Part 5
By greyeyedgirl
Scene 19
Int. SGH hallway. Burke is exiting the OR, looks slightly in shock and very angry. Cristina comes down the hall towards him, looking tired and slightly sweaty, shakes her head in some disbelief as she comes up to him.
CRISTINA: God. That was intense.
BURKE: It was completely inappropriate. I'm reporting her to the Chief.
Cristina looks slightly disturbed by this, but can't really argue, knowing he's right.
CRISTINA: I don't know what's happening to her. It's like she-
Cristina shakes her head, looks slightly angry.
BURKE: You know she could get fired for this.
CRISTINA: (quietly) I know.
Burke sighs, wiping his forehead, and starts walking down the hall.
BURKE: (small pause) I'm sorry I didn't ask you to scrub in. I didn't think it would really bother you.
BURKE: I didn't do it purposely to hurt you.
Cristina looks slightly surprised and uncomfortable, not expecting him to bring it up.
CRISTINA: Maybe we should…talk. About this.
Cristina looks shocked and horrified at what she has just said. Burke turns to look at her, also pretty surprised.
BURKE: Of course. We can talk about whatever you want. I have to get Denny stabilized…he's going to be on very shaky ground, waiting to see if he rejects the heart. I'll meet you in the on-call room in about an hour, alright? We can talk about maybe getting that dinner and a movie you mentioned.
Burke looks at her, slightly nervous. Cristina gets a small smile, realizing he had been listening to her before. She looks up at him and smiles shyly.
CRISTINA: Yeah. I actually have to check on my patient too. But I'll see you soon.
Cristina gives Burke a small smile, before hurrying down the hallway. Burke watches her carefully.
Scene 20
INT. Jessy O'Brian's room. Meredith is there, talking to her.
MEREDITH: Yeah. That was right before my mom won the Harper Avery for the first time, back when I was about 12. I got a detention for telling my teacher that he could barely count, and…
Meredith's voice drifts off, Meredith and Jessy are laughing as the scene fades to Alex in Anaxandria's room.
ALEX: So how long you
been with your…fiancé, was it?
ANAXANDRIA: Oh, um…About
2 years. His name is Michael.
ALEX: How old is he?
Anaxandria looks at him knowingly.
ANAXANDRIA: You think I'm too young to be doing this.
Alex raises his eyebrow.
ALEX: You're 15. You are. I didn't even think you could get married, until you're sixteen or something…
ANAXANDRIA: You can't, without your parents' consent. His parents are for it, because of the-
Anaxandria points to her bulging stomach.
ANAXANDRIA: But my mom's totally against the idea.
Anaxandria sighs.
ANAXANDRIA: So we have to wait a few months. The baby will have already been born then, she's due at the end of next month. (she smiles) We're having a girl. We just found out.
ALEX: What about school? Are you going to drop out?
Anaxandria shakes her head vehemently.
ANAXANDRIA: Are you kidding? Seattle Academy is a private school, you think my parents pay 20,000 a year so I can be a dropout teen mother? I'm going to college, so is Michael.
ALEX: So you think Michael is just going to stick around, huh?
ANAXANDRIA: (frowning) Michael and I love each other. And we love our little girl.
Alex looks at her as if he doesn't entirely believe her. He opens his mouth to say something, but is stopped by Addison Shepherd walking into the room.
ADDISON: Good afternoon, Anaxandria!
ANAXANDRIA: Oh, by no means would I make you call me that. (laughs) It's Annie.
ADDISON: (smiles) Annie, then. (pause, Addison is more serious now) We did some tests to make sure there were no complications, and…
Addison's voice trails off, her smile is gone.
ADDISON: There may be problems with your daughter. She seems to have moved from the impact of you being thrown back. At the angle she is at now, childbirth would prove to be very difficult. We're looking at a Caesarian-Section here, Annie.
ANAXANDRIA: (sounds
scared) I need a C-section?
ADDISON: I'm afraid so. And I know
you're only at 8 months, but we need to do the surgery soon. If
your daughter continues to grow, she could rupture your uterus. We
need to think of your health and safety first.
ANAXANDRIA: (looks like a scared little girl. Speaks quietly) But…my mom's not even here yet! Michael's not even here yet!
ADDISON: We can put off the surgery until tomorrow. But in this case, it should be done as soon as possi-
Addison is interrupted by a tall brunette woman rushing into the room. Anaxandria looks up at her.
ANAXANDRIA: Mom!
MRS. MARTIN: Oh, sweetie! I was so scared!
Mrs. Martin takes Anaxandria's face in her hands.
MRS. MARTIN: I'm so glad to see you're okay, sweetie! 17 kids at your school have already died, those poor things…
Mrs. Martin turns to look at Addison and Alex.
MRS. MARTIN: I'm Alexandra Martin, Annie's mom. How's…the baby doing?
