Grey’s Anatomy: Dream a little Dream of Me (Part I)
October 20th 2008 23:40
Meredith is standing in her candle house. “We all remember the bedtime stories of our childhoods. The shoe fits Cinderella. The Frog turns into the Prince. Sleeping Beauty is awakened with a kiss. Once upon a time, and then they lived happily ever after. Fairy tales. The stuff of dreams. The problem is, fairy tales don’t come true.” Each candle is slowly blown out by the wind as she waits for Derek… “It’s the other stories, the ones that begin with “dark and stormy nights” and end in the unspeakable. It’s the nightmares that always seem to become reality.”
To the tune of a flatline, Meredith rushes into the ER to find everyone crowed around the window. “What happened?!” She rushes over to see Derek lying on the stretcher, Bailey and Sloan tying to revive him. He is bloody and in a neck brace.
Cristina and The Chief grab her to calm her down as Cristina tells Meredith that a bus in front of him swerved and hit a telephone poll. He tried to get out of the way but…Meredith shoves through their arms rushes to the window. “Derek!”
Bailey looks at Sloan, his face falls as he stops pumping the air. Bailey looks up at Meredith, mouthing, “I’m so sorry…” There’s nothing they can do.
“No…” Meredith stares in horrified shock, then begins banging on the window. “No, NO!! DEREK!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!”
She wakes up with a start, cursing the person who invented Happily ever after.
~*~*~
At the hospital, everyone is hovering around Bailey and her computer. Is it up yet? No. Just hit refresh. Is it up yet? No…Is it—Just hit re—Okay already, she’s hitting refresh! She glares at them all, telling them that it’ll be up when it’s up. “It” being the hospital rankings. Think they’ll get one this year? Probably not, but hopefully they won’ t drop to three.
The rankings finally come in. Not one, that’s okay. Not two…well alright…not three, or four, or—“Twelve? Twelve O’Malley!” The Chief complains to George as they rush down the hallway. George tells him it’s “so upsetting”, but The Chief just talks over him. “This is NOT a number twelve teaching hospital!”
George finally interrupts The Chief’s furious speech to ask him what it means now that they’ve been downgraded from a level one to a level two trauma center. At the look on his boss’s face, George quickly mutters that it’s just details, he doesn’t need to explain right now…
Lexie gets distracted by her “adoring” of George while helping him study, and is shocked when she just happens to find out Meredith slept with him. She tries to get the details out of Cristina, but that of course isn’t going to work.
Meanwhile, Cristina is thinking about transferring. A person with her talents shouldn’t be doing her residency at a level two, number 12 hospital. Sloan wonders to Derek how the number 12 hospital could have the best neurosurgeon in the country—no make that the world. Derek thanks him and Mark asks, “Don’t you want to say anything nice about me?” Derek tells him he’s the best plastics guy “at Seattle Grace.”
Mark: Nice. Nice.
Derek: Don’t force me to praise you.
Rose sees both of them. “Hello Dr. Sloan.” She walks off and Derek is confused.
He already broke up with her. Yes, but that was personally, Mark tells him he needs to break up with her professionally now because she’s suffering from “delayed rage.” Sloan explains that now she “hates your guts”. Great. She’s working Derek’s ER.
~*~*~
Hahn finds The Chief staring out the giant windows at the snow and asks him for a list of ways she can improve. He once told her that she was a bad teacher, now she wants to fix that to help the hospital. The Chief keeps trying to tell her “not now”, but she won’t give it up and finally he yells at her, pointing at the snow and explaining that now all the people who are going to be injured because of that black ice out there are going to go to a different hospital because they’re number twelve. The Chief hammers in the point and then storms off angrily.
Okay then, some other time.
Hahn looks up to see Callie walk out. They both freeze. Hahn quickly pretends to get a page as Callie holds the newspaper she’s holding up in front of her face. They both awkwardly turn and walk hastily in opposite directions.
~*~*~
Bailey: Stop shivering, you’re embarrassing me.
Izzie: I didn’t realize we were going to be outside.
Alex gets her a blanket.
Izzie: Oh I’m okay, you don’t have to do that.
Alex: Bundle up, you’re turning blue.
