Hi. Perhaps some of you may know me from other boards (my screen name is the same everywhere), for those of you who don't I want to say that this is not my first story, it is on this site but I've written a few other stories throughout the years.

This story is completely AU and rated M for mature content, so you've been warned.

I don't own Grey's Anatomy or it's characters.

"So, how are you?" Cristina asked as she propped her feet up the coffee table

"I am great" a very intoxicated Meredith giggled "Thaaaaaank youuuuuuuu" she murmured patting the neck of the bottle of tequila she and her friend had been drinking.

"I don't mean like that" Cristina laughed pouring her friend and herself another shot of the golden liquid "With the wedding" she clarified before repeating her question "How are you feeling about that?"

"No comment" she muttered against the edge of her shot of tequila before downing it as if the liquid was water. For her it was, she was so used to down shots the burning sensation that had thrilled her at first was now nowhere in sight.

"That's what I thought"

The second Cristina Yang heard about 'the' wedding she knew she had to be there for her best friend. After cancelling all her appointments for the rest of the week she took the first available flight to Seattle.

Meredith picked her up at the airport and to her surprise she was ok, she looked ok, but the only reason was the stress and of course that river in Egypt she so much liked to drown on.

"How did you end up being the planner?" Cristina asked curiously, she could not understand why Meredith, especially Meredith for how she felt about the wedding, was planning every single thing.

"I tried to be excited for him" she shrugged, with a sigh she continued "But I guess it was too much excitement"

"Fake excitement" her friend corrected her

With a nod Meredith continued "She was there when they told me and when she saw all my excitement, -fake- she asked me to help her"

"And you did" it wasn't a question as much as a statement

"Mhhmm" Meredith murmured with a slow and persistent nod

"You even organized her bachelorette party" Cristina shook her head

The two friends fell in silence, it was obvious the buzz they had was now gone. The subject at hand was something that made their mind clear up and see reality.

Meredith got up and instantly took her hand to her head, with a groan she sat back on the couch "Too fast" she murmured. Moving her hand away from her head she looked at her friend. The look on her eyes was a look Meredith did not like, it was a disapproving look. She understood completely why Cristina didn't approve of her actions; with what Meredith was doing she was only hurting herself even more.

"I am not going to get any sleep tonight" Meredith sighed after checking her wrist watch

"The wedding is at 2, isn't it?" Cristina asked. It was still 1 in the morning, she had time and time to sleep.

"Yes, but I have to take the dress to her apartment at 6 in the morning" Meredith explained with a bit of annoyance on her voice

"What dress?"

"The dress" Meredith said, her friend's eyebrow rose and she nodded before saying "I have her wedding dress here, I had to pick it up from the seamstress today"

"Have you tried it on yet?" she asked with an evil smile on her face, a smile Meredith laughed about before shaking her head "You told me it is custom made, right?" Cristina asked, at what Meredith simply answered with a nod "So, she never wore the dress" Cristina pointed out with an even eviler smile

"She had to go at least 5 times to try it on" Meredith told her friend. She had been in every single one of the appointments. She had seen her with the wedding gown on, spinning around with a radiant smile on her face.

"But she's never tried the dress when it was finished" Cristina half asked, half stated

"Technically… no" Meredith said a little bit surprised, she never realized that fact.

"Where do you have it?"

"My bedroom"

Before Meredith finished her answer Cristina was out the door and marching towards Meredith's bedroom. As soon as Meredith realized she followed quickly after her. Cristina was already unzipping the white bag that was protecting the expensive wedding gown when she entered her bedroom.

"You have to try it on"

Her friend's words sounded more like an order than a suggestion. And as soon as she saw her friend unzipping the back of the dress without waiting for an answer she knew it was an order and not a suggestion like it should have been coming from any other person on the planet.

"I am not putting it on" Meredith refused, she could not put that dress on, it wasn't right.

"Come on Mer, she is taking your guy, the least you can do is make her wear an used dress"

That was all it took to convince her. Meredith took her clothes off and undressed to her panties in seconds. She would be lying if she said she hadn't thought about how it would look on her, but she never had the courage to actually put it on. Not because she didn't want to be the first person in wearing it but because of what the dress really meant.

"It is beautiful" Meredith said with a smile holding the dress to her chest. But the smile soon disappeared from her face. The second she saw herself with the dress she remembered why she hadn't tried it on before. She couldn't be wearing that dress. She wanted, needed to take it off but her friend was already zipping it up... forcefully.

"God, she must be a fucking skeleton, you are a skinny bitch and you can't even fit in it" Cristina muttered as she pushed the zipper up with all her might

"She is all hips, but her chest is like an ironing table" she told her friend sincerely as she fought to breathe normally, the dress was too tight on her chest and the zipper wasn't even all the way up. And the fact that she was wearing the dress another woman was going to wear to marry the guy of her dreams wasn't helping.

Cristina laughed at her friend's words but her expression changed in a split second "Fuck" She couldn't move the zipper, not up nor down. "Fuck" she repeated after she tried again.

"What?" Meredith asked as she turned around thinking her friend had zipped it all the way up.

Just as quickly as Cristina's expression had changed to a straight concerned face it changed to the opposite. She couldn't hold the laughter and just burst. Meredith looked at her completely confused.

"Do I look that bad?" Meredith asked as she looked at herself in the mirror. She really liked how the dress fit her, even on the chest, it was so tight the dress was pushing her breasts up and her cleavage reminded her to those cleavages ladies wore in the Renaissance.

"Oh my God, this is so funny" Cristina said in between fits of laughter, she had to hold her stomach in case it burst "You're stuck"

"Stuck?" Meredith asked confused, when Cristina nodded looking towards the dress she realized what that 'stuck' meant and her eyes widened "Cristina! Help me take it off!"

"Can't" she continued laughing "Really… stuck" by that point Cristina couldn't speak, tears almost spilling off her dark eyes.

At first Meredith tried desperately to reach the zipper, thing that only made her friend laugh harder. After a while she gave up and looked at her friend completely defeated. Cristina stopped laughing then, she took a moment to look at her friend and see how beautiful she really looked, and when she was about to tell her Meredith suddenly started laughing just as hard as she had done. Cristina followed suit, joining her and they both laughed for minutes.

"This is what I get for listening to you" Meredith giggled as she sat on the edge of her bed

"Don't tell me this is not the more fun you've had in months" Cristina tried to defend herself, with the look Meredith gave her she knew it was true "You know there's always space in the office, my offer still stands. Everything could be just like it was before you followed after him" Cristina told her best friend sincerely before standing up and walking to the door, before disappearing down the hall she told her friend "I am going to find something to help you out that dress"

There was a soft knock at the door when she was walking along the hallway, it had been so soft she was sure she wouldn't have heard it if she hadn't been right next to the door. She looked through the peephole and sighed annoyed at the person on the other side of the door. But when she remembered the situation inside of Meredith's bedroom her expression changed to that same mischievous smile she had when she proposed to Meredith trying on the wedding gown.

Without opening the door Cristina walked to the living room and gathered all her stuff. With coat and purse in hand she opened the door, surprising completely the person waiting on the hall and with a simple "She's in her room" she flew and left them alone.

Completely confused he walked inside the house with the confidence he always walked in. He had been more times he could even remember inside that apartment. "Mer?" he called heading towards her bedroom

"Derek?" Meredith gasped jumping up the bed. She looked around, looking for a place to hide behind; looking for a way to hide the dress Derek's fiancée was going to walk down the isle with.