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Chapter 3

Finishing a 10 hours surgery, Cristina stepped out of the operation room exhausted. She whipped her phone out of her pocket to check for unread messages. Meredith's usual intern-dumbness-whines pops up immediately. She smiled slightly, and scroll down for more messages. And she saw his messages.

00:31 I am coming today.
00:34 Will be staying for a week
00:40 When will you get off?
00:45 I can make you dinner at your apartment
06:23 Text me back when you get out from the OR
13:15 Hey I just landed
13:17 Still in surgery?
13:32 I will come find you
13:33 Wait for me

Rolling her eyes slightly over his messages, Cristina shook her head with an uncontrollable grin. Shouldn't a fellow heart surgeon know how long their surgeries can take? This man just can't stop nagging, though she kind of like it.

Clicking into Music on her iPhone, she selected a song, their song, the Meredith and Cristina's song, she hummed along the melody of "Where does the good go" while brushing her fingertips.

When Cristina first arrived at Zurich, Meredith had already warned her not to do anything reckless, and to bear in mind that his mama shaved her eyebrows off and he left her at the altar seven years ago.

After she decided to take the offer from Zurich, she plays this voice message to herself every night before she goes to sleep. But somehow her mental hinting didn't work, as she woke up finding herself naked on the couch in her office, with Burke, who is also naked, for the eleventh time.

She stood up, pulling a blanket over her body and headed to the shower. When she stepped out from the bathroom in her office, Burke was already dressed and was making her coffee.

She sighed and sat on the couch, watching the man manipulating the coffee pot as he always does in her dreams, and quietly speaks.

"That was wrong. We should not have done this."

"You have said that for, like, twenty times already.

"You have a wife, and two daughters. You have a family. And I am not a member of the dirty mistress club. We made a mistake, for many times. But we can still fix this.

"How about we fix this in another way?" He placed a cup of steaming coffee in front of her. No sugar, just milk- exactly her taste.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She sipped the coffee, pretend she doesn't understand him and asked.

"I mean, I can divorce Edra. I know you don't like kids, it's okay. She can take the girls. I will move back to Zurich and we can start it all over. We can have a real relationship, we don't have to sneak around anymore. We can tell Meredith about us. We can… " His plans for the future was stopped by Cristina.

"Whoa whoa whoa, slow down. What do you mean by divorce?"

"A divorce is a legal procedure to officially declare the end of a marriage. Cristina, as a surgeon, I expected you to understand what a divorce means."

"Oh screw you, of course I know what divorce is. I mean, you are kidding right?"

"No, I am very serious. I never planned to let you go again. So? You don't want me?" Burke said as he raised his eyebrows in confusion. He thought things were good between them. But just like the time when they first started dating, Cristina gets a little bit crazy as things progress. He know they just rekindle their relationship no long ago, he might be moving too fast. But he is sure this time, especially after all those years, he is very sure that Cristina is the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Last time, things failed because he thought they were on the same page while they are not, this time he is not going to make the same mistake, that's why he is extra cautious on what she wants.

Cristina bit her lips, figuring out a way to say things out loud without bending their original meanings.

Of course she wanted to have a life with Burke, she had prepared herself to be his wife seven years ago. But things are different now. Seriously, she don't even care about his wife, she knows better than anyone else that Cristina Yang is the love of Preston Burke's life. She is not a keen believer in families, and she doesn't care about what people says. If being with Burke means that she have to be a dirty mistress, fine, who cares!

What makes her hesitate is his kids. His two daughters, Simone and Vivianna. It may sound weird for Cristina Yang to actually care about children. She still hate kids, but she knows what it's like to be growing up without a father.

She has a step-father, to be exact, a very warm, accepting and loving stepfather. He is the best step-father you can ever find in the world. Just not FATHER. It has always been a pity for her that her biological father didn't get to see her graduate from high school, or see her become a surgeon. She knows how painful it is to grow up without a father. She doesn't want other children to experience the same kind of pain she have, and she would never want to be the person that took the girl's father from them.

Cristina organized her thoughts and said, "Okay, I am not good at doing these kind of talks, but I have to now, so be patient, listen to everything before you decided to leave this room. I WANT to be with you. But I don't want you to leave your family for me. I grew up without a father, and that feels awful. I don't want you to leave your daughters, I don't want them to grow up without you being by their side. Do you understand me?"

She looked at Burke, waiting for his response. He showed her a grin, and pulled her up from the couch into his embrace.

"As long as you are allowing me to stay, everything is fine."