Meredith: Dr. Bailey, it is kinda cold out here.
Bailey: Somebody will come.
Izzie: Maybe some old people with broken hips we can fix.
Bailey: Okay stop it. We are Seattle Grace Hospital. And rankings or no rankings we are going to stand outside at the ready, on alert. And give the best care available to every single patient that arrives at our door. We may no longer be ranked the best, but I am the best and you’re my residents, which means you’re the best. It’s a matter of pride people.
Christina comes outside and joins them all waiting in the cold.
Christina: What are we doing?
Meredith: We’re waiting.
Cristina: For?
Meredith: A miracle.
Bailey: Someone will come.
Cristina points out that Mercy West is getting all the trauma patients, and Bailey keeps insisting that someone will come.
“So we’re standing out here in the hopes that someone is severely injured. Wishing and praying that someone is so hurt and so near-death that the ambulance has to bring them here because we’re closer than Mercy West?” Meredith asks.
Bailey stares straight ahead. “Yep.”
“Wow, you and God are cool with that?” Izzie asks.
Bailey starts to glare at her, then her eyes widen. “Damn, I forgot about God.” Alright, everyone back inside!
Suddenly a limo squeals around the corner and slides to a stop. The windshield is broken, the front bumper mangled. Two women in formal dresses stumble out. They’re not the patient, it’s their driver, who is currently bleeding to death in the back seat. He flew through the windshield.
~*~*~
Bailey brings in the driver and The Chief quickly takes over, much to Bailey’s surprised disappointment. The two women in dresses are being tended to by Callie and George. They were going to a “Fire and Ice Ball in an ice storm”. They called the ambulance but it was taking so long that they extracted the driver from their windshield themselves and drove to the hospital. Their husbands were in another car.
Callie tells one of the women that George will stitch up the cut on her face, and the woman looks at him. What kind of doctor is he again? He’s kind of young. George tells her he’s an intern and the woman lowers her cell phone. Interns don’t touch her face, only the plastic surgeon does.
~*~*~
Callie and Hahn run into and can’t avoid each other as they both head over to check in with Bailey, who is mad that she’s doing charts while The Chief took the one trauma they got. Hahn grabs her chart and suddenly starts explaining medical things to Bailey, who just looks around to see who she’s talking to. Hahn explains that this is a teaching hospital and she’s trying to be a better teacher. Bailey looks at her. “Well don’t try it on me.”
Sloan shows up. “You know I teach?”
“No,” Hahn mocks.
“I’m like a guru,” he continues. “They come to me for help and I gently guide them on the path to truth and wisdom.”
Lexie runs into George and tries to ask about this non-medical thing she heard about him, but he’s sidetracked when he finally spots Sloan. He tells him about the woman who’s insisting only he touch her.
“You paged me for a cut?” Sloan asks, turning around. “What kind of moron are you? Are you a special moron from the Isle of Complete and Utter Morons?”
“I don’t think so—”
“Shut up.”
Sloan walks off.
~*~*~
Cristina complains that this is what they get for being a number 12 hospital. “A bunch of women in ball gowns and a half-dead limo driver.” Meredith argues that those women are amazing for pulling out their driver out. That’s who she wants to be.
Cristina frowns. “An aging princess?”
“They’ve been with the same man for years,” Meredith clarifies. “And they’re happy! They did it, I can do it.”
Meredith walks off.
She finds Derek and asks him if he wants to move in with her. Is she sure? “I, yes, uh I—if you don’t want to I—“
“Yes,” Derek interrupts Meredith’s stuttering. Is she absolutely sure she wants that thought?
“I’m leaning into the fear and get a happy ending.”
Derek doesn’t know what that means, but he’s pretty sure he doesn’t even want to.
They walk around the corner to hear a flatline. Hahn pulls off her gloves as The Chief calls time of death. The limo driver never regained a pulse. The Chief tugs off his scrubs and walks out. “Tell them not to book the OR.”
~*~*~
Cristina is filling out some paperwork next to Bailey’s station as Bailey listens to the emergency dispatch.
Bailey: I have a dream Yang.
Cristina: Excuse me?
