Cristina's mind is hazy chaos.

She is tired and sleepy, exhausted beyond belief, but she can't close her eyes. She can't let that last thread of hope fly off in the wind, not unlike what she witnessed when the back of the plane ripped away behind her—when debris and dust swirled around her like birds, when the roasted fuel from the plane watered her eyes, when she was falling and falling until the ground bruised the back of her body.

God, she wishes she could just black out, so she could stop playing the images in her head, so she would not have to hope, so she would not have to hold on to the tiny possibility of being rescued.

She runs medicine through her brain. Mark's going through multiple organ failure, one part crashing after another, his respiratory rate over 20, and in five minutes, Cristina has to check to make sure there's still a pulse. Arizona's leg is too infected, but Cristina and Meredith had bandaged it to keep the bugs from eating at it, and when she's not screaming, she's borderline hypothermic. Derek's hand seems injured beyond repair, but Meredith keeps running it in the stream.

And Lexie.

Cristina tilts her head back, willing herself not to think about Lexie. She is used to this, to pushing away emotions that could jeopardize her ability to reason logically. She glances behind her to look at Meredith and Derek, who are asleep in each other's arms. Her head is against his shoulder, and his arm is cradling her body. And just like that, she thinks of Owen, and how the last words she uttered to him were, I'm leaving. She wonders if he knows she is lost.

"I think—Cristina, I think I see something!"

Cristina looks at Arizona, who is finally able to scream coherent words, and then stares up at the dark sky. There is nothing at first, and Cristina believes it is another false alarm, but suddenly she hears an engine, and the bright lights of a helicopter blur her vision.

"Oh my god," she whispers, standing up. She waves her good arm frantically, as the light finds her in the middle of the wreckage—a lone star in a sky void of wishes. And it seems funny to Cristina that right at that moment, just as she wished, everything turns black.