Burke lay on the on-call room bed staring at the ceiling after his last surgery of the day. He still couldn't make sense of his argument with Christina. He had never had a more confusing fight with anyone. Who was in the wrong here? Better yet, whose turn was it to apologize? She did compare him to Shepard, which definitely deserved an apology. And then there was the whole 'Kevin' incident, although he must admit that it was an unfortunate coincidence for her, having him show up at that moment. His thoughts were interrupted when Christina came storming into the room, closing the door behind her. Burke slowly sat up in bed and looked at her as she leaned against the wall in front of him.

"Can I help you?" Burke asked.

"You can't be mad at me for what happened earlier." She said angrily.

"I can't?" he questioned.

"No you can't."

"Hmm. One second you're claiming I can't call you a whore because you don't take guys home from the bar and sleep with them, and then the next this guy is walks up and proves that that's exactly what you used to do." Burke was remaining surprisingly calm, more because of the fact that he was too tired to actually argue with her.

"Are you calling me a liar now?" she scoffs. "First you call me a whore, now we'veprogressed toliar?"

"Well if the shoe fits Christina…" he said trailing off as he stood and grabbed his jacket. Christina stood there with her mouth open.

"Wow, you're really shelling out the insults lately! How can you be mad at me for that, when it happened over a year ago? Before we started seeing each other!" she argued.

"I'm not mad. It's just a reflection on your character. That is what we've been arguing about isn't it? Your character?" he said slipping on his jacket.

"I can't believe you're acting like this. Seriously, grow up. I would have never pegged you for the second grade name-caller type." She said crossly.

"Yeah well I never would have pegged you for the easy drunk target at the bar type, so I guess we don't know each other as well as we thought." Christina gasped much like she had during their argument the night before, as he walked past her to the door. He turned to face her as she gasped.

"Yeah that's right. That makes four times! Deal with it." He said before turning away again.

"Where are you going?" she asked once she had recovered from the insult. The argument was really starting to get to her and she just wanted to end it already.

"I'm going home." He said reaching for the doorknob.

"So we'll finish this discussion at home?" she asked.

"I don't know. I guess it depends on how long your date with Kevin goes for." And he was out the door before waiting for a response. Christina was left behind fuming over his words with a renewed sense of fight in her. She wasn't going to be the one to apologize! He was taking this way too far!

Instead of heading home like he had planned, Burke found himself walking through the doors of Joe's bar. He needed some time to unwind before leaving for home and going another round with Christina.

"Dr. Burke! Don't see you in here that often." Joe greeted. Burke looked over and saw Shepard seated by himself at the bar.

"Hey Joe, how's it going?" Burke responded taking a seat next to Derek.

"Preston." Derek acknowledged before taking another shot.

"Derek."

"What are you having?" Joe asked.

"Beer's fine, doesn't matter."

"So, patient died or fight with the girlfriend?" Derek asked. Burke looked over at him and cracked a smile.

"Fight with the girlfriend." He answered. "You?"

"Ha. Do you really need to ask?" he said. "So what are you guys fighting about? Was she mean to you? She is a mean one you know." Derek was clearly half in the bottle so Burke didn't take offense to him insulting his girlfriend. Then again he had done his share of insulting her too lately, so who was he to argue.

"Yeah, she was really mean." Burke said smirking.

"What did she do?" Derek asked as he motioned to Joe for another drink. Burke took a swig of his beer, and then answered.

"She compared me to you." He couldn't contain his smile

"Ooooo ouch, now I'm insulted." Derek said laughing.

"What's wrong with women these days?" Burke said to no one in particular.

"Seriously." Derek responded.

"Come on Christina, try it! It always makes me feel better."

"Izzie, seriously, I don't think baking a batch of cookies is going to solve my problems." Christina said from her seat at the kitchen table.

"No, but I didn't say it would solve your problems. I said it would make you feel better." Izzie responded as she stirred the homemade cookie dough. Christina rolled her eyes.

