Oh God! Too much information! Once again, bad images in my head!" George exclaimed covering his ears with his hands.

"Oh grow up Georgie." Christina responded. "Anyways, there's no possible way I could have caused this mood of his." She finished. Meredith looks at her and responds.

"Well regardless of whether you're the cause or not, you still have to talk to him."

"Do I really strike you as the kind of girlfriend who likes to discuss her boyfriend's problems with him?" she says taking another bite of her salad.

"You're still his girlfriend. It's your duty." George counters.

"You know George, you and Burke are basically in a relationship too. So why don't you go and talk to him." Christina responds. The two just continue to stare at her.

"Ok fine I'm going!" she says annoyed as she stands up.

Christina was just about to give up the search. I mean the hospital wasn't that big, where could he be? She couldn't believe she was wasting precious time chasing around her boyfriend when she could be stealing a case and scrubbing into a surgery. But she guessed this is what she signed up for when she told Burke they were a couple. And besides, this could prove to be beneficial if she could convince Burke to let her scrub in on his open heart surgery.

She reached the end of the 3rd floor hallway and turned around just in time to catch Burke leaving an exam room. She hurried up to him and grabbed him by the arm causing him to look down at her.

"Christina I'm very busy today…"

"We need to talk." She said simply as she guided him into the nearest empty stairwell.

"I don't have time for this." He responded as the door closed behind them. "What do you want?" he asked clearly annoyed. Christina however chose to ignore his terse attitude.

"Two things." She said looking up at him. "One, I heard you threw Meredith off your surgery this morning and I was wondering if you were looking for another intern to scrub in?" When all Burke did was silently stare down at her, she continued. "Ok… two, what the hell is wrong with you today? People are saying you have a stick stuck up your ass?" she asked in her nonchalant way.

"Again, I don't have time for this, I'm very busy." He said turning back towards the door.

"Ok fine, but it's not fair cause while you're running around acting like an ass, I'm getting blamed for it, and for once its not my fault." This comment caused him to pause with his hand on the door knob.

"What?" he asked without turning.

"George and Meredith, they're blaming me for causing your mood. I told them it was impossible, we were fine last night and I didn't talk to you this morning so I'm completely blame free." She continued as she smiled, very satisfied that for once she couldn't be held responsible for Burke's poor attitude. "What?" she asked when she saw that he had turned and was now staring at her.

Burke didn't say a word though. He just continued to stand and stare at the woman in front of him.

"Am I to blame?" she asked slowly and cautiously. Burke rolled his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. "I am?" she shouted incredulously. "What did I do this time? Cause I'm completely clueless on this one!" Again she got no response from him just a cold stare. "Ok this whole silent game you seem to be playing isn't helping Burke!" she continued to shout. "What the hell could I have done? The last thing we did last night was have sex, and I didn't talk to you this morning." She looked at him again. "Ok I'm willing to apologize here but I just gotta know what I'm apologizing for."

Burke finally lost his patience. "You fell asleep!" he said out of gritted teeth.

"What do you mean I fell asleep?"

"Last night during…" he gave her a knowing look. "You fell asleep." He said again clearly upset. She finally understood what he was saying.

"Not during Burke, After." She corrected.

"No Christina, During!" he repeated.

"That's not possible, because I clearly remember finishing…" she trailed off in a low whisper.

"Yeah well I didn't." he responded quickly.

"You didn't what?"

"Finish!" his voice raised an octave on this shout.

"Oh." Was all Christina could manage when she realized her mistake. Then a small smile crept onto her face. "Well I could help you, you know, finish now if you want to." She said reaching for the front of his scrubs. Her efforts were met with another disgruntled look from Burke as he pulled away from her grasps.

"I have to go." He said again, turning to leave.

"Oh come on Burke, are you really going to stay mad over this!" she asked in amazement as she watched him open the door. "Is that a no to the heart surgery too?" she shouted after him as he slammed the door in response.

"I'll take that as a yes." Christina sighed.

Christina collapsed onto the basement gurney where Meredith and Izzie were already seated.

"So did you talk to him?" Meredith asked curiously. The question caused a groan to escape from Christina lips. "I take it, it went well then." Meredith said sarcastically.

"Are you guys talking about Burke?" Izzie asked interested. "Cause he's been acting different today, he's kind of been acting like you Christina."

"And how is that Izzie?" Christina asked. Izzie smirked.

"You know…mean." She responded. Meredith laughed outright, then asked,

"Did you find out what was bothering him?"

"Yes." Was all Christina said.

"And?" Meredith prodded.

"And you were right."

"What do you mean I was right?" Meredith asked.

"I am to blame." She groaned.

"I knew it!" she exclaimed victoriously. "So what'd you do this time Chris?"

"I fell asleep." She responded.

"You fell asleep?" Both say in unison.

"During sex." Christina clarified.

"OH!" both again say in unison expressing their sympathy.

"How?" Izzie asked. Drawing bizarre looks from her friends.

"What do you mean how?" Christina asked. Izzie smirks as she responds.

"I don't know, it's just that… Burke doesn't look like the type of guy you'd fall asleep on."

