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"Ugh," Cristina moaned as the clock turned five, the alarm screeching persistently in her ear. She begrudgingly rolled over, slapping the snooze button in annoyance. She tried to bury her head in her pillow, burrowing deeper into the entanglement of her blankets. She did not want to wake up. She did not want to wake and face the forthcoming events of the day. Today was the day of her appointment. It had come so fast. The clock turned five O' five and the piercing screech of her alarm began once again. Cristina moaned again, throwing her blankets off in a fit of rage. She hit the off button. No change. She hit it again, this time with more force. The screeching continued. Cristina jumped out of bed and angrily ripped the alarm cord out of its socket. The screeching stopped. Cristina let out a frustrated sigh, before collapsing back onto her bed and closing her eyes.
"Cristina!" Meredith's voice came loudly into the room, as she frantically knocked on the door. Cristina groaned.
"I'm getting up," she lied.
"Cristina."
"I am, I swear." She rolled over, making herself more comfortable.
"Cristina!" There was a thud as Meredith burst through the door.
"Go away," Cristina whined into the pillow. Meredith's eyes fell to her the sunken figure of her friend. She sighed, before crawling into bed next to Cristina.
"I know," she said solemnly as she examined the cracks in the ceiling. "I know what it's like." Cristina was silent. "When you crawl into bed and never want to wake up."
"Mmmhhm" Cristina murmured. "I remember." And she did remember. She remembered the time she had to physically kick Meredith out of bed. But that was beside the point. She just wanted this one time, one time that she could roll over and bury her troubles in the comfort of her blankets.
"You have to get up Cristina." Meredith nudged her encouragingly. "Lying here forever is not going to make your problems go away."
"Oh, what would you know?" Cristina threw her pillow angrily at Meredith.
"Avery," Lexie ran to catch up with Avery at the elevator. He gave her a brief look before dismissively retracting his gaze. "Avery," she followed him into the elevator.
"It's fine." He said coldly. "We don't have to do this."
"Avery," she pulled him around to face her. "I loved Mark, and feelings like that don't just disappear."
"What are you saying?" Avery asked, unable to find the point of her little speech.
"It's over between me and Mark, you have to know that." Lexie looked at him expectantly. He said nothing. The elevator buzzed and the doors drew open. "I love you." Lexie smiled giving him a quick kiss before scurrying off. As the doors began to shut, April squeezed through, entering the elevator.
"Jackson." She acknowledged his presence.
"April." They stood in awkward silence for what seemed like hours.
"Avery, about last night…" she began.
"So you agree?" he interrupted. "We should just forget it ever it happened." Her heart sunk at his words. She had somehow known the words were coming. Of course he would go back to Lexie. She was just a mistake. It wasn't supposed to happen. She nodded somewhat unconvincingly but Avery didn't seem to notice. The elevator buzzed and the doors drew open.
"You know I've been thinking." Meredith began. "It doesn't make much sense. Izzie cut Deny's L-VAD wire and stole an organ, all she got was probation. I would love to go on probation." She looked at Cristina's emotionless face as she filled in a form. "It doesn't make sense right? I switch some drugs around and I get fired."
"Maybe they're just sick of all our shit." Cristina spoke at last.
"Cristina!"
"Oh, just shut up Meredith." Cristina was right. It wasn't about her this was about Cristina. She was here for Cristina, she had to remember that.
"Sorry," she whispered.
Cristina stared blankly at the clock on the wall. She listened to its slow impounding tick. Tick, tick, tick, the clock mocked her. Her heart began to beat heavy, the realisation of the moment hitting her hard like a blow to the stomach.
"I'm scared." She gulped to supress the upcoming feeling. Meredith said nothing, gently touching Cristina's hand. She turned away from Meredith, not wanting to show the doubt in her eyes. "I don't want to lose him Mer."
"Owen?"
"I just I – I can't" she stood suddenly clasping a hand to her mouth, she hurried out of the room.
"Cristina?" Meredith called after her.
Meredith held Cristina's hair back as she vomited into the bin.
"You don't have to do this you know." She said once Cristina was finished. Cristina breathed in the fresh air, trying to clear her head.
"No." she said to herself shaking her head. "I just, I can't."
Owen removed his scrub cap with a sigh of relief as he left the OR.
"That was close, Owen," Teddy said as she too took off her scrub cap. "Nice work Dr Hunt." She gave him an encouraging nudge as a she pushed past him. He was relieved the surgery had gone so well, but even so he could not be happy. Not today. His mind roamed to Cristina, perhaps he was being selfish to ask her to keep the baby. No. It wasn't just that, he thought to himself. Cristina didn't even involve him in the decision. There was no discussion. Is it too much to ask to have a say? Surely he wasn't in the wrong for wanting to be involved in the matter of his unborn child. He opened the door to his office. Still, he missed Cristina and longed for her warm body next to his and night. He leaned back in his chair, running his fingers through his rugged hair. He was so consumed in his thoughts he hardly even noticed the opening of his office door. Cristina stood in the doorway, she didn't speak, she just stood. She stared intently at him examining the intricate features of his face.
"Cristina?" Owen spoke in surprise. "What are you doing here? I thought you had your –" He couldn't bear to say it.
"I think life changes you." She said thinking. "I think life changes you, and you don't know until the time for change comes."
"What are you saying Cristina?" His heart began to melt. He walked towards her only a small distance between them now.
"I couldn't do it. I can't do it."
"We are having a baby?"
"Alright, whatever." She said casually as she turned to leave. Owen caught her by her arm and pulled her into a tight embrace. And a slight, barely noticeable smile stretched across her face.