"The only thing that could make me feel better right now is…"

"I got the alcohol!" Meredith shouted as she walked in the door.

"You are my God!" Christina said jumping out of the chair and grabbing at the paper bag in Meredith's hand.

"And you call me a wasp!" Meredith said letting her grab the bag out of her hands and taking a seat next to Christina at the counter.

"So how long is this fight gonna last?" Meredith asked. Christina was preoccupied pouring the alcohol into a glass. "Christina?"

"Huh? Oh, I don't know. It's up to him really. I'm not apologizing again." She answered taking a long gulp out of her glass. This caused both Meredith and Izzie's faces to contort into one of disgust.

"You're drinking that straight?" Izzie said in disbelief.

"Mixing is for babies." Christina responded.

"So what have you guys been up to while I was gone?" Meredith asked grabbing orange juice out of fridge.

"Well Betty Crocker here is trying to convince me that baking has therapeutic qualities." Christina says finishing her glass and pouring herself another.

"You could make Burke some cupcakes as a peace offering." Izzie suggests. This drew strange looks from the other two.

"Seriously?" Christina and Meredith say in unison.

"What?" Izzie says defensively. "I'm a lover, not a fighter."

Burke entered the apartment about an hour after he had gotten to the bar. The bar was never really his scene so he had made his visit quick. Just long enough to prepare for another fight with his stubborn girlfriend. He threw his keys onto the table near the door and placed his jacket on the hook.

"Christina?" he shouted trying to locate her. He got no response. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was already 9pm. She should've been home by now, unless she had managed to scrub into another surgery, which wouldn't surprise him.

During the hour he had spent at the bar, talking with Shepard, he had been struck with the complete absurdity of their argument. Although it was fun to discuss the scope of female irrationality with his colleague for a while, he'd much rather be in bed curled up next to his irrational female. He immediately picked up his phone and dialed the hospital.

"Yes hello, this is Dr. Burke." He said when one of the nurses answered the phone. "I was wondering if you could check the board and see if Dr. Yang is in surgery."

George entered the house at around 11pm to an all too familiar sight. From the doorway of the living room he could see Christina and Meredith sprawled across the same couch in opposite directions. Each of them held their own liquor bottle firmly in one hand. On the other couch sat Izzie with a plate of frosted cupcakes in her lap. The odd part of this scene for George was that all three of them appeared to be in tears.

"Uhhh are you guys ok?" he said as he walked cautiously into the room. He was immediately silence.

"Shhhhhhhh!" Came from all three women. George finally understood when he caught sight of the television.

"Oh god! 'The Notebook'! Not this movie again!" he groaned sinking down onto the couch next to Izzie and receiving glares from all three women. "You guy's realize that this movie is completely unrealistic don't you?" he said grabbing a cupcake from Izzie's plate.

"God why can't every guy be like Noah? He waited for her for all those years!" Izzie exclaimed as she spotted her eyes with a tissue.

"Yeah and you didn't hear him call her a whore when he found out about Lon either!" Christina commented taking another swig from her bottle.

"I've heard that guys like him actually exist somewhere…" Meredith commented. "I'd really like to find that place." She finished.

George stared at the three women around him. "I guess this is what I get for living with women."

"Shut up George! This is the part where she chooses him!" Izzie says sitting up and leaning towards the television screen.

"You've seen this movie like 20 times!" he says exasperated but becomes silent nonetheless. The four continued to watch in silence for a few minutes.

"Christina, Burke called the hospital looking for you earlier." George said, losing interest in the movie.

"Ass." Was the only response George got from Christina.

"That's right Chris! Fight the Power!" Meredith shouted from her end of the couch. George turned to look at Izzie.

"Were those bottles full when they started?" George asked looking over to their now almost empty bottles.

"Oh yeah." Izzie responded taking another bite of her cupcake.

"It's gonna be a long night." George said sighing.

OK, not the greatest chapter, I know. But it was more of a transition chapter. The next will be up soon, I promise:)