Bailey: I have a dream that one day that a trauma will come thought those doors, I have a dream.
Cristina: *sighs* I share that dream.
Bailey: Number twelve.
Cristina: Number twelve.
Bailey tells her that right now dispatch is talking about three men, three trauma victims, that are all being taken to Mercy West. Sad day. Wait, three men? “Like three men who could be married to those ladies in the ball gowns?” Christina asks. They both get an idea.
~*~*~
Bailey and Cristina walk into the room with the three injured ball gown ladies and tell them that they’ve heard of an accident involving three men who could be their husbands. They’re taking them to a different hospital…unless they request they come here. The women look at each other. They can do that? Oh yeah, they can insist. “Well then we insist.” Great!
Sloan finishes up on the woman with the cut cheek. One of the other women looks at her friends. Where are they again?
~*~*~
The Chief rushes outside with Bailey and Cristina as they all anxiously await the arrival of the ambulances.
The Chief: Am I to understand that you stole these trauma’s from Mercy West?
Bailey: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
The Chief: Good job. Cause now it’s personal.
He calls Cristina to come with him and they open the back of the ambulance. The EMT jumps out reading the stats, and Cristina and The Chief stare at the man on the stretcher. Or more accurately the soldier breathing into the pen stabbed in the victim’s neck.
The Chief: What did you do?
EMT: I didn’t do anything, he did. GI Joe trached him in the field before I got there!
The Chief: With a pen?
EMT: You trached this guy with an ink pen?
The “GI Joe” looks up. “So?”
Christina stares after them as they rush inside. The soldier’s pant leg is ripped and covered in blood but he continues to work on the victim. “A pen trach?” She’s in love.
~*~*~
Derek and Hahn join Cristina, who is doing an ultrasound on one of the men, Vincent. Vincent’s wife, rushes in. Is he going to be okay? Hahn tells Izzie to get her out.
Meanwhile, another of the ball gown ladies rushes in. “Michael! Are you—is that a pen in his throat?!” She starts to fall apart and George stops her from rushing any closer. The Chief tells Meredith to get her out and she shouts, “Michael I’m here sweetheart!”
The Chief: This is not her husband?
George: Nope.
The last women rushes in. “Michael!” George looks at The Chief. “Her husband.” George ushers her out.
Sloan turns to the soldier. “You trached a man in the field using a *ball point pen*?” It’s all he had on him. At the look Sloan gives him, he adds, “What? It’s not like I didn’t clean it off with fresh snow.”
Alex: That’s awesome.
The soldier looks over Sloan’s shoulder and asks if that’s really the size tub he’s going to go with and Sloan looks up in disgust. “Will somebody get this guy away from me?” Bailey’s going to need a CT of the guy’s stomach and Sloan’s discovered the man’s trachea is crushes. He’s going to need an OR and an extra set of hands. Bailey calls for Grey.
Sloan: The good Grey?
Bailey: The intern Grey.
The Chief: And throw in O’Malley.
Sloan: Oh nice. Perfect.
~*~*~
Anna, who was just taken out of Michael’s room, rushes into her husband Phil. He tells her he can’t feel his legs and she apologizes. Callie tells Meredith to get her out of there. She needs her patient to have a consult with Derek.
~*~*~
Cristina finds The Chief to tell him that Hahn’s waiting for him, and he tells her he’s on his way. Meanwhile, he notices Major Owen Hunt (ah, the soldier finally has a name!) and his bleeding leg. He tells them that he’s a trauma surgeon who just got home on leave. The Chief tells Cristina to patch up the Major’s leg, and when she reminds him that she’s scrubbing in, he tells her “after you take care of Major Hunt.”
The Chief walks off and Cristina turns around to find the Major already walking away.
“Hey! Where are you going?”
“To check on my other patients.”
She rushes after him. “No, no, YOU are the patient!”
~*~*~
Meanwhile, Izzie is giving Anna a CT scan. Every thirty seconds the woman asks where she is, and every thirty seconds Izzie has to remind her that she’s getting a CT and that she needs to stay still. Alex comes in to see what’s going on and tell her about the cool pen trach, and Izzie tells him that the woman’s memory is resetting every thirty seconds. Alex doesn’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing, kind of like having a refresh button on your brain.
