"Folks we need to go after bigger fish. Bigger than the charter company and pilot," Andrew said.

"Can we leave the pilot out of this? The man is a paraplegic," Cristina retorted.

"Yeah I agree we should take him off the list" Derek agreed.

"Hang on what if he was drunk or asleep," Callie said.

"Folks we will need to investigate him to make our case," Gretchin replied with a firm tone.

"What do you mean bigger fish?" Meredith quietly said.

Gretchin and Andrew looked at each other before saying, "We want to play a couple of phone messages recorded between Boise Memorial Hospital and Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital on the day of the plane crash."

Message recorded on 22nd of May at 11:00pm "Dr. Hunt it's Susan Rigby Chief of Surgery at Boise Memorial I'm calling regarding the surgeons performing the conjoined twin separation tomorrow morning. Just confirming they will be arriving early this morning. Susan".

Message recorded on 23rd of May at 09:43am "Hello Dr. Hunt it's Susan Rigby we haven't had confirmation from you that the surgeons have arrived at Boise yet. Could you please return my call to confirm they have departed from Seattle. Susan".

Message recorded on 23rd of May at 12:31pm. "Dr Hunt your surgeons should have arrived three hours ago. Has there been a delay in their departure? Could you please return my call immediately. We have the OR prepped and the twins are in pre-op. Susan"

Message recorded on 23rd of May at 4:15pm. "Dr. Hunt we are getting very concerned at Boise. Your staff have not arrived at Boise and you haven't returned my calls. I am calling the Boise airport shortly to see if the aircraft departed Seattle or arrived at Boise. Susan"

Message recorded on 23rd of May at 05:09pm. "Dr Hunt I have just finished speaking to aircraft staff it has been confirmed that the aircraft left Seattle at 10:58pm last night and did not arrive at Boise. I am so sorry Dr Hunt. Rescue teams have started searches. Aircraft staff will be in contact very soon."

"Hunt only returned Boise's phone calls after 6pm on the 23rd," Gretchin said.

There was silence that filled the room. Meredith and Derek gripped each other's hands tightly while Callie stared at the phone in shock. On the other hand, Cristina gazed at the glass barrier separating the group from Owen. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought back to the first night of the plane crash. She had rugged up next to Meredith with blankets and clothes wrapped protectively around their bodies. She had reassured Meredith, "Owen will send someone". She had been sure. It was that small hope that she had held onto for the four days they had been lost in the woods.

"How could this have happened?" Derek interrupted Cristina's thoughts. "I mean, it's protocol when a surgeon from our hospital is transferred to another hospital for a surgery that we update our system, correspond with the other hospital and confirm arrival and departure times."

"Yeah, even with organ transplants, we are always having to sign documents for all this legal crap all the time!" Callie said.

"Now I understand why," Meredith said.

"Folks, we will be having a meeting with Chief Hunt and Larry Jennings tomorrow night to discuss the progress of the investigations. We would really appreciate it if you would all sign this document confirming your support on further investigating Hunt and the hospital," Gretchin said, looking around the table.

The document was passed around the table. Derek and Meredith did not hesitate to sign the form. Callie signed as well, although hesitantly.

Cristina took the form from Callie and looked at it. This was Owen - she couldn't believe that Owen stalled before responding to Boise Memorial's concerning calls. It was Owen. Her husband. Her estranged husband. The guy that bellowed at her in front of her interns despite pushing the hospital board and Jeff Russell to hire her back. She looked at the other's signatures and thought of Lexie. She remembered the look on her face when she told her she'd be right back with fluids.

"Can I think about it?" Cristina asked. "I need to sleep on this."

"Dr Yang," Andrew started.

"I'm sorry I know that you want a decision and this affects the outcome of the settlement. But this... this is Owen."

"Cristina," Meredith started, "you and Owen are estra-..."

"He's still my husband."

Gretchin and Andrew looked at each other. "Okay, we will wait for your decision before tomorrow night."

"Can I also retrieve my support as well?" Callie asked.

Everyone looked at her. "This is not my decision. You need Arizona's opinion not mine."

"Okay, here' s another copy that those who want to can sign and we will await Dr's Yang and Robbins to sign by tomorrow night," Gretchin persuaded. "Thank you folks. Also when we meet with Jennings and Hunt we'd like to have a representative from the group present as well. Just to say a few words on behalf of all of you," Gretchin said looking around.

Meredith, Derek, Callie and Cristina looked at each other.

"I'll do it."

"You sure, Cristina?" Derek asked gently.

"Yeah,... it's late and you have families to get back to. I'll handle it. I want to do this."

Cristina wasn't sure what made her feel so strongly about it. It wasn't Owen's abruptness and estrangement with her, it was about Lexie, and Mark, and Arizona and Jerry. The terrified look on Lexie's face as she struggled to breathe... Mark lying there with a deodorant bottle tube stuck into his chest, looking lifeless, the blood flushed out of his face... Arizona's screams piercing through the dark night... Jerry's voice as she gazed at his injuries... Derek's muffled cries as Mer closed his opened skin with a safety pin... Meredith's voice as she screamed for Derek and Lexie. She had been the most able of the group trying to keep everyone stable while they were in the woods. She had watched as each one deteriorated, helpless with nothing more she could do to improve their conditions. She was frightened. Scared that this is how she could die. How they could all die. The sound of the helicopter four days later was her last memory before she began to sink into her PTSD and reactive psychosis - something she didn't have control over. Then when she moved to Mayo she thought she was moving on with her life. She forgot that she left this hell over the heads of the others. She felt like it was only fair to take on some of the stupid legalities of the crash.

"Ok well that's it everyone. We will update you once we have spoken to Hunt and Jennings," Gretchin wrapped up.

"Alright".