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Chapter Eight: Fifteen, Remembering, and Jumping Hearts.

Izzie woke up the next day to a different sound (her 'Hello Kitty' clock warning her that it wasn't time to get up yet).

"What the..." she mumbled with eyes half-opened and walked towards the banging door.

There stood Cristina Yang in a, black, gym attire and a ponytail controlled her curls, "So are we doing this or what?"

Izzie awoke completely and nodded enthusiastically; knowing she didn't have much time before Cristina changed her mind, "Let me change quickly"

Cristina nodded and went down the stairs to start a new pot of coffee, her mind set on making this a good day and distracting herself from Preston Burke. She sighed and reached for the instant coffee, pouring a bit of the sand-like product on the steaming water.

"I'm surprised you know how to make coffee"

Cristina turned around and saw Alex Karev, still in his pajamas, walking closer o the kitchen, "Evil Spawn", she nodded at him.

He nodded back and walked towards the mugs stand, taking two out, "You're going to spend the day with Izzie?"

"Yeah...", her tone was a bit uncertain and Alex chuckled, "She's not that bad"

Cristina took her mug (now filled with coffee) and took a large sip out of it, "I know that, it's just...she's too bright and shiny, and I'm so not bright and shiny...but – I think I need the bright and shiny today...not the whole week of course, I would kill myself, but today...today its good"

Alex nodded and counted in his head; today was the fifteenth day since the 'disaster wedding' and he knew that Cristina wasn't as fine as she let everybody think she was. Of course he had noticed the tear stained cheeks in the mornings (when it was just the two of them running early for the hospital), and most importantly, he noticed the lack of malice in her sarcastic words; seemingly saying them just so no one suspected.

"Ready?"

Izzie's happy tone came along with a grin in her face, her blonde locks up in a high ponytail, and her body covered in cerulean sweatpants and matching hoodie, a white tank top peeking out.

Cristina looked her up and down, muttering to herself, "I guess I should be thankful she's not wearing pink"

Alex smirked at Cristina and took her empty mug as the other two were (already) out the door.

The door shut quietly and as he cleaned the mugs he smiled at the timid red-head that slowly walked down the stairs.

"You're up"

Addison smiled at him and took another step to stand closer to him, "I'm up"

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"Tell me again, why am I doing this?"

Mark sighed, "Because you told me yesterday you would, now quit whining"

"But I hate Yoga! And besides shouldn't I be resting? You said no exercise for at least three months"

Mark glared at Doris and parked his car next to a golden Toyota, his head beginning to ache.

"I meant no exercise that involves machines, push ups and whatever else you might think of, and you know that so, really, stop whining"

Doris glared and crossed her arms, her brown bangs falling a bit into her eyes, "I just don't know why don't you just apologize to her"

Mark opened the door for her and rolled his eyes, "I'm not apologizing, I don't apologize, at least not over this things, she was the one who said I'm still-"

Mark closed his mouth as Pamela's tiny figure came to greet him, "Dr. Sloan, I didn't know you would be bringing a guest today", she eyed Doris with interest.

"Yeah, it was a bit out of the blue", Mark nodded as Doris rolled her eyes, "Yes, well it's not my fault you're acting like a kid here, just apologize Mark!"

Pamela stared at the brunette confused, did Mark have a girlfriend? And if that was right, how could he start something with Izzie?

Pam narrowed his eyes at Mark as she saw the exchange between the two, "I can't believe you!"

Mark turned to look at Pamela and he stared at her, "Now what the hell are you on about? I can't handle more slaps"

"You, this is low, even for you Mark, I thought you really liked Izzie, now I know you have a girlfriend!", Pamela gave an angry glare in Doris' direction and the other laughed, understanding the trainer.

"Oh god you got it wrong, we are not a couple, I think we would kill each other...no, we have a more sibling-like relationship"

Mark rolled his eyes, for the tenth time that day, and shook his head at Pamela, not even listening to her apologies, "I'm sorry Dr. Sloan, I just...after yesterday, I thought you and Izzie...well-"

"Wait, what happened yesterday? And why don't I know about this?", she looked at Mark who, now being beyond irritated, just grabbed his locker key from Pamela's hand, and took off.

"Well...that went well", Doris smiled at amused at his retreating form and then looked at Pamela, "Excuse him, he's being more of an ass today..."

Pamela just nodded, not knowing what to say; with a nervous glance she showed Doris to the women locker room and left quickly, muttering to herself.