Izzie aks him if he’s okay and he insists he is. She tells him that sometimes she still expects to see Denny walking around the corner, and he reminds her that Rebecca didn’t die, but he thanks her anyway.
Anna: Hello? Is someone there? Where am I?
Izzie leans forward to once again tell the woman she’s getting a CT and that she’ll be fine, but Alex leans in first to answer, “You’re in a spaceship , you’re going to the moon. Enjoy the ride.”
“Alex!” Izzie laughs and Alex smiles.
Anna: I’m on a spaceship?
Izzie and Alex both chuckle and Izzie leans in to tell her, “You’re having a CT scan, you’re gonna be okay. You’ve been in a car accident just don’t move.”
Alex gets a page from Bailey and tells Izzie he’ll see her later. What? For once they’re night fighting? Amazing!
~*~*~
Derek looks at Hahn’s patient’s scans and notices a depressed skull. She thinks they’re also looking at an aortic tear and vast amounts of blood loss. The Chief is busy palpating the guy’s abdomen. He tells them that they are going to save this man. Hahn argues that “he is circling the drain” and Derek says he has other trauma patients he has to go look at.
“We are saving this man!” The Chief yells. “Now does everyone understand or do I have to repeat myself?”
Hahn: No Sir.
Derek: Understood.
The Chief: Book OR 2.
He rushes out and Derek and Hahn exchange a look.
~*~*~
“It’s pathetic isn’t it?” Anna asks Meredith. “A married woman cheats on her husband?” She goes on to talk about how you think once you’re married and have kids the magic is just going to remain the same. And it is, she still loves Phil, but it’s not the same.
Oh Anna, if only you knew who you were talking to…
~*~*~
The Chief, Hahn, and Derek all work on the same patient.
The Chief: That graft is actually holding.
Hahn: I am impressing even myself.
Derek tells them that he’s almost there on the guy’s skull, and tells his students, “Okay everybody take a look at the monitor please.” They all start taking notes as he tells him that in order to elevate the skull he’ll need a flat instrument to get under the bone. He asks for a curve #2, and Rose hands it over. “Actually you know what, I want a number four.” She switches with him.
Hahn thinks that’s interesting and asks him why he’d want to use a #4 instead. Derek frowns at her. “I’m sorry?”
“Oh, I mean how would you explain it?” she asks. “I’m observing your teaching style, I hope you don’t mind.” So, the #4, he changed it because…?
“I changed my mind.”
Rose laughs behind him.
“Is that a problem Rose?” Derek asks.
“Not at all Dr. Shepherd, you changed your mind,” Rose answers, her tone laden with other meaning. “Got it.” Looks are exchanged all around.
Callie comes in to ask if Derek’s almost done. She needs him on her patient. Yep, he’s just finishing now. Derek asks someone else to close up for him, gives Rose a look as he’s pulling off his light, and heads out.
“So, we consider him a good teacher, right?” Hahn asks The Chief. He gives her a weary look. Of course they do. “I’m just checking.”
~*~*~
Derek looks at the scans of Callie’s patient, Phil. His spine is crushed. With these types of injuries—
“People don’t walk again,” Phil interrupts.
“Phil you don’t know that,” Anna insists, and he tells her it’s okay. Anna turns to Derek. “You have to do something.” He’s got grandkids, he’s very strong.
“You could freeze him.”
Derek and Callie swing around to find Major Hunt. Cristina gives them an apologetic look. And who is this now? Cristina tells them and Derek orders him out of the room.
Outside in the hall he tells the Major that he would prefer it if he didn’t give his patient and his wife false hope. Hunt argues that “until you’ve exhausted all options it’s not false, it’s just hope. Maybe you should keep current on your research,” he tells him. Derek can’t believe this guy!
Callie points out that they did help a football player walk using therapeutic hypothermia. Derek argues that that patient was “20 years old in prime cardiac fitness. My patient is in his sixties and is a very risky candidate. I would prefer he live to see his grandchildren.” Hunt continues to stare at him, and Derek just keeps on talking. “Dr. Torres please book an OR and please tell this patient this procedure is not an option despite Uncle Sam’s assessment.” With that, Derek walks off.
