As Jackson exits the doors of Seattle Grace, he can't help but wonder how the day got so messed up. After his encounter with Cristina, he feels like he's on uneven ground and doesn't know which ways up and that's a new feeling for him. He's used to being the one that knows exactly how he wants everything go, but with Cristina Yang he's finding that more often than not, he's confused beyond belief. On top of that, he's emotionally unstable from the patient he almost lost today. Mrs. Johnson had a routine surgery on her hand, and yet with her not taking care of it, had to come back to get rid of the infection surgically and flat lining due to the stress of her recent job promotion.

Walking farther away from the doors, Jackson's too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice that he's the one being watched this time. On top of all of that, Cristina barely said two words to me all day! What the hell did I do? Oh wait, I know what I did; I fell for this badass cardio god- in- training that just happens to have a boyfriend that is the Head Of Trauma! I'm trying with all the will power I have to get my mind away from her because she's off limits, but nothing I do will let me ignore her presence, let alone ignore whenever Hunt is around her. She just has this energy and intensity that attracts you to her like a moth to a flame. I refuse to go after a woman that is taken, but if she kissed me back, that has to mean I have some kind of chance…

Flashback

As Cristina walked out of the room, Jackson couldn't help but feel the bottom drop out of his stomach as she said that she was involved. He ran through the staff at the hospital in his head quickly, but couldn't pinpoint one person that she was particularly close to other than that girl…Meredith? Yeah, it was just Meredith really. He sat at the edge of her bed wondering who it could be, but then jumped up when he heard the door open. The last person he expected to walk in did, and he was curious.

"Dr. Hunt, what are you doing in here?" he asked, wondering as to why the Head of Trauma was so comfortable sitting on Cristina's bed.

"I'm laying on Dr. Yang's bed, I'm sure she won't mind," as he says this, he gives a small smile that Jackson doesn't miss, "but I think the better question is, what are you doing in here?"

As Hunt waited for Jackson's answer, Jackson couldn't help but survey the possible answers that could come out of his mouth. Let's see, I was telling the incredibly sexy Dr. Yang how hot she was, possibly too many times, I kissed said doctor and couldn't forget even if I wanted to the way she felt against me for the rest of my life. And, she has a boyfriend that I was trying to figure out. Oh yeah, that'll go over really well…

"Just using the bathroom Dr. Hunt." He turned and reached for the door, but stopped himself to ask a question he was dying to ask,

"Do you know who Dr. Yang's boyfriend is? I know it's an inappropriate question, but the curiosity is killing me"

Hunt looks down at the beer bottle in his hands and wonders what the correct answer to that question would be. It was between 'mind your own business'; solely for the fact that he didn't know Avery's intentions, and saying, 'I'm her boyfriend' because he wasn't sure if he really deserved that title lately. Taking a deep breath, he said,

"Good luck finding out" and with that, Hunt left the room. Jackson waited a second, and then decided that air was exactly what he needed at the moment. The second he crossed the room to the window however, he noticed Cristina pacing like a deranged woman and couldn't help the smile that broke out over his face. She's acting like a crazy woman pacing on the sidewalk, and all I can focus on is how beautiful she looks under the light of the streetlamp. How sappy can one person really get?

Laughing to himself, Jackson decided that a little Yang watching was good for the soul, and slipped out the front door to go see her.

End of Flashback

"Hello? Calling all preschoolers…Avery!" at her saying his name a little louder than necessary, Jackson turns wearily to an anxious looking Cristina and wonders after all he's had to deal with today, what else she could possibly do.

"Dr. Yang." Jackson isn't used to her making an effort to talk to him outside of work, so he stares at her, trying to gauge her sudden change that seems to be taking a quite a bit of effort to get out of her mouth.

"I, uh…what I mean is…" by now Jackson starts to get irritated and decides to sidestep this entire conversation that is bound to give him a headache.

"I'm going to be late if I don't catch my ride so…" he says as he starts to step around her and towards the parking lot.

"I have a boyfriend." She says, cutting him off and finally looking up at him with an expression that screams for him to understand her place in all of this.

"I'm pretty sure that's been established Yang, I know it's Hunt." He noticed Cristina flinch and couldn't help but feel a small amount of pleasure at the fact that she now can start to understand how he's been feeling. Sighing, he asks,

"You wanna go grab some food with me? I'm tired as hell, but I think what you're trying to get at is more important than sleep right now." he stood in front of her with his hands in his pockets, waiting for any sign that she's still able to form complete sentences.

"No you don't get it. I have Owen. He loves me, and yet I'm choosing to come out here and talk to you instead. I have Owen, and yet I'd rather be around you. Do you understand now?"

As Avery stands there wondering what exactly she's trying to tell him, she decides that it's better to be blunt,

"I want for you…and me…to be friends. I can't do the whole I want you but I have someone else, so let's take things slow and see how far we get ok?"

"If you're doing this so you can get my surgeries and get ahead Yang, that's pretty cruel…"

"And you say I'm dense… I'm trying to see if I can get close enough to you where I won't have to worry about you turning on me. My boyfriend's great, but I don't want to look back ten years from now and wonder 'what if'. I want that chance"

Finally understanding that her feelings for him weren't just to humor his intoxicated state and that there really is more to what they could have than it appears, he lets himself have the first real smile cross his face all day.

"So what you're saying Dr. Yang, is that you think I'm hot and want a shot at me?" he says laughing and instantly sobers up when she raises her eyebrow at his misunderstanding of her words.

"Actually, what I meant was that I won't settle for second best, and I'm wondering if you can keep up to be in first" she says, challenging him to come up with a reply to match hers.

"Oh believe me Dr. Yang, my stamina's spectacular." He gives her a cocky grin and looks her up and down slowly. "Amazing, really" he adds, and moves his eyes back up to meet hers.

"Nice try, but you're not that hot. Go find some other woman to bow down to your greatness" she throws over her shoulder as she moves away from him, sarcasm heavy in her voice.

"Hey! What about that food, I'm starving." He says, trying to get her to spend as much time with him as possible.

"Will said food be free on my part?" she asks turning around, watching as Avery caught up to her.

"Of course Yang, my mom taught me to never let a pretty lady buy her own food if I'm around" he answered, winking at her in the process.

"Well, I guess your mom's right, but if you go around doing that with every woman you encounter, you'll never have enough OR time to pay for those meals." She adds laughing at his unusual logic.

"Just so happens, I only want to buy one gorgeous woman dinner, whether we're just friends or not"

Looking at the honest in his eyes, Cristina could tell that thinking this over was a very good idea.

"Then I guess you're in luck, I just happen to be starving"

"I'm glad"

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