So, I've kinds lost my will to write, I think its the missing Cristina Yang blues :(, I'm having a hard time accepting that she won't appear in season 11. This is my attempt to get back at it and start continuing my stories and finishing them, two are almost done, I just have to sit and write, hopefully within the next few weeks I can finish them.
Please let me know what you think.
"Ah, I can almost smell the disinfectant." George commented blissfully as they walked through the corridors of Seattle Grace.
"Smells like home." He added while surveying his surroundings. "This isn't so bad, it's like a walk down memory lane." Cristina shot him an annoyed look as they walked down the hall. "Yeah, It must be so fun for you to accompany me while I relive the most self-depreciating moments of my life." Cristina said sarcastically.
"Don't worry, Cristina, not all the memories are bad, yes, some are sad but they are beautiful." George tried to console, his smile never fading from his face as flashes of memories played through his mind of his time at Seattle Grace.
"You know, I always knew it would be you." He stated as the continued to stroll the corridors of the vacant hospital.
Cristina was lost in her own thoughts for a moment, thinking about her first day at Seattle Grace, meeting Meredith and becoming a family with George, Izzie, and Alex. It seemed like death was inevitable in her life, be it physical death or the death of friendships and relationships, she could never seem to hold onto something tight enough, always scared to commit and letting people slip through the cracks.
She turned to him with knitted eyebrows, clearly confused and not paying attention to the words he spoke. "Wh- What?" She asked. Still in a bout of deja vu.
"I always knew it would be you." George repeated. He could tell she was nostalgic just as he was.
"What would be me?"
"That you were the shinning star, that out of all of us, you would be the one to conquer hell and high water." He clarified. "Not that I'm surprised or ever doubted you, you always wanted this more than any of us, its all you waned, and I'm happy to see that you have it."
Cristina gave him a perplexed look, but she quickly alleviated her gaze, something about his words rubbed her the wrong way even though they were actually her own words re-iterated verbatim. She could never of seen herself give up her work, her passion for anything or anyone, but she was afraid that the tightening in her stomach would only get worse with every memory she had to relive.
They were brought back from their thoughts as they mindlessly reached the cancer ward. The silence quickly turned into the hustle and bustle that the hospital was accustomed to. Standing by the nurses station, in front of a computer, was Meredith and Cristina stood talking.
George ushered for Cristina to follow him, so they could get closer and hear the conversation. He let Cristina stand between the herself and Meredith while he stood a step back.
"Well," Meredith shrugged her shoulders, "I'm going to city hall, you know, to do the thing." She clarified.
Cristina raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Seriously?" She asked flabbergasted. "It doesn't seem like the day for it."
Meredith nodded and nodded towards the room where Izzie lay cancer stricken and with an inability to remember for more than 60 seconds as Alex tried as hard as he could to try and make her remember with post-its covering the whole hospital room.
"Look at Alex, he's in there working hard all day, and she doesn't even know. And if she stay's like this, then she may never know how much he loves her. And that girl Amanda, she's in there loving a stranger, she thinks that's her prince charming. I mean, he's probably going to die today, chances are.
"So, yeah, I'm going to get married, because I think its important to take the time and tell the people who you love how much you love them while they can hear you." Meredith stated as Cristina let out a sigh of agreement and turned to watch Alex as he read post-it notes to Izzie.
"I love you, Cristina Yang." Meredith's voice broke her concentration from the scene. She turned to face her, a smile dancing on her lips, one that Crisitna couldn't help but imitate. They looked like smiling idiots but neither seemed to care in this moment.
"You have changed." Cristina mused after a long moment.
Meredith shrugged, "Mmh, maybe I have." She countered.
Suddenly Cristina's smile faded into a very serious and stern look, causing Meredith to slightly panic at her change in demeanor.
"What?" She asked flatly.
Without a second to ponder Cristina simply said, "I'm going to hug you." And thus she did in a very awkward and humorous pose as Meredith cracked a smile and nodded shook her head in a little disbelief and a bit of joy.
Cristina stood in silence for a couple minutes.
"You were lying in a trauma room, the whole hospital was talking about some would be hero that had a God complex and put himself in danger to save someone else. We talked about you like you weren't real, like you weren't a person, like your death wouldn't effect us because the man hit by a bus was a John Doe, he had no name, no family, no identity. He wasn't real until he was you." Cristina looked behind her and took a few steps towards George.
"I never told you that you were a good doctor, that you were a great friend, that you were the most selfless person I have ever met, and I also never got the chance to tell you that…I loved you George, that I love you, and you will never be forgotten." Stray tears began to fall down her face, engrossed in her won emotions and attachments she couldn't deny.
George smiled, "That's the beauty of this world Cristina, sometimes you get a second chance."
"Is this what this is?" She asked, "Is that why you're here?"
"I'm here because I was sent here, I didn't have a choice, but I definitely wouldn't trade this opportunity."
"Me neither." She added.
"I'm very proud of you Cristina, proud of all of you, I just wish sometimes I could be there to join in your happiness and success and be part of your lives.
"Part of whose life?" She countered without giving him time to answer. "We have all drifted away, I guess thats just life, people walk in and out and you just have to accept it, nothing is forever."
"It can be if you tried, if you wanted it bad enough, yes, people grow and change but if you work hard at it enough, you can grow together, it takes patient and time but some people are meant to be apart of you for life not just for a moment in time."
George looked down at his watch, "C'mon, I have one more flashback to show you before our time is up." She looked at him somberly.