A/N: For those still reading, another short fluffy chapter!

First Date

"She's dressed like a slut!" Cristina said watching her son leave on his first date.

"That's our friend's daughter." Burke said shocked. "They make a cute couple." He added, closing the door when their car pulled out of the driveway.

"I hope you feel the same way when it's our daughter going out on her first date." She said smiling at him as she sat on the couch next to her daughter who was doing her homework in the living room.

"Of course I will, considering she'll be thirty when she goes out on her first date." Burke said as he sat down next to her.

"You wish!" she said laughing at him. Burke was thankful that he had a couple of years before his little girl grew up.

"Boys are yucky daddy." His daughter said reassuring her father with a smile.

"That's right princess." Burke said ignoring Cristina's face of disbelief.

Later that night after Burke tucked their daughter into bed he walked into their bedroom to Cristina on the bed reading a medical journal. He changed into her pajama bottoms and climbed into bed next to her. Placing a kissing her shoulder, "You know what would be amazing?" he asked before placing a kiss on her lips.

"A triple bypass?" Cristina said playing coy.

"Guess again!" Burke whispered as his hands traveled under her shirt. "We have a couple of hours before our son comes home and our daughter is sound asleep." He whispered his lips moving down her neck.

An hour later Cristina hands traced Burke's chest as she drifted in and out of sleep. Burke shifted when he heard the car pull into the driveway. "Aren't you going to see how things went?" Cristina tiredly asked when he didn't move from the bed.

"We'll find out in the morning. Go back to sleep." His arms tightened around her waist and went back to sleep.

The next morning over breakfast all that Cristina a Burke got out of their son was that he had fun and that he liked her.

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Trumpet Concert

Burke sat in between his daughter and an empty seat, the concert had started ten minutes ago and Cristina was late. He hoped she would make it before James went on to perform his solo.

Thirty minutes later Cristina quietly slipped into the seat next to Burke. Cristina ignored Burke's raised eyebrow, "You're late."

"He hasn't gone on yet." She whispered. "I made it on time so I wouldn't have to see all the rotten players."

He cleared his throat hoping no one heard her, nothing she said could shock him anymore. His attention turned to the stage when the band started filling in. James was in the second row and they had a perfect view of him from where they were sitting. Lucky for Cristina they were the last act and the concert was over.

James walked up to his parents and his sister at the front of the school where they were waiting for them. "You did a good job son, I'm proud of you!"

"You were the best one there!" Cristina exclaimed.

On the way towards the car Burke's arm curled around Cristina's waist and he leaned in towards her ear, "I thought you missed the other ones?"

"I don't need to sit through all the other kids to know my kid the best one. He is my kid after all." She said flashing him a cocky smile.

"Hey I was the one who taught him how to play." Burke said pretending to be hurt.

"Oh yeah I guess you had a little something to do with it." She slid into the car and they were off to a celebration dinner.