"I was tired! Cut me some slack." Christina snapped. Meredith and Izzie dissolve into laughter. "I hate you both." She says as she gets up to leave.

Burke/Christina's Apartment

Christina entered the apartment at around 9pm after a long shift. She wasn't in the mood to fight so she had spent the entire ride home, praying that Burke had gotten over his anger from earlier.

"Hey!" she greeted as she entered the kitchen where Burke stood pouring himself a glass of milk. She was greeted, once again, by silence. No such luck, she thought.

"Burke, are you seriously still mad!"

"Christina, you fell asleep!"

"Yea, I got that part. I said I was sorry, what more do you want from me?"

"I am Preston Burke…"

"Oh God, not another 'I am Preston Burke speech'" she groaned. He glared at her and begun again.

"I am Preston Burke…"

"Here we go…"

"…and I am a very passionate and considerate lover. And you, you're….selfish."

"Burke we're surgeons, we get tired, I'm sorry." She apologized again and paused.

"You fell- Women Don't Fall Asleep on Me Christina!" he said angrily.

"Oh really?" she responded. "So who are these other women that you're sleeping with that don't fall asleep on you?"

"That's not what I meant"

"Then what did you mean?"

"In the past." He corrected.

"This brings up and interesting conversation. How many women haven't fallen asleep on you in the past."

"What!" Burkeasked incredulously

"How many? It's a legitimate question Burke."

"I'm not having this discussion Christina." He said as he placed the carton of milk back in the refrigerator.

"Oooo that many?" Christina said laughing. The conversation didn't bother her at all but it was clearly getting to him.

"Fine! 4" he answered.

"That's it?" Ooops, she thought. That wasn't suppose to be said out loud. Burke's expression become agitated again.

"That's it! Well I'm sorry my list isn't as extensive as yours!" he said accusingly. She mulled over his comment for a few seconds as he stared at her still fuming.

"Did you just call me a whore?" she asked

"What! No!" he denied.

"Yes you did! I can't believe you just called me a whore!"

"I did not just call you a whore!" he argued. She glared at him in response but remained silent. "So it's your turn."

"What?" she asked

"How many?" he asked. Christina sat down at the counter and took a sip out of his cup.

"Let's just drop this." Christina said.

"No, I told you! I want to know." He demanded.

"It's not a big deal, I'm sorry I brought it up." She responded.

"Christina, just tell me."

She looked at him and sighed. "Fine just give me a minute to think." Burke couldn't believe his ears. Had she really been with that many men?

"You need time to count?" he said in disbelief. Christina opened her mouth producing an offended expression.

"You just did it again!" she accused.

"What?"

"You just called me a whore again!" she screamed.

"Christina." He said in a warning tone.

"No! Don't 'Christina' me! You know you're always talking about how different you and Shepard are, but turns out you guys are pretty similar. You both like to call the women you love whores."

"Are you seriously comparing me to Shepard right now?" Burke asked insulted.

"Yeah. Looks like you guys are two peas in a freaking pod. You both walk around with a chip the size of Texas on your shoulder. Thinking you're hot shit, 'ooooooo I'm an attending, I'm brilliant, all the girls want me and all the guys want to be me.' And then a girl goes and challenges your manhood by dating a vet or in our case falling asleep during sex, and all your brilliant minds can come up with is calling us whores!" Christina says amazed.

"I can't believe you just compared me to Shepard." Burke said shaking his head in astonishment. "And for the 100th time, I didn't call you a whore!"

"Not in so many words. But you did it in your 'I'm an attending, and with my brilliant attending mind I'm gonna talk circles around my less intelligent intern girlfriend and call her a whore without really calling her a whore and she won't know the difference." She rambled.

"Christina!"

"You know what? I don't think your smart at all!"

"Really?" he responded.

"Yeah! Actually I think your kind of stupid." From the look on Burke's face, she could tell he didn't appreciate the insult. "You took this minor, insignificant offense and blew it out of proportion. Now I'm pissed, and you're not getting any for at least a month." She threatened. Burke couldn't do anything but laugh at this point. "See you're so dumb you don't even know when you're being punished."

Burke shook his head. "Christina, let's be serious. A month? You couldn't last a week without having sex." He said. Christina gasped and her eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of her head.

"That's three times Burke!"

"Oh you've got to be kidding me!" he said as he threw his hand up in the air.

"You know, you're not only similar to Shepard, you're worse than him! At least he was only dumb enough to do it once."

"This conversation is ridiculous. I'm walking away now." Burke said walking into the bedroom.

"Yeah call'em a whore and walk away! You fit the MO perfectly!" she shouted after him. Burke walked back to the doorway of the bedroom with pillow and blanket in hand.

"You know at the risk of sounding and acting like the female in this relationship, you're sleeping on the couch tonight." He said as he tossed the pillow and blanket at her then turned and slid the door to the bedroom closed.

Christina sat there in shock for a second.

"Oh sure! Throw the whore in the doghouse!" she shouted. "Or should I say whorehouse!"

"Christina?" Burke shouted through the closed door.

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."