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Cristina Yang was a woman on a mission. Bursting through the front door of the frat house, she surveyed the living room with distaste. For some reason, Alex had seen fit to throw his jacket on the couch. His shoes were sprawled haphazardly on the floor along with his keys and wallet. The place was a mess, and she intended to give Alex hell about it.

Some other time.

For now, she was focussed on getting him out of the house, so she could have some alone time with Owen.

Undeterred, she made her way up the stairs, pushing his door open without warning. She figured that way she'd be more likely to catch him in the act of something he shouldn't be doing. Screwing Hairball, probably.

Fortunately for him, Alex Karev was simply laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

Cristina rolled her eyes. "Why so sad, Evil Spawn? Actually, don't answer that. Get Hairball, and get out. Owen's coming over."

It was an unwritten rule that suited them both: Alex had no desire to violate his ears with the sounds of his roommate and her ex-husband in the throes, and Cristina valued her privacy.

He propped himself up on one elbow. "She isn't here, Yang."

She scowled. "Yeah, right. Her jacket's down stairs, and the weather's been awful all week, so unless you expect me to believe she walked out of here without it, get your girlfriend, and get out."

"That's what happened."

She stared disbelievingly at him. "You're not vehemently denying she's your girlfriend. Which means she is. Oh my God, Evil Spawn has a girlfriend. An intern girlfriend."

He frowned. "Stop jumping to conclusions. She's not my girlfriend."

She studied his face for a minute, then moved to sit down on the bed beside him with a sigh. "What did you do, Alex?"

"I screwed up."

"Well, that goes without saying." she replied easily.

Alex was not the kind of person who was in touch with his feelings. That said, neither was Yang. But he knew himself pretty well, and he'd been through this kind of thing before.

"I'm an idiot." He said suddenly. "I love her."

Yang shot him an unimpressed look. "Obviously. We've known for a while now. Mere was supposed to tell you. Didn't she?"

He ignored her. This revelation may not be big news to Yang, but for him, it changed everything. He loved Jo. Of course he did. He didn't know how it had happened, or when, or why he seemed doomed to always fall for the crazy ones, but it had happened, and he was damned if he was letting her get away.

He sat bolt upright, startling his roommate. "I have to go."

She nodded. "That's what I said. Owen's coming over."

"No, stupid. I have to go get her." He jumped up off the bed, making for the stairs.

She followed a safe distance behind. "I really hope we're still talking about Hairball, and not some other crazy chick."

He ignored her sarcasm, grabbing his keys off the counter, and swearing under his breath as realisation hit. "Crap. I can't drive. I had a couple of freakin' beers."

Cristina sighed. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she tapped out a quick text to her ex-husband.

"Hairball and Evil Spawn had lover's tiff. Mere isn't here, so I'm stuck dealing with it. Can you come over an hour later? –C"

"Come on, lover boy. I'll drive you. But only there, mind. You can make your own way back."

Alex grinned. "You know, you're not so bad, Yang."

She rolled her eyes at his poor attempt at thanks. "Whatever."

"Hurry up, then. We need to make a stop on the way."

A/N: The reason this chapter took so long is because I wanted to try and put more feelings in, but writing them goes against my grain, so I've been putting it off. This was supposed to incorporate him going over to her house too, but I really wanted to get another chapter up tonight, so that'll hopefully happen sometime this weekend. Tons and tons of emotions, I swear. Maybe.

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