"Um…wow. I don't, well, yeah, wow," Meredith said, clearly shocked.

"Yeah, I know. Wouldn't expect it huh?" Mark said, laughing.

"Uh, no."

"Well, I'm finding out I'm surprising people everyday."

"So I see you're okay," Addison said.

"Yeah, looks that way," Mark said, avoiding looking at her.

"I heard you're able to have sex still," Addison, mentally kicking herself for that comment.

"Not today, but yeah," Mark said, trying hard not to smile.

"Well, I'm just going to go now," Addison said. "And bang my head against the wall a few times in the locker room," she added to herself.

Addison turns out the door and starts walking when she runs into Meredith.

"Dr. Grey, what are you doing out of bed?" she asked.

"Um, just taking a walk I guess. Hey can I talk to you for a minute?" Meredith asked.

"Well I really need to get back to work and don't really want to hear about your relationship with my ex-husband."

"This isn't really for me. It's actually kind of for you," Meredith said, walking into her room.

"Okay, what do you mean it's for me?"

"Well, it's about Mark."

"Well, I don't really need to hear this," Addison said, turning to walk out the door.

"You had a baby with him?"

Addison stopped and turned around. "What-what did you say?"

"He told me you had a baby with him. And I've heard that you're looking for a guy to have kids with. He also told me a few things that have surprised me-things that make him really human."

"Like what?"

"Like the fact that you aborted his child. That fact that he's still hurt about it. Or how about the fact that he told you he couldn't last the full 60 days because he didn't have the heart to tell you that he knows you slept with Alex. You made him realize what it's like to be cheated on. He wants you but he's scare," Meredith said.

"He said that?"

"Yeah, because he and I are friends. But I don't think he really wanted you to know, but I don't care. I want him to be happy and you deserve to be happy too. I hope you two find a way to be together."

"Cristina," Burke said, walking into the on-call room where she was lying down.

"Go away."

"Please, talk to me."

"Why?" Cristina asked, sitting up. "What do you want, Burke? What could you possibly have to talk to me about?"

"I miss you."

"You left me!" Cristina said, jumping up. "You left me at the church. I gave up my apartment. I committed to you. I agreed to marry you. I put on a dress I couldn't breathe in, even though you know it's not me to put on a dress. I agreed to a big wedding even though I told you I wanted a small wedding in City Hall. I let 'mama' take my eyebrows. I put on the 'Burke' choker that weighed more than I did. Why did I do this? For you, that's why. I was selfless. I did all of this because it was what would make you happy; that's what you do when you're in love. The person you are in love with, their happiness, it comes before your own. But not with you it didn't. With you it was all about you. I think you did love me once, but somehow you fell out of it. So what do we have to talk about, Burke? Huh? Because you don't have the right to tell me you miss me, not after YOU left ME!"

"You're right. I was selfish. I wanted something you didn't want and I pushed it on you. But that does not mean I don't love you. I agreed to hide my tremors and let you on all of the surgeries you wanted-"

"You LET me? I did this because you were scared to say anything; you were scared you would lose your hand function. I did it for you. The surgeries? I could care less about the surgeries-FUCK the surgeries! You really don't know me if you thought that's all I cared about."

"You were a surgery hungry intern. You are now a surgery hungry resident. That's who you are, Cristina."

"No, that's who I was. I now know about those things in life-those people-who come before any surgery. Do you know how many surgeries I missed today? Do you know how many surgeries I could have been in on? But did I? No. You think that's all I care about. Well fuck you Preston!" Cristina said, walking out of the room, slamming the door in Burke's face as he tried to follow her.

"You are the person she cares about the most; the person who is her best friend. I also know she's your best friend. Well being a friend of Meredith Grey's is a dangerous thing to be. I can't seem to hurt her directly, so I'm going to hurt the people around her," Thatcher said, pointing the gun at Cristina.

Burke sat down on the bed. 'I really don't know her, do I?' he thought to himself. He still loved her; he knew it. 'What am I going to do? I can live without her, right? Maybe I'll just have to move on.'

He jumped up as he heard the three gun shots that interrupted his thoughts. 'Thatcher! How the hell does he keep getting into this building?'

He opened the door to see Cristina lying on the ground instead of Meredith as he expected.