"Meredith, what the hell? Why aren't you picking up? Why did I have to find out through Owen that Derek has left? Come on, talk to me." Cristina left yet another message for Meredith who was not answering her phone. Cristina had finally felt in her place. She was content, not quite happy but getting there. She had her dream job, she had funding, she had friends and she had status. She had her shit together. And then, like it does, life threw her another curve ball. Not only had Owen come and gone but her, supposedly, best friend, her "twisted sister" wasn't talking to her. What the hell life? Last she had heard from Mer she and Derek were fighting but it wasn't serious. Had Cristina said something wrong? She did have a tendency to be far too honest. Last week she had her career, she had Owen and she had Meredith, apparently now she only had her career. What the hell.

Cristina and Shane were in the lab a few days later. All she had heard from Owen since he left was a brief text message, she hated texts, saying 'Im sorry Cristina, we will mke this wrk, trust me, love you cx'. Ugh, she hated that, he hadn't even spent enough time and effort writing the text to correct the spelling errors. Why even bother? Since Owen had left she had felt so annoyed, annoyed at him, annoyed at Meredith, annoyed at Derek, annoyed at Shane for just being there and annoyed at everyone. Everyone can go to hell.

"Shane! Are you even listening to me? The valve would calcify, there's no way around it. That would lead to stenosis and so instead why don't you just kill Mr Farner instead of putting him through a risky and painful surgery only for him to die anyway? Wouldn't that be kinder Shane? Or should I call you Dopey?" She screamed.

Shane retreated.

"I'm sorry Doctor Yang, I thought that if the-"

"If the what? What? Go on!"

"I thought that if the Mitral Valve was replaced then we could attempt-" Once again he was cut off.

"Get out of my lab Dopey; only come back tomorrow if you have something useful to contribute." She dismissed him with a wave of her hand. He seemed to recoil and then slunk out of the lab, leaving Cristina alone, as usual.

She just didn't understand. Was she that socially inept that she had fallen out with her best friend and not noticed? She could literally print components of a human heart, she could repair a heart, she could bring someone back to life, but she could not grasp why no one seemed to be talking to her. Only a week ago she thought she had everything, until Owen left in such a rush. She thought that finally they were on the same page until he got one stupid email and just disappeared. At least he had sent a lousy, un-spellchecked text, which is more than Meredith had done. Well Cristina had had enough. Screw him. Screw MerDer. She was going to go home, drink an obscene amount of tequila and dance all by herself.

She made her way home, once again stopping at the store for a bottle of tequila and a couple of other items and then let herself in. This time it wasn't Owen standing in her front room declaring his love, it was Meredith, asleep on her sofa with a half empty bottle of tequila and glass on the side table.

"What the hell? You guys have to stop breaking in to my apartment without warning. It's getting ridiculous." She screamed.

Meredith was stirring. She looked up at Cristina and smiled; suddenly she hopped up and grabbed her friend around the waste.

"Cristina! I'm sorry I kind of broke in; I got the idea from Owen." She smiled that wicked, devious smile. "Let's drink!"

"What are you doing here? Why don't you people just call first? Seriously, this isn't like Seattle to, I don't know, somewhere in Portland! This is Switzerland! Switzerland! You don't just pop by, this is another continent. This isn't a spur of the moment trip!" Cristina had had enough. On any other day she would be happy to talk to her friend, drink, dance it out. But not tonight, tonight Cristina was pissed. "I am sorry Mer. We can do all the talking you want in the morning but I am going to bed." She stormed out of the front room and into her en suite. Deep down she was pleased to see Mer, but why didn't she just call first? Why didn't anyone just call? All these stupid texts and grand gestures, what was wrong with a good old phone call? When she had finished in the bathroom she returned to her bedroom to find Meredith, obviously drunk, snuggling into Cristina's bed. It had been a while since they had done this but Cristina climbed into the other side of the bed.

"I think I'm kind of drunk." Meredith hiccupped.

"I think you are too." Cristina agreed.

They slept.

In the morning Cristina got up with a sudden craving and as she headed towards the kitchen to reheat some Chinese food for breakfast she remembered Meredith was in the apartment somewhere. Where had she gone? Immediately she heard a noise from the bathroom that told her that Meredith had drunk too much and was now cradling the toilet like a newborn. Idiot. She carried on to the kitchen to reheat her food and also to make some coffee and prepare some Alka Seltzers for Mer.

"I should not have drunk that tequila!" Meredith exclaimed as she meandered into the room, head in hands, and poured a cup of coffee.

"Well nobody forced you Mer." Cristina was tucking into her Chinese food and wondering why this wasn't a more popular breakfast food.

"No, I mean, I should not have drunk that tequila." There was a look on her face that Crisitina didn't get. She looked serious. Or was she upset?

"Whatever, okay, Mer, I love you, I'm happy to see you but can you please explain to me what is going on? I haven't heard from you; you haven't spoken to me. Talk to me. Tell me what is happening because I am past trying to guess and I am about ready to just give up."

"Cristina, why is there a pregnancy test kit in your bathroom?"

"What!?" Shit.

"I used it. I'm pregnant." At this Meredith dropped her head onto the kitchen surface and whaled into the marble. "Oh my god what is happening."

Cristina back tracked. Since Owen had made his dramatic entrance back into her life a couple of weeks ago she had been so relaxed and happy that she temporarily had been irresponsible and forgotten about birth control. When the weird cravings had kicked in she began to wonder so she bought a test. Had Meredith not turned up in her apartment Cristina's plan was to take the pregnancy test she bought from the store and then when it showed up negative, which it would, she would celebrate with the bottle of tequila. But Mer had turned up and so her plans had been postponed. And noe Meredith was pregnant.

"Meredith." She said solemnly.

"Derek is still in stupid DC and you're here and I'm all alone and now I'm pregnant oh my god oh my god oh my god.." She was cut off.

"MER!"

Meredith finally raised her head and looked at Cristina, her face was a puddle.

"Were there two tests in the box?" Cristina asked.

"What?" Meredith was lost.

"Pregnancy tests. Were there two in the box?"

"Umm, yeah, I think so anyway, why?"

"Because I think, I think I'm pregnant too." Cristina admitted. Suddenly she felt lighter. But she wouldn't be for long. This time she was keeping it.