Part 3: Fools In Love
Chapter 34
Wednesday October 16, 2013-
"So what have you and Dr. McDreamy been up to?"
"Excuse me?" Meredith asked.
"You know he's here for you. He made it obvious. He's made a move hasn't he?" Cristina asked.
Meredith looked over at her Aunt Hil who quickly looked down at the newspaper and sipped her coffee as if she hadn't heard a word of the conversation.
"No, he hasn't actually," Meredith answered, relaxing back into her chair.
"You sound disappointed," Izzie added as she sat down a plate of muffins in the middle of the table. "They're blueberry. Try them."
"That man is so losing his nickname. Apparently, lover boy does trump McDreamy. How sad," Cristina said, in a tone noting to the fact that she really didn't care much.
"Were you seriously hoping that a man would try something with me two days before my wedding?" Meredith asked, obliviously a little pissed off.
Cristina rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah, like you aren't surprised that he hasn't done anything. You knew the second he showed up that you weren't going through with this wedding."
"Cristina," Izzie snapped, her mouth half full with a muffin.
"In case you missed out on the last few years, Derek hasn't been here. Ryan has. Ryan's been there through everything. He loves me and I love him. As my friend, you should want me to be happy. I'm going to go through with this wedding because I want to and it's going to make me happy. If you have a problem with that, then don't show up," Meredith snapped before hastily removing herself from the kitchen and stomping her way up the stairs.
"Nice, Cristina," Izzie said with an annoyed look on her face.
Hillary smiled behind her newspaper at the scene. She was beginning to think that Seattle was much more interesting than Los Angeles or Boston had ever been.
"Any luck?" Hillary asked when Izzie and Cristina walked back into the kitchen.
"She's been locked in that room for three hours! This is ridiculous!" Cristina groaned.
"It's your fault. Just let her be. It's her mistake. It's just like I told Derek. No one ca-"
"You talked to Derek?" Cristina asked, interrupting Izzie.
"Of course I did. Didn't you?" Izzie asked.
Cristina waved it off with her hand as if it was nothing, "Of course I did, but you? What did you do?"
"You make it sound like I can't do anything productive," Izzie commented annoyed, "I'm not the one who went and nicknamed Ryan."
"Oh, shut up. It's not like I gave him a McName or anything. It's Lover boy. Just a knock off of some old Patrick Dempsey movie," Cristina said as she plopped back down at the kitchen table. "She's so stupid."
"You're the one who pissed her off," Izzie muttered.
"Oh shut up and bake something, Betty Crocker," Cristina added.
Izzie opened her mouth to snap back a comment, but Hillary interrupted her, "Aren't you two supposed to be stopping a wedding? As much entertainment as it has proven to be, you two bickering isn't going to stop my niece from marrying the wrong neurosurgeon."
Izzie looked at her surprised, "You don't want this to happen either?"
"You really are blonde, aren't you?" Hillary asked rhetorically before going back the book she'd picked up after the newspaper.
I love the banter between Izzie and Cristina. It's hilarious. And once again, I absolutely love Aunt Hil. She's sarcastic, yet wise!