Cristina sat on the bench, furiously tapping the keyboard of her laptop. She still had to finish this report before she returns to Zurich. But it doesn't look like she'll able to finish it, every time she attempts to type something, her mind wanders off to somewhere else. To last night. To the gala. She can't believe she flew thousands of miles to attend a gala, wear a designer gown, put on make-up, and just end up getting drunk. That was so unprofessional, even she knew that. Plus, they lost the bidding to Kyoto Research Clinic. But then, she didn't even notice all the glasses of tequila she drank, because she was too busy and too anxious, thinking of Owen. Oh God, Owen. The last time she saw him was when Isaac dragged her back to their table, she remembered the look on Owen's face when he was watching them walk away, it was full of doubt, of confusion, of hurt, and of sadness. She knew he had a lot questions, but she hadn't had the chance to explain. And she doesn't' think she'll ever have a chance to explain.

"Hey." she heard a very familiar voice from behind, "You alright? You look like something's bothering you. Here, brought you some coffee. "

"Thanks Isaac. I'm just trying to finish this report. And I can't seem to finish even one sentence. And, our flight's delayed. Ugh."

"Well, look on the bright side, you'll have enough time to finish that."

Cristina nodded and took a sip from her coffee, when suddenly, her phone started ringing. She immediately took it from the side pocket of her bag, and was surprised at the name she saw on the screen. It's been a while since she got this call.

"Mer?"

"Cristina! You we're in the country and you didn't even bother to tell me?"

Usually, when someone yells at her through a phone call, she gets mad, annoyed, and ends the call immediately. But this time, she can't help but smile at the deafening voice from the other end of the line. She didn't think Meredith would care that she was in the country, or even at the fact that she didn't tell her about it.

"Cristina!"

"I'm sorry, Mer. I'm here at Boston for only one night, and now I'm at the airport, just waiting for my flight. I'm really sorry."

"You made a promise. That we'd get drunk when you're here." Meredith frowned.

"I know... I know. Maybe next time?"

Meredith sighed. "Anyway, I didn't call you just to yell at you, Arizona needs to talk to you about something." She handed her phone to Arizona.

"Hey Cristina!"

"Oh hey, what is it?"

"I know you're busy. But I'd like to talk to you about a case. We have a six month old infant, with Pulmonary Atresia with VSD. She already had two surgeries to replace the pulmonary valve. But in both surgeries, she rejected it. Also, the VSD repair we did seem to tear apart. We thought a heart transplant would be the best option but then, we've read about your Simon Valve and SD Repair technique. And we think that this patient is a very good candidate for the procedure."

"Have you used an animal valve?"

"Yes, in her second surgery. But, it's not working."

Cristina didn't know how to respond, "Uh... Arizona, I'd love to help but my flight to Zurich is in a few hours. And, I don't even have her chart."

"We could send you her x-ray and other lab results, and notes from her chart via e-mail. Please, Cristina. This patient is Jasmine Shepherd, Amy's daughter. We really hope you could spare some time to do this procedure, or even just take a look at her chart. I think it's her best shot."

Cristina was not close with Amy, but she is Derek's sister and Meredith's sister-in-law, which makes it hard for her to say no.

"Okay, send me her chart."

"Yes! Thank you, Cristina."

"You're welcome. I'll call you back when I've studied her chart." Cristina smiled, and ended the call.

"Who was that?" asked Isaac.

"It was Meredith and Arizona. They have a kid that has PA with VSD. And they want me to take a look at her chart, they think that she's a good candidate for the Simon technique." She said, while getting her iPad from her bag.

"But I thought the Simon technique is still being developed."

"It still is. But the patient, she's Derek's niece. And… I just can't say no. So I'll look at her chart and I'll see what I can do to help." She opened her email, and saw the files sent by Arizona. Both she and Isaac studied the patient's lab results, her x-rays, her CT scans, and the notes from her previous surgeries. And they both agreed that her case was similar to some of the patients that Cristina treated using the Simon technique.

"If you decide to do this, I'll come with you."

"What? No. You should go back to the hospital, you have patients waiting for you."

"Cristina, an extra set of hands can help. Besides, I assisted you twice in that procedure. So you can't say no."

Cristina inhaled deeply, she knew that agreeing to perform this surgery would mean returning to Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital. She wasn't sure if she's ready to be back. Because it's been 4 years, and she thought that maybe all her friends in Seattle have moved on, and have forgotten her already. She was afraid that maybe they have changed, and conversations with them would be somehow awkward or different. Plus, bringing Isaac may not be a good idea, based on Owen's reaction last night. Oh God, Owen. Why does she keep on forgetting about him?

Cristina, stop overthinking it, she finally told herself, you'll return to Seattle to save baby Jasmine's life. And so whatever happens, happens.


"Dr. Robbins, how long are we going to wait for Dr. Yang's response? The longer we wait, the greater the complications of the surgery will be."

"I know that, Dr. Anderson. But I trust Cristina, she'll call us, and she'll tell us that she's going to do the procedure on baby Jasmine." Arizona smiled.

Dr. Anderson sighed, "Well, that's your call Dr. Robbins."

Arizona stood up and went to the attending's lounge, where she saw Meredith, Alex, April and Jackson talking.

"Hey, has she called yet?"

Meredith shook her head, took out her phone and placed it on the table.

"Who hasn't called yet?" asked April.

"Cristina. We consulted her for…"

Before Arizona could finish, Meredith's phone started ringing, and all eyes turned to the phone on the table.


Cristina walked to the nearest counter, where there is a woman sitting behind it.

"Miss, two tickets for the earliest flight to Seattle, please."


A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter is rather short. But I'll update this as soon as I can. And I hope you leave some reviews, I'd love to know what you think. :))