"Damn doctors and their drama..."

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Cristina looked at the mat in her hands with an offended look, "Purple?"

Izzie sighed, the earlier amusement of Cristina's look, now gone, "Yes purple"

"But, why?, might as well give me something pink, like that thing you have"

Izzie pushed open the door to the Yoga classroom, her nerves now picking up, and in no sight of any blue eyes, she sighed relieved, "Cristina don't you own a damn purple dress?"

Cristina shrugged, "Well yeah, but I look hot in that, and on this-", she frowned at the shockingly purple mat, "I just know I'm so not going to look hot"

Izzie rolled her eyes and found a spot for both of them in the middle of the class. She quickly unrolled her own pink mat and opted to not listen at the other's rant, at least until Cristina said the 'D' word.

"Dr. Sloan", Izzie froze; her back to the door and Cristina's smirk directed at her.

Izzie waited for it, she closed her eyes and heard his rough tone, "Dr. Yang"; she cursed under her breath and then scowled as she realized he had completely ignored her.

"Izzie", she now turned and, trying to not look into his eyes, found Doris Warren smiling amusedly at her.

"Oh, hey Doris, I-I didn't know you, ehm..., you would be coming today", Doris smile widened and she then looked at Cristina, who quickly introduced herself.

"Cristina Yang", she extended her hand and Izzie eyed her friend nervously, her eyes still trying to avoid the pair of blue eyes, who stared directly at her.

Doris shook Cristina's hand, "Doris Warren; Yang, I've heard about you...you're with Izzie in Derek's department, right?"

Cristina nodded, smiling, "Yes, yes"

"Oh Izzie, I meant to ask you if you're feeling better now, Mark said you weren't feeling good yesterday night", Doris resisted the urge to laugh as Izzie looked quickly at Mark who only stared back.

"Uhm, yeah, thank you Doris...I'm sorry I couldn't come yesterday...I just, wasn't feeling like myself...", Cristina eyed Izzie and sensing her nervousness around Mark, connected the dots and remembered her rambling about 'damn McAsses...'.

Cristina shot a playful look in Izzie's way and the other glared at her, hoping her friend wouldn't say anything.

"Well that was such a shame, but tell you what...what are you doing today?", Izzie fidgeted and her eyes prayed for Chris to walk through the glass door.

"She was going to spend the day with me actually; I have the week off and today is her day off", Cristina answered before Izzie could get a word in.

Doris grinned, "Great! Then what do you say if I call Naomi and Addison and the five of us have a girls day!"

Cristina mimicked Doris grin and before Mark or Izzie could say anything she opened her mouth, "Deal!"

"Good morning everyone!"

Izzie glared in Cristina's direction as the other two doctors took their place in front of them (seeing as those were, now, the only open spots) and Cristina just grinned back.

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Preston Burke looked ahead of him and sighed, his glasses laid tossed to a side and so did every other part of his heart.

He did the right thing.

He closed his eyes and repeated that phrase in his head; I did the right thing.

But if he was so sure he did the right thing, then why was there a plane ticket in his hand? (Holding it like he was holding for dear life...)

Slowly, Preston closed his eyes and he could remember her smell, her touch, her lips, and most of all, her laugh.

He smiled at that, her euphoric laughs echoing in his ears.

"Preston?"

He forgot.

Preston opened his eyes quickly and shook his head.

"I forgot", his tone was muffled, but still he knew she would hear, and he needed her to know, to understand.

"What are you talking about?"

He could sense her nearing his bed, her affective movements almost making him chuckle in irony, she could be so sweet to him, and still destroy everything he loved.

"I forgot", he repeated and looked up to find his eyes mirrored in her own.

She sat down next to him and took his hand in hers, "Preston..."

He let go of her hand and shook his head, "No, momma, no, I forgot...I got too caught up on who you wanted me to be, on who I thought I wanted to be, and I just forgot, and she stood next to me, momma, she stood by me and let me forget about her, because she knew I needed to remember other things before I remembered her, but the thing is, I never remembered her...I never took the time to hear her out, no, it was all about me, me and my hand and me and my cake, and me and my vows...me and my heart..."

She listened, finally learning that her son was the man she wanted him to be and Cristina...Cristina was the woman who made his son that person.

"You have to go back"

Her voice sounded so sure and defining that it scared him, "You have to go back and fight for her; you say you fix hearts...then go fix both of your hearts"

Preston got up from his bed (his left hand clutching the plain ticket like it could suddenly dissolve into nothing) and nodded.