Cristina takes Hunt’s arm. “We’re closing up your leg now.”
~*~*~
Bailey explains to Michael’s wife what’s going on. He’s going to need possibly two surgeries. Alex hands over his charts and Bailey notices that their insurance is not up to date. They’re going to treat Michael of course, but does she have another card? She doesn’t know, Michael usually takes care of that kind of stuff.
~*~*~
Cristina turns to grab a needle to numb Major Hunt’s leg before stapling it together, but he just grabs the staple gun and does it himself. Cristina turns around. What is he doing? He’s not numbed! So? “Ow!” He continues to staple his leg. “Ow! Ow!” He can’t get an angle on his wound anymore and asks Cristina if she can do it.
“Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Callie busts in. “Can I ask you something?” Christina looks up. “What?” No, not her, him. Oh. Okay, Cristina will be outside. She sets the stapler down and tells Hunt to “help yourself” before heading out.
After the door closes, Callie turns to Hunt. “Talk to me about the freezing thing.”
~*~*~
Izzie show’s Derek her patient’s CT scan while he’s working on Phil. He spots the subdural hematoma causing her memory loss and tells Izzie he’ll be wither when he’s done here. He comments that it’s a busy OR today, and Rose just replies, “But that’s kind of your thing right? Juggling more than one person at a time?” Oh here we go again.
~*~*~
Out in the hall Izzie, Meredith, and Cristina talk about the poor women and their husband, and Meredith explains how “Anna, the one with the cuts? Is married to the guy on Derek’s table. And she is sleeping with Sarah-Beth’s husband, the one Sloan’s working on.”
Izzie: You’re kidding.
Meredith: Well don’t tell Betty.
Izzie: Like she’d remember even if I did.
Meredith ponders that maybe that’s what happens. “You’re married for 40 years and then you become a big fat lying cheater.” If 40 years doesn’t mean you’re committed then what does? “What’s the point?”
Cristina finally can’t stand it. “I’ll give you a hundred bucks if you’ll talk about something else.”
Izzie tells Meredith that it’s “not about the years, it’s about the man. And Derek is a good man.”
“I’m out of here.” Cristina leaves.
“There are a lot of really good men, you know?” Izzie continues. “George is a really good guy I mean he—Sloan’s not. Alex. Yeah, Alex has turned into a very good man.”
“You and Alex…”
“No, I’m making a point.” Izzie tells her that it’s good that he’s finally starting to open up to her. Like their friends again.
“So do you think that if you moved in and got married, in 40 years you’d feel dead enough inside to cheat on him?”
“Wow.”
~*~*~
In the OR The Chief asks Cristina if Major Hunt got taken care of and she tells him that she did her best. As Cristina joins him and Hahn at the table, The Chief decides he thinks the number 12 was a mistake. “A clerical error.” He’s going to start making calls about it as soon as he’s done with this surgery.
“So,” Hahn says. “I’ve been observing teaching styles: Shepherd likes to teach by thinking out loud. Bailey is blunt and direct and doesn’t over-teach. And Sloan…well, Sloan just likes to be irate and humiliating.”
The Chief tells her that he thinks if she really wants to be a good teacher, she should ask her students the best way they learn. “Yang?”
Cristina looks up. “Oh that’s not necessary, Sir.”
The Chief asks Hahn if she’s serious about this or not, and she finally answers, “Fine.” She looks at Cristina who hesitates. “Go…”
Finally Cristina tells her that she personally learns best when asked questions. “The Socratic Method.”
“Well that’s the cornerstone of medical teaching,” Hahn says with a harsh laugh. “It’s what we do in rounds.”
“Well not everybody does it,” Cristina answers. “Some people simply tell you want to do.”
“Who?” Hahn asks. “Are you talking about me?”
“Uh…”
The patient starts to crash.
~*~*~
The Chief asks Cristina if she knows how to do the stitching they need and she says she does. Alright, get in there and start stitching!
