Bailey told the residents a trauma was coming in really soon. Of course everybody started waving their hands hysterically in the air in hope that Bailey would pick them. She watched them quietly for a long time before she just said: "Yang and O'Malley."

Christina almost jumped off the floor and George literally did as the others sighed when they got other boring assignments for the day.

Christina and George got down to the ER and out the entrance where the chief and Dr Hunt stood and waited as they spoke about the incoming trauma.

"Nice of you to join us, Dr Yang and Dr O'Malley", the chief said giving them the old indifferent look and they just nodded while getting their trauma coats on. Christina never had such a problem tying the coat by the neck before. She just couldn't get it together. How embarrassing, she thought. She couldn't even deal with some strings on a coat in front of the chief and the chief of trauma.

When she had struggled with it for almost two minutes and felt like to hit George in the face for looking so pleased doing it himself before her had she felt hands pulling the strings out of hers and when she looked a bit over her shoulder she discovered Hunt. He gave her that tiny smile again as he tied it for her. She was so surprised she didn't even think of to thank him. She couldn't even think that she stared at him like a moron and he gave her a new different smile, a smile she couldn't really interpret or understand – except the fact that it was extremely sexy but of course she didn't admit that for herself. Before she even had realized what he had done he walked back besides the chief. And she didn't really come back to reality before Callie was there besides her asking her if she would tie her strings. Then the ambulance came. The paramedic told them it was a fourthy year old man who had been seriously bitten by a bear. A bear! Christina so wanted to get into that trauma. But the chances were big that the chief would pick O'Malley. When she almost decided to just go back into the hospital Hunt yelled her name. She got so astonished she just stood there for a moment before she rushed over there. At the same time she was witnessing the man's very serious wounds she smiled inside. Hunt didn't really hate her anymore. Revealing such a personal thing like her father's death to him had really paid off. She just felt she had to tell Hunt to get him understand her a bit, and somehow she had felt comfortable with it which had come as a big surprise because she didn't tell many people about it.

The man was very heavy wounded but they did make the bleeding stop but they had to intubate him and it took a lot of time even though they were four doctors and two nurses working on him. And not even once Hunt had criticized Christina in any way. Instead he complemented her twice of doing a good job. He had almost stopped surprising her at that point.

At lunch hour the man was stabled and she could leave for lunch, Hunt had already left to check on another patient. By one table Izzie, Alex, George and Meredith sat talking loud as usual.

"You got to scrub in on the guy who got bit by a bear!" Izzie yelled with a sense of dark jealousy in her voice when she approached them. As Christina sat down she saw George glancing at her with the same look as the others around that table except Meredith who was dug into one of her mother's diaries.

"It's the first time Bailey got me into a trauma since I passed the exam and then Dr Hunt chooses Christina by some weird reason and the chief told me do to charting! I used to be his favorite intern!"

George almost yelled.

"But you're a resident now", Alex said with a satisfaction in his voice.

"I thought Hunt had some problem with Christina", Izzie stated while organizing her vegetables on her plate and then Meredith looked out of the book for the first time and instead at Christina who just kept on eating her salad ignoring her look.

"He came to his senses and realized how wonderful I am? I mean, who wouldn't like me?" Christina said with a cocky laugh and then Izzie just sighed along with George who continued sulking over the trauma with his eyes buried in his lunch.

"He doesn't like you that's for sure. You called him a monster", Alex said with signs of laugh in his voice and Izzie opened her mouth on him. "I did not!"

Everybody looked at her with meaning looks and she repeated it.

"Yes, you kinda did", they said in a choir and then she just crossed her arms and gave her boyfriend an attacking look for even implying it.

"Hey guys, it's nothing wrong caring about animals, that Izzie cares about animals I mean", he said trying to get that look away from Izzies face and it worked. She instead gave him a smile and a kiss on his cheek.

"Although, for a monster he looks pretty good", Izzie implied after a quiet moment while she was chewing on a cheese doodle and then the others just looked at her with confused faces.

"He is a bad ass, a hot bad ass", Meredith stated while she looked into the book like she was reading at the same time. Christina made herself busy eating not taking part of the growing conversation about Hunt.

"Should we name him?" Izzie asked and then George and Alex immediately got up. "Not the naming again", Alex mumbled before leaving with George.

Meredith closed the book and looked at Christina who still ignored her and then she understood. She didn't want them talking about Hunt.

"No, we shouldn't", she said.

"Why not?" Izzie almost sounded a bit disappointed. "We need a new Mc-nickname in this hospital. The old ones are getting all gray-haired and… old."

"You remember that one of them is my boyfriend?" Meredith asked almost sounding a bit insulted.

Izzie chose not to answer it. "But come on guys!"

She sounded really eager which scared Christina and Meredith a bit.

"Why is it such a big deal? I mean, grow up! We don't need any fucking Mc-nickname on Hunt. Just grow up", Christina bellowed and Izzie and Meredith almost jumped to their feet in their surprise of her suddenly speaking.

"What is your problem?" Izzie said raising one palm.

"She's just…" Meredith started before Christina interrupted her. "Mer!"

Izzie looked confused. "She's just what?"

"Nothing", Meredith implied.

"What? Does Christina have a problem with Hunt? Or what?"

Izzie had really changed since she got a boyfriend. She was all… happy and excited all the time. And she usually didn't care about anything that had to with Christina.

"No, I haven't", Christina protested.

"Then what is it?"

Christina sighed looking down in the table. "It's none of your business."

Izzie started laughing. "Now it is! Don't tell me you have a… history with him, as you did with that old doctor who came here before squeezing your ass."

"He kissed me once, okay?" Christina almost yelled. "But that's it! Okay? Happy?"

Izzie stopped laughing and looked really scared. "Okay, you don't have to get all postal. But if he kissed you, why is he so mean to you?"

Christina sighed. "I don't know, he's a weird person? He wants to keep things professional. I don't care."

Meredith and Izzies pagers started off and then Christina just sighed for the hundredth time.

"See you later", Meredith said giving her a smile before they left. Christina was left alone, just sitting there chewing at her salad staring into nothing just thinking. Thinking about him. Owen Hunt. She couldn't help it. Izzie had made her start wondering about him again and by that she asked herself if she really did care. She wondered why he suddenly smiled at her (who never showed signs of it even in his dimples) and complemented everything she did, just a day after he had done the opposite. Maybe he liked people who suffered from tragic events in their childhood? Or he'd just realized she actually cared about people.

But soon she forgot all about wondering about it and just let herself thinking about that kiss again. It wasn't a stupid nothing. It was a perfect something. It was something, something that wasn't to be forgotten, not by either of them. Was she really going to manage to keep it professional with him? Was he going to manage to keep it professional with her? The thought haunted her.

"He's McPerfect", she whispered for herself as she finished her lunch.