Baby Names
Summary: Back and better. 22 weeks pregnant with Burke's baby, Cristina is changed forever
when tragedy strikes for their un-born child. Will they be able to overcome
it or will everything fall apart? BANG, with other peeps later.
Disclaimer: I don't own them for goodness sake.
Addison took Burke straight to Cristina's room but before sending one last apologetic glance in the direction o f the other at the end of the hall. She was sorry she couldn't give them the information they needed right away but her priority was Burke. She couldn't allow Burke to visit his son right away. The baby was too fragile and they were still working on keeping him breathing. Burke could, however, sit beside his girlfriend. They both needed each other for support. Recovery would not be easy for either of them and if they weren't able to be there and help each other through it, neither would be the same ever again.
The journey to Cristina's room was silent. The whole hospital seemed to be enveloped in the gloomy atmosphere. Although few members of staff at Seattle Grace viewed Cristina as a friend, everyone was upset by the tragedy of the situation. And everyone valued Preston Burke as an outstanding surgeon and an overall good guy. No-one, especially not him, deservedwhat had happened. People gave him supportive glances as he walked by them. News of what had happened must have spread fast through the hospital.
Addison finally stopped in the hallway outside a room with the door shut and blinds closed. She gave Preston a look as if to say 'Are you ready?' and, after receiving a nod in reply, she reached for the door handle.
Burke wasn't sure what to expect. This wasn't his field of work. He didn't know whether Cristina would be awake and if not for how long would she be out and would she remember what had happened and would she be in pain? He wanted to ask all these questions as they bounced around in his mind. But first he had to see Cristina. That was his priority.
As Addison opened the door the first thing he noticed was that Cristina, his powerful girlfriend, the confident and stubborn woman he was madly in love with, looked so small and fragile in that hospital bed. She was pale and deadly still under her blanket. Her eyes were closed. She had a tube in her arm and and IV. There were more machines surrounding her, beeping and dinging- hellish sounds straight out of some kind of futuristic nightmare.
Burke was by her side in an instant, stroking her hair with one hand and holding her hand with the other. He clung to her desperately not wanting to ever let go. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the cheek with tears welling up in his eyes. He forced them back wanting to stay strong for her. He sat down on the chair that had been placed beside the bed as Addison and the nurse who had already been in the room left the couple alone.
Burke squeezed Cristina's hand in both of his wanting her to know that she wasn't alone. He wanted her to know that she didn't have to worry. He wanted her to be sure that he was there for her and he would always be there. He wanted her to know that he was sorry for what he had said to her and that that could make it through this together. He wanted her to know what he couldn't express just by squeezing her hand.
He didn't know if she could hear him or not but he started to talk to her anyway in a low hushed voice. So low it was almost a whisper. He started to tell her that everything would be fine, that he was there and it would all get better. He thought that if he willed it enough, she would hear him.
A/N: Sorry it took so long. Net went down. :P enjoy!