~*~*~
Sarah-Beth asks her husband why the credit cards have been cancelled. He can’t talk so he can’t answer her. They have to wheel him out. She turns to Alex. Is there someone she can talk to? She doesn’t handle the money. Alex tells her he’ll see what he can do.
~*~*~
Sloan again insults George and after George leaves, Lexie defends him. He’s trying to retake his intern test, why does he have to be so mean to him all the time?
Sloan: You’re an intern. Why are you talking to me?
Lexie: Well, you’re my half-sister’s boyfriend’s best friend, so I…
Sloan: You thought that that makes us friends? You thought that you’d defend your boyfriend to me and I’d just take it?
Lexie lets out a nervous breath. “He’s not my boyfriend.”
“But you want him to be,” Sloan answers.
“I do not.”
“Do too.”
“Do not!”
“Do too.”
Lexie searches for another answer and Sloan asks, “Does he know?”
“Shut up,” Lexie snaps back, getting more agitated.
“I’m your attending you can’t tell me to shut up,” Sloan teases. “You want me to be nicer to him though?”
“Please.”
“Confess your love to him and I’ll think about it.”
“Shut up.” Lexie throws her gloves down and leaves. Sloan grins.
~*~*~
Alex asks Meredith if she knows anything about health insurance. No, why? He’s trying to help a patient.
“The softer side of Alex,” Meredith teases. “Izzie was right.”
“What’s that supposed to me?” Alex asks, looking up from the insurance papers.
“Nothing.”
“What did Izzie say to you?”
“She said you were a good man,” Meredith answers truthfully. “She said you’d changed. It was nothing.”
“Did she say that I cried? Because that is a lie,” Alex lies.
“No. She didn’t say anything.”
Alex rushes off and Meredith calls after him that she just made a stupid joke, she didn’t mean anything.
~*~*~
The patient is still crashing so The Chief tells Cristina to move. He thought she said she knew how to do the stitches. She does! She’s done them a hundred times!
Hahn: On hearts.
Cristina: On hearts.
Hahn tells her that her forceps were macerating the tissue. She was handling the valve inappropriately. “Which you would know if you weren’t allowed to clock so many hours in cardiothoracics at the expense of your general surgery knowledge.”
~*~*~
Lexie and George help Sloan with his patient. Now that he’s opened up the guy he sees that his vocal chords are crushed beyond repair.
Lexie: Is there anything we can do?
George: He probably won’t talk again.
Sloan: I think that question was for me.
George: Sorry.
Sloan: You think that just because you get to take your intern test again that makes you big man on campus? Doesn’t change the fact you failed it the first time.
Lexie gives him a warning look. “Dr Sloan…”
“I’m sorry. Grey—“ Sloan emphasizes. “Is there something you’d like to SAY to anyone here?”
“No,” she answers, glaring at him. “There wasn’t.”
Sloan: Coward.
Lexie: Shut up.
George: Lexie!
The monitor’s start to beep. “Pressure’s dropping.”
~*~*~
In the other OR a flatline sounds. “Looks like defib,” The Chief calls out. Hahn calls for 20 joules. “Clear!”
~*~*~
Derek is having just as bad luck with his patient. “Suction!”
~*~*~
“We’re losing him.” Sloan works furiously on his patient.
~*~*~
“What’s going on? Am I in a hospital?” Betty asks. Sarah-Beth tells her that she’s in a hospital; that she’s going to be fine. Anna walks in to join them, and Sarah-Beth looks at her. “We’re all going to be fine.”
~*~*~
Derek and Sloan come in to tell the women the results of their husbands surgeries. Phil’s still going to be paralyzed. Michael won’t be able to talk again. Anna tells Sarah-Beth that they need to be strong…for both men.
~*~*~
The Chief tells Betty that her husband Vincent is stable. He introduces Cristina and tells Betty that she will be the one who will be personally responsible of making sure her husband makes it thought the night. This is news to Cristina. “I-I….I will keep you posted.” Betty asks “Keep me posted? About what? Where’s Vincent?” Izzie tells Cristina about her subdural hematoma. “Her memory resets every 30 seconds.”
“Perfect.”
~*~*~
Derek finds Rose writing on the scheduling board and asks her to please look at him. “If you’re going to behave like this you can’t be in my OR.”