He was going back.

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Meredith Gray looked at the new chart in her hands and smiled at her own name, Meredith Gray; Cardiothoracic Resident.

"Cardio"

"You sure about this?"

"A hundred percent"

It felt right, even when everyone supposed she would go into Neuro, saving hearts felt like the right thing.

Because she wouldn't let herself pass this new heart up, because her legs couldn't run away anymore, and, because as Derek Shepherd stood besides hers, his fingers playing with hers, her old heart was slowly being fixed too.

"I love you"

His whisper made her giddy (all thoughts of silly interns and jealous nurses locked away to forget) and smiling broadly she looked into his clear eyes, "I love you too", he grinned, her words nursing the wounds in his own heart.

Yes, she would make a great cardio resident.

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"Well that was...interesting"

Isobel Stevens heard Cristina Yang talking but still she couldn't quite focus on the words, her mind wandered to the body in front of her, and her eyes looked him up and down, a mix of hate and lust in the chocolate orbs.

"You're still in love with O'Malley"

How dare he?

She glared in his direction, hatred filling every fiber of her body and still the want for him remained there. How she would just wish everyone around her disappeared until it was just the two of them, then she could just push him up a wall and yell at him.

Scream at the top of her lungs how much he was replacing George O'Malley, and how badly she wanted to replace Addison Montgomery, then just crash her lips to his because, oh my god, it was incredible how much she missed his lips on hers, even if they had been there only two other times.

"Izzie?"

She knew she should look in Cristina's direction right about now, that's what happened in the movies right? But she couldn't, she couldn't because she was now trapped, trapped in blue pools.

"Mark?"

Doris shook her head, a slight smile pressed in her lips, her eyes wondering to the room and, seeing the other doctors leave, she nudged Cristina and they both nodded, words not needed.

Izzie could sense them leaving, and so could Mark, a smirk tempting his lips, but he didn't, her eyes didn't let him.

"I'm not in love with Addison"

He was surprised to hear his own voice, and felt the need to repeat himself one more time, "I'm not in love with Addison"

Izzie stared hard at him, trying to figure out why he wanted to say that to her, but the harder she tried the harder it got.

"Why are you telling me this?"

He swallowed slowly, "I need you to understand that I'm not in love with her...I used to be, it wasn't just a fling, I – I really loved her", he paused and sighed, "Everyone thinks I risked it all for a one-night stand, but it wasn't like that...I loved her from the minute I saw her, she was standing in front of med-school, her red hair in waves and her green eyes laughing...but she wasn't alone –

"Derek was besides her, making her laugh, and the second I saw them together, I knew she wouldn't love me. I tried, I really tried, it wasn't easy, having her kiss me, making love to her when I knew I was betraying my best friend...I knew, I knew it was all or nothing, so when she kissed me I gambled it...but she never loved me...I was never the one she wanted, and I'm still not the one she wants...and I'm okay with that, I'm finally okay with that, so...no, I'm not in love with Addison"

She stood in front of him, mouth slightly opened and her eyes feeling his pain, "I loved George"

He nodded, "I know"

"I didn't want to", her voice faltered and she looked away, "I, seriously, didn't want to, because I know it's not the way it should be, it's not meant to be, it's not my fairy tale, and it's not like I want a fairy tale, all I really ask is someone who understands me and who loves me for me...and I, now, know he's not that person...still, my heart jumped for him, and it was something I couldn't help (it just happened), but-"

She took a pause and looked into his blue eyes, "I know it can jump for someone else"

He stood silent, her words sinking in and the emotion behind them warming his smile up, "I'm no prince charming"

She laughed quietly, nodding her head, "And I'm no red head"

Her words made his smile sadden but still he didn't look away, "I won't ask you to be", she nodded.

A sudden knock in the door interrupted their eyes, "Sorry guys but your guests are waiting at the door", Chris peeked a look at them from the door and they both nodded, exiting the yoga class.

The walked together towards the lockers, Mark resisting the urge to press her lips against hers, and Izzie resisting the grin that was about the break in her face.

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Done!! I'm so sleepy right now, but I had to finish this today, I just watched the season finale and I cried so hard at the end, it was just so emotional and broken the way everyone was left! I mean it was just too much and I couldn't resist the urge to finish this today!!

I hope you guys liked it, please review!

-Kath