Ch. 3???

Christina sat in the intern locker room staring up at the lockers. She had a dead look on her face and wouldn't react to anyone. She looked like Izzy when she was mourning over Denny but worse…much much worse.

"Christina…Bailey is going to be in here, you might want to change into your scrubs you know…so she won't be on the warpath,"

Christina looked up at Meredith who was sitting next to her, already in her light blue scrubs. Christina looked up at Meredith who was sitting next to her, already in her light blue scrubs. Meredith saw a blank and lonely stare and in Christina's eyes. She only saw that look in her own eyes, not the eyes her stubborn, pushy, yet loving best friend. Looking into Meredith's eyes, Christina was brought back from her daydreams and into reality. Suddenly, Christina was brought back from her daydreams and into reality. She looked around to see all the interns staring at her.

"What? What are you guys staring at? Shouldn't you be stealing the good cases by now? STOP STARING AT ME!"

The interns scattered as her friends just shrugged and exited the room. Christina closed her eyes and sighed. She had no clue what she was turning into and she was scared. Scared wasn't something that normally described her, but lately that seemed like her favorite adjective. Not getting up from her spot, she continued to stare at the lockers, not wanting to listen to other people's problems. The locker room door opened and then slammed, but Christina took no notice.

"What the hell are you doing? Once you walk into this hospital your ass is MINE. You don't sit here staring at lockers, you go out there and you stare at patients! Now get up and get dressed or else you won't see an OR until the end of your residency!"

Bailey turned, but saw that Christina didn't even budge.

"If you don't leave that bench in the next 5 seconds I'll whoop your ass so hard that you won't even be able to stand let alone sit! And last time I checked standing comes in handy when you're in the OR."

Christina stared at Bailey; about to snap back at her, but she instead stood, opened her locker and started to change. Bailey lingered for a few seconds, gave Christina a last cold stare and walked out, making sure she slammed the door behind her.

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"Dr. Bailey, I need to check on my father, I shall be excused for a while,"

Before Bailey could argue, George was already down the hall. Before Bailey could argue, George was already down the hall. Shaking her head, she turned around and looked at the remaining interns. They stared back at her with eyes of a five-year-old on Christmas morning, each one hoping to get into a surgery. "Oh okay uh…Alex and Izzy you're with Sloan, Grey with Shepherd, special request, and Yang you get the pleasure of being with me. Oh and if any of you see O'Malley tell him that I need to see him…STAT!"

Each of the interns nodded and scattered, all but Christina.

"You will stick with me at all times unless I give you something to do and let me tell you now that something will not be fun. No surgeries until you either you tell me why you erased my name, you prove that you can be in an OR, or if a doctor requests you and if that happens you will run and get my consent and there will be a 90 chance that I say no. Are we clear?"

Christina nodded at Bailey and they started to walk down the hall. As they through the hospital with Bailey fuming and Christina looked into each of the passing patient's windows. She saw each of the doctors tell their patients that they would be having a surgery and either it was simple or complicated. Each patient Christina hoped would be hers but wasn't. Each one getting an unknowledgeable intern instead of her. Lost in her thoughts, Christina walked right into Bailey. She whipped around and gave her a cold hard stare, and Christina realized where they were; down in the pit. Christina looked around and saw at least 20 patients with bloody hands and faces but nothing really serious.

"Sutures. Each of these people needs sutures and your going to do them. Page me when you are done." Bailey turned and left, leaving Christina staring at the suture-needing patients. She looked back and saw that Bailey had already left. Going over to the supply closet, she got out the suture kit and prepared for a long day.

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"So what's up with Christina?"
Derek and Meredith were walking down the hall, heading to a patient's room. Meredith looked at him and saw that he wasn't kidding.

"Why do you ask?"

"Well let's see she spent the night at our house last night and-"

"Our house?"

Derek stopped and looked at her

"Yes our house,"

"Since when did you start paying the bills and rent?"

"George and Izzy pay rent?"

Meredith rolled her eyes and laughed as she continued down the hall. Derek, catching up with her, tried to get more out of her.

"So…what's up with your 'person'?"

"Since when did I tell you that she was my person?"

"I have my McDreamy ways,"

Derek flashed her a smile and he opened the patient's door.

"Good morning Mr. Romusk this is the lovely and talented Dr. Grey. She will be prepping you for your surgery today,"

Derek flashed her another smile and she rolled her eyes, knowing that, that night she wasn't going to get much sleep since she was dealing with a 'no-self-control' neurosurgeon and a 'best-friend-in-need-of-a-'person'' crisis.

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George entered his father's room to see Burke checking over him

"Dr. Burke what are you doing here?"

Burke turned around to see George coming toward him, with a death stare in his eyes.

"I should be asking you the same question O'Malley,"

George went over and stood by his dad

"I was just seeing how my dad is doing, Dr. Burke. He is doing okay right?"

Burke chuckled.

"Oh course, O'Malley. Your dad is in good hands,"

"I wouldn't be so sure of that, Dr. Burke, considering that one of your hands is not that great. That's why I hired Dr. Hanh for my father. "

Burke stared at George for a second before proceeding.

"Well it's doing fine now O'Malley. But don't worry nothing is going to happen to your dad. Dr. Hanh is a very good surgeon and she will take good care of him"

George nodded as he walked over to his dad, beginning to check his vitals

"Sir, his-"

"Georgie if Dr. Burke says I'm fine, then I'm fine. Stop worrying. Dr. Burke and Dr. Hanh are going to take good care of me so you won't have to."

"Dad I don't mind-"

"George you do mind. Just go back to work and everything will be just fine,"

George was about to say something before his mom cut in.

"Georgie, listen. Your dad will be fine. Go back to work and we'll let you know when anything changes."

"Your mother is right, O'Malley. Go find Bailey and tell her to put you on a case. I'll page you if I need you."

George nodded and left the room. His first stop wasn't to go find Bailey, but to find Christina and tell to get Burke away from his father because the last thing he wanted was him dead because of a hand tremor.