Sorry for the super long delay guys I had a brain block couldn't decided were to take this but here we go.

Just a short chapter the next chapter will be from Owens's POV.

I am not liking this story at all btw lol I can't write and it shows badly in this story anyway thanks for the support it encourages me. Lv ya all.

Chapter 4 Mistakes We Might Make

It had been a couple of days since her 'non date' with Jackson. He was a good guy, acting like nothing had happened. Like she hadn't told him about her entire history with Owen or cried, he was turning out to be a good friend which was nice.

Cristina saw Owen around the hospital but he was not talking to her. If he saw her coming he would walk in the other direction, which was infuriating. She got that he was hurt about her non date with Jackson, but she was still hurt about Teddy.

Cristina found herself once again at Joe's with Jackson, who was becoming a pretty good friend.

Meredith was still busy with Derek, understandably so. Jackson made a good substitute.

Earlier that day, she had seen Owen giggling like a stupid school boy with some new nurse who had started. The nurses must have heard they had broken up as they were always there, all over him, handing him charts and smiling and flirting. Ergh, stuff she would never be seen dead doing.

Four Martinis later and she did something she knew she was going to regret later. She, in her drunken state, felt herself throwing her arms around Jackson and planting a big wet one on him was a great idea and would make her feel so much better.

She lunged towards him and kissed him hard on the mouth. Jackson stumbled taken aback; she grabbed the waist of his jeans to pull him closer and kissed him again.

Rather shocked, he pulled away and started to stammer. "Whoa, what are you doing? I thought you didn't want this?"

She slurred her words a little, "What? Oh forget it, that's so over. Owen has made that clear, even though I dumped him first technically, I just want to forget him." She leaned forward and tried to kiss him again. "Come on, pretty boy, fuck me."

Jackson smiled and held her up. "Yang, err I mean, Cristina. I would love to fuck you, but we both know I'm not the one you want. So instead, I'm going to take you home, get you some coffee and put you to bed."

She stumbled and he had to hold her up as he walked her home. She handed over her keys when he asked and Jackson let them in.

He lead her to the sofa where she kind of fell onto it. He fetched a glass of water which he made her drink.

Cristina was sober enough so she went to change in her room.

He went to check on her after awhile and saw her fast asleep in her bed. He smiled, she was lovely and in a different time he would have had a chance, maybe.

TBC