Addison steps forward and shakes Mrs. Martin's hand.
ADDISON: I'm Addison Shepherd, I'm one of the top OBGYN and neonatalist surgeons in the country. The results of your daughter and granddaughter show both are currently healthy, but the ultrasound shows the baby is at an unhealthy angle. I'm recommending a C-section, before the baby can rupture your daughter's uterus, or go into severe distress-
MRS. MARTIN: (sounds horrified) A C-section? Right now? It's too early—
ADDISON: I know this is a traumatic time for you, Mrs. Martin, but we need to get this surgery in as soon as possible. We can wait until tomorrow, but I have to say it would be wisest to-
MRS. MARTIN: Tomorrow? I want my daughter taken care of today!
Addison looks slightly taken back, but nods.
ADDISON: Of course, ma'am. I can schedule the surgery for tonight.
ANAXANDRIA: Tonight? I'm having my baby tonight?
ALEX: Looks like it, kid.
ANAXANDRIA: Michael's not here yet!
Mrs. Martin looks angry for the first time.
MRS. MARTIN: You and that boy! I swear, you're better off without him!
ANAXANDRIA: Mom! He's my fiancé! We're going to spend the rest of our lives together!
MRS. MARTIN: (Looks skeptical) Then why isn't he here yet?
ANAXANDRIA: (looks frantic) I called his house! He probably is still shaken from the explosion, maybe his parents won't let him leave! Or maybe they took him to Mercy West, that's where some of the other kids were going, maybe he broke something and he's just now getting home---
MRS. MARTIN: Sure, sweetie. (looks sad)
ADDISON: Well. I've got some other patients I need to attend to…Dr. Karev here-
Addison points to Alex.
ADDISON: Will be getting you some information on Caesarean-Sections. And I'll be here in a few hours to talk to you about the surgery. We'll schedule the surgery for 7, alright?
MRS. MARTIN: That sounds good. Thank you, Dr. Shepherd.
Addison smiles, nodding, before ducking out of the room.
Scene 21
INT. SGH hallway. Cristina is heading down the hallway. Goes into Heath's room, Derek is in there also
CRISTINA: Hey. Ready for your surgery?
HEATH: An unnerving question to say the least, but I'll have to say yeah. (smiles)
CRISTINA: (grins) Dr. Shepherd is very good at what he does. This is a minor surgery. You'll be out of here tomorrow.
Cristina laughs, like she's realized something
CRISTINA: Most teens in here are just glad to get out of school. Guess that's taken care of for awhile though, isn't it.
Heath forces a grin
HEATH: Yeah, guess so.
There is a small sound as Derek's pager goes off. Cristina turns to look at him.
DEREK: (looking back at Cristina) It's nothing. I asked the other neuro on-call to take care of it.
Heath raises his eyebrows but doesn't say anything.
HEATH: Good to hear it's nothing major. My mom's been through enough, as it is, by this whole ordeal---
He's interrupted by a short woman coming in, doesn't walk completely straight as she comes in, looks horrified.
MRS. JOHANSON: Heath! Oh baby, when I heard you was hurt I was so scared-
Mrs. Johanson hiccups, Heath looks embarrassed.
HEATH: Really Ma, I'm fine, I just have a little head injury but the doctor says I'll be home tomorrow-
Mrs. Johanson, upon hearing this, looks incredibly relieved and moves to hug Derek and Cristina. Both step away immediately, Cristina looking uncomfortable as she does so.
DEREK: I promise you, Mrs….
Derek checks Heath's chart quickly.
DEREK: Johnson
MRS. JOHANSON: Johanson.
Derek looks back at the chart.
DEREK: I beg your pardon. Johanson. Your son is in excellent care, this surgery is a relatively simple procedure. Assuming he has at least two weeks of bedrest, he should make a full recovery.
Mrs. Johanson looks thrilled.
MRS. JOHANSON: Praise Jesus! (hiccups again)
MRS. JOHANSON: I'm going to get Johnny here immediately, I know he'll want to see you-
Cristina raises her eyebrows as she watches Heath's mom, Heath looks incredibly embarrassed, speaks discretely
HEATH: Mom, I don't want to see Johnny. I-
MRS. JOHANSON: Nonsense! (looks at the doctors) The boy's sick, he doesn't know what he's talking about!
Mrs. Johanson smiles, squeezes Heath's hand.
MRS. JOHANSON: Mama's gonna go get her some coffee from the cafeteria. I'll be back here soon, Heath baby.
Mrs. Johanson stumbles out of the room.
HEATH: (looking embarrassed) She has a little problem. Johnny is her AA sponser. And boyfriend.
Cristina looks at him carefully, then nods.
CRISTINA: I, um…Have something I need to attend to. I will be back as soon as I can.
Cristina exits the hospital room. Derek's eyes are blood-shot, he follows after her, attempting to put eyedrops in his left eye.