She turns to face him. “Okay, there’s no good way to say this. I’ve been acting like this because uh…I’m carrying your child Derek”
Derek stares at her in shock. As it starts to sink in, Rose shouts, “HA! Gotcha!”
Derek lets out a sarcastic laugh. “This is your idea of a joke?”
“Oh please, you deserve it.” She tells him.
He tells her she should transfer to a different specialty. Uh, he’s a neurosurgeon. She tells him he should have thought of that before “repeatedly telling me you were over your ex.” She leaves, informing him that she’s not going anywhere.”
Derek just stares stands there as she walks off. Did that just happen?
~*~*~
Callie approaches The Chief about the possibility of therapeutic hypothermia. “What does Shepherd think?” His patient isn’t as fit, is much older than the successful patients. The Chief points out that he’s not much older than him. Ah, yes. Callie’s eyes brighten and she assures him she can do the surgery . She just needs his okay…
~*~*~
George and Lexie hurry down the hall and he asks her what she was doing telling Sloan to shut up? She’s not exactly helping his case. Suddenly it hits him. “You’re sleeping with him?”
What? No! Wait, is he jealous?
“Of the fact that you can tell Sloan to shut up?” George asks. “Yeah.” But Sloan is right. “I’m the hospital joke. I’m the one who failed my intern examine. And got married in Vegas.” They continue to walk. “And cheated on my wife.”
Wait, George doesn’t understand. He assure her he can take care of himself and walks off.
~*~*~
Meredith follows Cristina around commenting on how Derek’s got “fishing gear and boots and hair products.” She doesn’t have room for that stuff! Plus he talks. “He’s chatty.” Cristina tries to tell her that she doesn’t have time for this right now, but Meredith pushes on. “And you know what’s gonna happen after he moves in don’t you? We build a house. On his land, which will be our land because we’ll be married. And then I’ll be Dr. Mrs. Shepherd.”
Cristina puts down her chart and tries to walk away but Meredith follows. “And you know what comes after that don’t you? Babies. And they’ll be his babies, so they’ll have perfect hair. And they’ll be chatty. So I’ll have five chatty children, a chatty husband and live in the wilderness. And then I’ll start sleeping with your husband!”
Cristina walks shivers as she walks outside.
“I gotta tell him I changed my mind. Don’t you think?”
“MEREDITH!” Cristina finally interrupts.
“What?”
Cristina turns around.
“Why are you making that face?”
“Shut up,” she tells her friend. “Just shut up about Derek. Shut up about moving in with Derek. Shut up about your relationship, because you know what? I’ve heard about it.” Frustrated to her breaking point, Cristina goes on to tell her that she’s sick and tired of having to hear about it when Meredith and Derek break up, and then get back together, and then break up, and—“I almost killed a man in surgery today!” She pauses.
“Okay you really want to know what I think? You really want to know?” She doesn’t wait for Meredith’s answer. “You and Derek will not work. Moving in together is a mistake of MASSIVE proportions. You are dreaming of Dead Derek, which should tell you IT WILL NOT WORK!”
“Cristina,” Meredith tries to interrupt, but she won’t let her.
“No! You know this whole thing, this whole happily ever after? It doesn’t exist.” Cristina stares at her, then begs, “So please, please please as you way your options here just, you know, consider the possibility of shutting the hell up! Becaeuse I can’t listen to it anymore!”
“Cr—”
“No.
“Okay b—”
“No!”
“I—”
Cristina throws up her hands. “I’m done.” She stomps back towards the door, slips on the ice, and falls flat on her back. “Oh ow ow OW!”
Meredith hovers over her. “I’m not gonna say you deserved that, but you deserved that.”
Christina lets out a sad laugh. “Help me up.”
Suddenly they hear the sound of ice cracking and look up.
A giant icicle breaks free of the roof and falls, impaling Cristina in her right side. They both look at it in shock.
“Don’t move! I’ll go get some help!” Meredith rushes inside as Cristina continues to gasp outside the hospital door.
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Well look at that, I'm finally into this season! LoL I'll get caught up one of these days.
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I can't wait for tonight to see McArmy come back!!
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