Cristina
"What do you mean she fainted?" she snapped at the April.
"I-I-I... I don't know! Dr. Shepherd just told me to find you. He said you weren't answering your pager."
Cristina looked down at her pager and shook her head. "He never paged me! But that's not the point! What happened?"
"They just found he ron the floor, in the middle of the hospital. She just said she got dizzy... or something. I really don't know! You'll have to go find out for yourself." April looked so nervous.. "She's on the second floor, room 1023. Just please stop yelling."
Cristina looked away and took a breath. "Look Kepner, I'm sorry. I'm just worried okay. She's my best friend."
April's lip quivered slightly. "I-I understand. I mean... Reed was my best friend. I would have been the same way."
April quickly pushed passed Cristina. She said, "Excuse me," as she ran past her and then dissapeared down the hall.
Cristina felt a little bad. She had forgottn how sensitive April was about the whole best friend thing.
She turned and quickly ran up the stairs, since the elevators were too slow. She needed to get to Meredith as quickly as she could.
Although one question kept running through her mind. Why hadn't she gotten the page?
Just as she thought that her pager went off.
"Oh, now I get the page," she grumbled to herself.
She took a look at the page and was confused for a moment.
Check on Meredith first.
-G
Check on her first? Before what? And who was 'G'?
But she quickly shook it off, guessing that it was just a joke as she ran up the stairs again.
"What the hell happened to you?" she demanded as she ran into Meredith's hospital room.
Meredith's eyes quickly opened and looked over to Cristina. Derek's head snapped over to look at her.
"Don't know," Meredith murmured. "But I still feel a little dizzy."
Derek held onto her hand tighter. "She already get a cat scan and they ran a bunch of tests on her," Derek told Cristina. "They wouldn't let me do anything.
"Because you keep freaking out."
"I do not," Derek insisted, his knuckles turning white as he held onto the side of the chair.
"Now you know how I feel," Meredith murmured. "When you got shot."
"I'm sorry for getting shot," Derek smirked.
"Well I'm sorry for fainting," Meredith shot back. "I probably didn't get enough sleep or something. Maybe I was dehydrated. I was in surgery for hours without drinking."
"Or maybe you're pregnant, got dizzy and passed out."
Meredith looked away. "I wish," she muttered. "We're still trying."
"And it will happen eventually," Derek assured her. "Don't worry."
"Dr. Shepherd," Richard's voice came from the door.
"Hello Cheif Webber," Cristina nodded towards him.
Derek had eventually given up being cheif and Richard got his job back as cheif.
"We got the scans back and I want you to take a look at them. They look good, but I think we should have a brain sergion take another look."
Derek stood up. "Mer, I'll be right back," he said.
"Okay," Meredith sighed.
With that Derek left the room and Cristina took his seat, next to the bed.
"I need to tell you something," Meredith said, immediately frowning.
"What is it?" Cristina asked, worried.
"You might think I'm crazy... and I might have dreamed this... I'm not sure if it even really happened...
"Spit it out!" Cristina told her, the curiosity getting the best of her.
"I got a page before I fainted. It was weird... it was from... George... I think."
"Yeah, you are crazy... wait a second. Does 'G' stand for George?"
"Come again?" Meredith said, confused.
"I got a page. It said to check on you first. And it was from 'G'."
"First? Before what?"
"I have no idea."
Meredith thought this over for a second before it hit her. "Before the vision."
"Vision?" Cristina laughed, as if she was crazy. "Now you've lost it. This is probably just some prank Meredith."
Meredith shook her head and looked out the window. "I knew you wouldn't believe me."
"That's not it Mer."
"Look, Cristina, he was trying to show me something."
"A vision?" Cristina mocked her.
Meredith grit her teeth.
Cristinastood up. "Look, Mer. You could have just immagined it-
"No, I didn't. I'm sure...
She trailed off as Cristina's pager started to beep. Chills ran through the both of them as she slowly pulled it out to read it.
Cristina,
The patient woke up.
-Owen
Cristina sighed in relief. "It's from Owen," she told Meredith. "My patient woke up from the coma."
Meredith let out a huge breath, relieved.
And then the pager went off again.
"I winder what he wants now," Critina muttered, looking down at the pager. But she froze at what she read.
Learn to believe your friends. Here's your warning.
-George
Cristina looked up at Meredith, who knew immediately what Cristina had been paged about.
