Title: Ever Present Past
Time setting: seventeen years after the sixth season's final, more or less.
Chapter: 9/? - From A Whisper To A Scream
Main pairing: Alex-Cristina
Minor pairings: Alex-Ava/Rebecca
Sarah sighed heavily when she realized she was the only one home. She opened the fridge in search of something she liked. Since she and Austin had broken up she hadn't eaten regularly, and she was starting to realize that she needed to. Opting for some orange juice and a sandwich, the girl threw herself on the couch and she switched on the television. They weren't giving anything interesting, though, and as soon as she was done eating her sandwich Sarah found herself extremely bored.
Looking around the loft for something to do, she saw her parents' wedding photo album on the dining room table. Her mom probably looked through it the night before.
The girl opened in warily. Alex and Cristina showed it to her once, when she was little, when they were still married and in a happy place.
In the first picture her mom was walking down the aisle with Sarah's grandfather Saul, a cryptic smile on her face. A photograph taken from another angle showed herself as a newborn in her grandma's arms. Her parents had gotten married at the City Hall before she was born, but after her birth they organized a big wedding and invited everyone they knew. They looked happy in those pictures, like they had everything they needed. There were also pictures of the reception, and Alex and Cristina were kissing in most of them.
Closing the album abruptly, Sarah went back to the kitchen. She took out an old recipes book her mother never used. She was still hungry.
x
Messer and Zoe were in the back of his parents' store, playing Scrabble. Zoe sipped her fresh lemonade. "I won."
"No way!" Eric widened his eyes. "You've been winning for the last three times!"
"Just accept it and offer me dinner." she leaned in and pecked his lips. Her looked at her intensely. "Our first kiss is gonna be magic." she whispered.
"Oh!" Ebony entered just as their kiss deepened.
Zoe blushed.
"Mom!" Messer whined.
His mother rolled his eyes at him. She wasn't pleased with her only son making out with his new girlfriend, but she knew he was responsible enough not to let it get too far, and the girl gave her that impression too.
"I just wanted to let you know that Lisa and Joe, our neighbors, invited us over for dinner tonight. They have a son who's your age, so you won't get bored. And Zoe can come as well, if she wants." she smiled at the girl. She was nice, polite, very down to earth, but she could also be sparkling in a way that reminded her of her daughter.
"Thank your for the invitation, Mrs. Messer. I'll have to check with my mother and then I'll, uh, let you know."
"Well, I need to get back to work. Eric, don't let me know too late, I have to tell the Donovans whether we'll be three or four." the woman said cheerfully, ignoring Messer's expression when she said 'Eric'.
"Do you want to come?" he asked Zoe after his mother left the room.
"I don't know." she shrugged. "We don't know each other that well. Don't you think it's too soon for a family dinner?"
Messer shrugged as well. "I think we've spent together every single afternoon in the last two weeks."
x
"Do you have a lighter?" Isaiah asked when he approached the girl. "Mine won't work."
"Uh, yeah. Here." she said apathetically, eying him head to toe. "'ve never seen ya 'round here." she lighted up a cigarette as well.
"It's the first time I come, indeed." Isaiah told her.
"D'ya skate?"
"Nope. But I love to watch pretty girls like you skating. Getting all sweaty..."
The girl raised her eyebrows at his successful attempt to flirt. "'lright then."
Isaiah followed her to the rink, where older teenagers were already skating. Some hot girls were clapping their hands. He let his eyes wander on them.
"Wanna watch me or not?" the girl barked.
"Of course." he immediately went back to observe her. She was pretty. Nothing special, really, but a touch of sweetness under all the tough words and moves confused him.
His gaze didn't leave her as she skated. There was something incredibly aggressive in her expression, in her body language, but her lilac t-shirt and light brown straight hair that fell innocently on her shoulders, suggested Isaiah she was only pretending. It wasn't hard to notice, since he lived under a mask of falsity himself.
"Can I buy you something to eat or drink?" he carelessly asked her as soon as she joined him again.
x
She was thirsty. She had performed surgeries in the last five hours, and her perfection didn't allow her to stop and drink.
After buying a bottle of water from a vending machine, she made her way to the board to see if Meredith was still in surgery.
Her pager beeped, and without a sign of complaint she took the elevator to the ER. It was a busy day, and she loved busy days the most.
"47-year-old male, car crash, he fell unconscious on the way here. Broken right arm, three broken ribs, possibly perforated spleen."
Cristina's bottle fell on the ground, splashing water everywhere.
"Oh my God! NO! Alex, no!"
Derek caught her right before she threw herself on him, sobbing hysterically.
A/N: I'm starting a blog about my GA/PP stories. I'll put a few of my stories, spoilers about the upcoming chapter, photos of the characters' children, questions and polls about stories I plan to write in the future. If you're interested, ask me the link because I can't past it here :p
