Chapter 5

Instead of being at the scene, Cristina watched in the ampitheatre above. She'd almost forgotten how Dr Burke's skill and precision had made her watch in awe. From time to time, she couldn't help but look up from the body to his face, then pinched herself before looking away again. It seemed like the old times when she was still an intern looking onto Burke's surgeries when he was still a resident at Seattle Grace. All the extra nurses and doctors worked like he was still here, like nothing had changed.

Perhaps what Cristina didn't notice was when she looked back down at the new heart, Burke would steal a glance up at the glass theatre and see Cristina. This was the only time he could see her properly without avoiding her glance in the corridors when he will soon finish this surgery. He still had mixed feelings for her, but thinking about it made him stressed and unable to concentrate.

"Sir? Scalple?" Henry interrupted his thoughts and Burke quickly took the intrument from the nurse's hands. The sooner he leaves this hospital, the better he will feel without glancing everywhere looking out for Cristina. After what he'd did, it was best not to approach her in any way he could.

It was a cool night, and Cristina sat outside on the window's sealing staring out into the carpark. The patient came out alive and well with a new, healthy heart, and no problems had happened so far. After a few days, she will be out of the hospital. Cristina sighed into the cool air, throwing her head back and looking up at the cresecent moon. The day started out fine for her, until she went to Washington Hospital. It all went downhill from there.

"So there you are!"

Cristina jolted back up as she saw Henry come up, smiling at her.

"Why are you doing here?"

"To think." Cristina replied and sank back down. Henry sat down beside her and gave out a satisfying sigh.

"Why are you doing here?" she asked back.

"I asked you this morning on how I will be able to reach you." he said. "I didn't get an answer. So I decided to come all the way to Seattle Grace to meet you."

Cristina frowned, wondering if her friend was only joking. Seeing no hint of jest in his expression, she let out a short laugh and shook her head.

"God I never get you Kim. Even back at school I never did."

Henry smiled sweetly back at her. "And yet you always stuck by me."

For a moment he held his gaze on her, and wished they were still back in high school. Cristina felt uneasy about his stare and tried to pretend that a passing car had caught her attention.

"Sang-hee," Henry referred to her Korean name, deciding to switch back to their home language. "We've been together ever since we were little kids. Even though we always fought and you always ended up beating me, we still stuck together as best friends. Even in high school, we didn't hang around as much as before, but we still talked, we still studied together, and we both looked out for each other."

"I didn't really look out of you." Cristina muttered in English.

"But I looked out for you!" Henry exclaimed. "Sang-hee, ever since high school...you should've known how I felt about you."

Cristina slowly looked back at him, surprised at how soft and gentle his eyes has become.

"That was high school." she replied bluntly. "And besides, I don't like how this conversation is getting to-"

"My feelings still haven't changed." Henry interrupted, grabbing onto her arm before she could move away.

Cristina couldn't say anything. She didn't want to hurt her friend, nor want to start any sort of relationship yet.

"Henry...I can't start anything at the moment."

"I know." he sighed and looked back up at the sky. "I've heard about you and Dr Burke from your mother just after you left. I wondered why you acted strange when you saw him."

He turned his head towards her with an understanding but tired smile.

"I know it's hard for you at the moment, and I don't want to rush anything. But if there's anything you want, I will surely be willing to help you."

When he didn't get a reply, he tried another approach.

"I know he's my boss, but I will not hesitate to throw a punch at him for you."

This brought a tiny smile from Cristina and it was enough for him to pursue his ambition.

"Well if I have anything in mind, I'll ask." she said. "So when are you leaving?"

"Leaving? Who said I was leaving?"

Cristina looked back in confusion. "Aren't you leaving Seattle to go back to Washington?"

"Course not." Henry smiled and jumped back down onto the path. "I still need to finish the task I'm aiming to do here in Seattle."

"What?"

He pointed at her, hand shaped like a pistol. "To take you out on a date."

As he walked off pleased with himself, Cristina stared after him in disbelief. This was surely not her day.