GREY'S ANATOMY

--A BLAST FROM THE PAST--

Chapter X
"In My Imagination"

Welcome to Chapter 10. Just a quick A/N before you start reading (and hopefully enjoying :D) from now on Erica Hahn no longer exists in my story (was that harsh?) truthfully, I never really liked her. I mean, at the beginning of Season 5 she started to look a little nicer but then the whole gonna-tell-on-Izzie-to-UNOS-thing, yeah that wasn't pretty. So she's gone :) anyway, here's chap 10!

SCENE 1:
Izzie is in the kitchen, doing some cooking. Cristina is reading a book at the table while eating corn flakes from the box.

Izzie: Ok, I've put the cinnanom, the butter, the cheese... What am I missing?

Cristina: What're you doing over there anyway? You've been hogging over that oven since, like 5 in the morning. And it's 6 now!

Izzie: I'm cooking us dinner.

Cristina: (confused face) "Us"?

Izzie: Yeah. You, me and Meredith.

Cristina: Um...why?

Izzie: We never hang out that much, just the three of us.

Cristina: There's generally a reason for that.

Izzie: Come on! I think it'll be fun. Just us three women, lots of good food, booze...

Cristina: I'm there!

Izzie: Ok, so what have I missed? What have I missed? Mmmm, it must be something.

Cristina: Is that happening a lot now?

Izzie: What?

Cristina: You know, you...forgetting stuff.

(Izzie turns around and looks at her)

Izzie: Why? Why are you...why?

Cristina: I just wanna know.

Izzie: We promised we wouldn't talk about it, Cristina.

Cristina: No, you promised you wouldn't talk about it, Izzie, because you're scared to talk about it. Because you don't want to treat yourself and the thought of losing yourself is scaring you.

Izzie: (shakes her head) I'm not afraid of dying and you won't even get a test to find out what's wrong with you!

Cristina: You're afraid.

Izzie: No I'm not.

Cristina: You so are.

Izzie: Am not!

Cristina: (screams) Well then you should be!

(Silence)

Izzie: Cristina... We are not talking about this right now.

(Meredith comes in)

Meredith: Not talking about what?

Cristina: Uh....

Izzie: Not talking about...

Cristina: Your maid of honor!

Meredith: (chuckles) What?

Izzie: Yeah, yeah, we uhm.. we were just discussing... you know, wondering actually who you were giong to choose. As your maid of honor.

Meredith: Oh.

Cristina: We know it's fast and really lame because I don't even like weddings. I mean, look how mine turned out.

Meredith: It is early and fast. And kinda lame. I mean, Derek and I didn't even go through this whole...if we want a big fancy wedding thing with the maid of honor and the flowers and the chapel.

Izzie: Wh-wh- you have to! You have to get all that! I-I mean, you only get married once.

Cristina: No they don't, (turns to Meredith) and don't listen to her. Like, ever.

Meredith: I'm gonna go get dressed.

Cristina: Take me with you. She (referring to Izzie) is just driving me crazy.

(Meredith and Cristina walk up the stairs)

Izzie: (talking to herself) Ugh, I am not driving anyone crazy. Pasta! I forgot to put the pasta! (opens the closet above her head and her hand suddenly shivers and shakes really fast. Izzie stares at it, in complete shock and fear, she holds her hand in order to make it stop) Stop. Just stop. Not now.

(Izzie squeezes her eyes shut and sighs a long, tiresome sigh. Then her hand is just fine again. She grabs the pasta)

Scene 2:
Nurses' Station. Mark is signing some papers while Derek comes next to him and starts signs some stuff now.

Derek: Hey.

Mark: Hey. What's wrong with you?

Derek: What do you mean?

Mark: You're smiling, and you're quirky and all shiny with that ridiculous perfect hair. Something's not right.

Derek: (smiling) Meredith and I are getting married.

Mark: Really? You and Big Grey?

Derek: Yeah.

Mark: Congratulations. Am I your best man?

Derek: Oh, uh, we haven't...really...talked about that yet.

Mark: What, she don't think I'm best-man material?

Derek: No, no...

Mark: Or do you not think I'm best-man material?

Derek: No, Mark...

Mark: I mean, just because I screwed your ex wife, doesn't mean I'm a serial marriage-wrecker.

Derek: Of course I trust you and you're definitely best-man material, and you're definitely gonna be my best man. Meredith and I still have a lot to discuss, though. It was very sudden, the engagement.

Mark: Thanks, pal.

Derek: (starts to walk away) And me and Addison? You weren't the reason we got a divorce. She and I just never...it never clicked like the way Meredith and I do.

Mark: You're all emotional and gooey now.

Derek: (smiling) I'm an engaged man. (walks away)

(Lexie approaches Mark, upset)

Lexie: Don't ever let me do it again.

Mark: What?

Lexie: Telling the parents that we couldn't save their child. It's physical and mental torture, it's just as close as being in hell, and I almost screwed it up last night because I couldn't control my feelings so as a doctor...as a surgeon, no-no. As a human, Dr. Sloan, I am begging you not to allow me do that again. (walks away)

Mark: Ohh, she's sassy. (Callie shows up too, and she seems very desperate) Ugh, what do I look like to you people? Dr. Phil?

Callie: I can't believe she just left. I mean, without even saying good-bye!

Mark: I thought you two weren't even a thing.

Callie: Yeah, but we slept together. More than once. And I liked her. And she just left like that? Like she's some...you know...queen!

Mark: Ohh, if that's your idea of a queen... (shakes his head)

Callie: Oh, and are you sleeping with Lexie?

Mark: Who?

Callie: Lexie! Lexie Grey.

Mark: Not ringing any bells, Dr. Torres.

Callie: Little Grey?

Mark: Oh, little Grey? Why would I be sleeping with her?

Callie: Because she's pretty and cute and an she's intern and you're a man-whore.

Mark: I am not--yeah, maybe just a little. But we're not having sex.

Callie: Good, because that would be... I mean, you're her boss. We don't need any more of that drama. (walks away)

(Mark just looks the other way and starts noticing Lexie as she's laughing with her fellow interns)

Mark: (turns the other way, puts a hand on his forehead) Stupid Torres. (sighs)

Scene 3:
Exam Room. Cristina is examining her own X-rays. Izzie is with her.

Izzie: Nothing. Not even a met. Nothing.

Cristina: There's nothing wrong with me? No cancer? No...woopy, sad, dramatic disease that could kill me?

Izzie: Not even close. These x-rays look perfect.

Cristina: (sighs) That's great. I'll get back to work.

Izzie: No, Cristina, there has to be something. There, I mean... there has to be... I mean... (sighs) I don't understand.

Cristina: I'm not sick. What's the big deal?

Izzie: Then why did you see Burke?

Cristina: Maybe I just imagined him. I was really upset at that time, Burke had just died, his Ma visited me a few hours earlier... Everything about that night reminded me of him. So...I saw him. In my imagination. Just get back to work, Izzie.

(Izzie puts the x-rays down and says goodbye as she leaves the x-ray room. Camera spans around to Cristina's face)

Cristina: Why are you still here?

(She turns around and Burke is right there, standing behind her)

Burke: You should know why, Cristina.

--END--

Sorry, I know this was REALLY short and not that good. But I wrote that in a hurry...but I really wanted to update. I'm tellin' ya, the next chapter's gonna be one helluva ride. You're gonna love it! Plz RnR now.