2.01

As Cristina, George and Helena enter Joe's, after George punched Alex, the bar cheered. "All hail the champ!" Joe exclaimed. "So my guy Alex finally got what was coming to him, huh?"

"George knocked him dead on one punch, should have seen it." Cristina bragged, as Lena giggled and flopped down next to Meredith.

"I don't wanna talk about it!" The boy said.

"Brag, champ. You've earned it." Joe encouraged.

"Can I have a bear please?" George ordered.

"Gin and tonic for me, please." Lena did the same.

"Let's play a game of who's life sucks the most." Meredith suggests. "I'll win, I always win."

"I'm pretty good, actually. Just here for moral support." Lena claimed with a smile.

"Well, you don't wanna play with me." The small girl looked at Cristina, knowing what she was hiding, as she took a sip of her drink.

"Oh, I do. I'll even go first." Meredith dared. "Derek is married." At that, George spits out his bear.

"George, beer is dripping down you nostrils." Cristina pointed out, disgust in her face that mirrored Lena's expression, and the boy got up.

"Married? To who?" The brunette squealed.

"Some woman called Addison, from when he lived in NYC. Told you I'd win."

"No, you didn't win." The Asian woman deadpanned.

"Did you hear me? I said Derek is married. As in pigheaded, adulterous, liar, married." Lena kept drinking her beverage, as Meredith went on. "Nothing you can say can top that."

"Shall I?" The young girl asked and Cristina gave her an encouraging nod. "She's pregnant."

"I win." The curly haired woman said. Just then, they heard Joe falling to the floor behind them, and got up to help.

The man stood up, as Lena protested. "Joe, you gotta lie back down."

"You called the gurney patrol?" The bartender complained, as the three woman helped him.

"Sit back and relax, we've gotta take you to the hospital to run some tests." Meredith told him.

"No, I don't need any tests I'm fine."

"Joe! You just collapse in the middle of the floor. We're taking you to the hospital, I don't wanna hear it." The short girl reprimanded him.

"This is your bar, you know how filthy this floor is." Cristina pointed out. "Radial pulse in strong."

"Minor skull contusion." Helena evaluated.

"Are you sleeping with someone?" Meredith asked Cristina, as they evaluated the man.

"Is that such a shock, even George managed to get some action." The woman answered, the brown eyed girl hitting her in the back of the head.

"Correction, George got some ." The man complained.

"How could I not know you were sleeping with someone?" The blond said.

"In Cristina's defence, I figured it out, she didn't tell me."

"Of course you did, you figure everything out. There's a reason she calls you Baby Einstein." Meredith pointed out and Lena shrugged.

"Forget this, the hospital is right across the street. I can sure as hell walk across the street by myself." The man complained, getting up, and the group rushed after him.

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"All right. Details. You're pregnant?" Meredith asked, now at the hospital, to Cristina. "What are you gonna do?"

"You know what happens to pregnant interns. I'm not switching to the vacina squad or spending my life popping zits. I'm too talented, surgery is my life." The woman argued.

"And as such, we are supporting Cristina on exercising her legal right to choose." Lena informed the blond.

"Which begs the question: Who are you sleeping with?" Meredith insisted.

"Just a guy."

"That's all I get? I'm I going to have to corrupt Lena into telling me?" The blond threatened, Lena's eyes going wide.

"Not a word, Baby Einstein." Cristina warned.

"My lips are sealed. If there's something I learned this year it's that I'm much better at keeping other people's secrets that I though." She promised.

"You can't just bring something like this up and expect me to forget it!" Meredith pleaded.

"Watch me." The Asian woman said as she walked away, the other two women following behind her as they reached the nurses station.

"What are you doing here, don't you have a date with McDreamy?" Izzie asked the other blonde.

"More like McMarried." George earned himself an elbow on the arm from Helena.

"I came to check on Joe."

"You think he's gonna be ok?" The boy wondered.

"Do you think he'll need an operation?" The short girl joined in.

"Operation, yes. Ok, can hardly tell." Derek approached them, Helena narrowing her eyes at the man, in anger. "His artery has already blown up like a ballon, aneurism the size of a golf ball."

"There's no way to clip something like that." George scoffed.

"Not without magic fingers." Helena commented.

"Or stand still operation." Derek revealed, Cristina immediately perking up.

"You're doing a standstill..." At the group's judging look, the woman explained with a shrug. "He's doing a standstill operation!"

"I'm going to try. But first I need some additional patient history, overnight labs and a cerebral angio." He tried to hand Meredith his folder, but she simply glared him down.

"I'm drunk." She justified and George reached for it.

As the man left, a whisper could be heard from Izzie. "McBastard."

Cristina immediately reached for the folder, Izzie and George glaring at her harshly. "What are you doing?"

"I am on her side. But we're talking a possible standstill here, recognise."