The numbness started in her feet, traveling up to her knees which gave out from under her. She fell forwards, her cheek pressing against the cold floor as the numbness spread thorugh her thighs.
'Cristina!' someone's voice was calling, but it was so far away. She didn't know who it was. 'Cristina!'
The numbness traveled to her stomach, up through her chest, her shoulders, down through her arms, and up through her neck.
And as the numbness reached her face her vision began to go blurry.
Darkness crept into the corners of her vision and began to cover it fully.
"Cristina! Help!' the voice called again. 'Help! Somebody!'
And then she saw nothing as light pressed in from somewhere else.
Cristina giggled as Owen pulled her to an on-call room.
"Someone's anctious. You must really need some."
"No, I just need you," Owen smirked.
Cristina giggled again as they reached the door of the on-call room.
Cristina pulled the door open and Owen picked her up, bridal style, and carried her in.
"Hey!" Cristina laughed. "Put me down!"
"You know, I don't think I want to," Owen chuckled.
And then suddenly she smelt it, something burning. "What is that?" Cristina questioned.
Owen had a look of concern on his face and he pulled Cristina back a bit. "What is what?"
"That smell."
Owen inhaled and his eyes grew wide. "I don't know what that-
There was a boom from somewhere in the hospital.
Owen gasped and Cristina fell out of his arms and hit the ground with a loud thud.
"Cristina, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" he gapsed.
Cristina pushed herself up quickly. "I'm fine, let's just... get out of here and see what happened!
Owen nodded and reached for the door. But the second he pulled it open it fell over ontop of him and there was a huge flash.
Owen knocked into Cristina as he fell and Crisitna fell over as well.
"Owen!" she shrieked.
She opened her eyes and found the room in flames. Her skin felt like it was burning too.
She tried to gasp but inhaled smoke.
Cristina looked down and found that there was fire on her scrub shirt. But that wasn't what worried her the most.
She nearly forgot about her burning scrubs when she saw the door on the ground in flames... and Owen was under it.
"Owen!" she screamed again.
Her mind began to process what was happening. The room was in flames.
Cristina crawled across the floor, under the smoke until she reached Owen.
She pushed the flaming door off of him with as much strength as she could find, ignoring her burning hands.
The door was hard to move but she got it off, adrenalin coarsing through her veins.
"Owen!" she shrieked again.
He was lying there unoncious, burns on his body, bruises on his face, and blood dripping down his forehead.
The burning on her chest began to become unbearable. She quickly stripped off her scrub shirt and then reached for Owen, wearing just her bra.
"Owen!" she screamed. "Can you hear me?"
She could feel the burns moving down her body and she could bearly hold herself up anymore.
Before she could do anything else she collapsed, her head landing on Owen's chest.
Just then there was a sound from somewhere far away.
She felt hands moving her.
She was placed onto something hard and flat.
And she began to slide through the hospital, something moving her. But she wasn't sure what it was.
The only thing she remembered was seeing something in the distance lying on the floor.
She heard a loud and deep groanand she looked down towards it.
She could have sworn it was Alex Karev.
But whatever was moving her didn't seem to notice him.
And then her vision faded to darkness.
She began to feel cold air blowing on her burning body and she realized that she was outside.
Cristina's eyes snapped open and she gasped.
The same screaming from before continued. 'Cristina! Can you here me? Cristina!'
"Owen," she whispered.
There was something rolling into the room from somewhere and she felt hands touch her arms, slowly picking her up.
Her body no longer burned.
"I'm fine, let me go," Cristina grumbled.
Derek wa staring at her, his eyes wide.
"I just got the page!" a voice gasped, frantically.
"Owen," Cristina muttered as they loaded her onto the stretcher. "Tell them to put me down. I'm fine."
"Shh, it's okay. I'm here now," Owen said, rubbing Cristina's arm.
Crisitna allowed hersdelf to relax and she suddenly realized that she was still holding her pager.
She frantically looked down at the screen.
It will happen. Do something before it's too late.
-George
Cristina looked up and saw Meredith staring at her with tears in her eyes.
'He's trying to warn us,' Meredith mouthed to her, right before she wheeled her away.
A/N: So here is a few things that I need help with. How should the fire start? Should someone die?
I don't think I'll kill anyone off, but you never know.
And whoever comes up with the best story line for how the fire should start will get there name mentioned in one of the next few chapters.
Please review.
And thank you to all the reviews I have gotten so far.
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