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Let the angels commit to guiding your way, Their celestial presence, a beacon each day. With heavenly grace, they'll light up your path, Embracing your journey, shielding from wrath. Trust in their guidance, and find peace in their aftermath.
Later that night, Amory watched with furrowed brows as Cristina talked to a nurse. "Put Burke in OR 2 tomorrow at ten a.m. with the usual scrub team. And get rid of his valve replacement at two, that's no good."
The woman approached the nurse writing on the board, as the shorter intern still watched intently. " Make sure they put the instrument tray on his left-hand side, he wants the extra elbow room. And remember, OR 2, no gallery. Burk was specific." Amory's thoughts were running. She knew something was wrong, but she simply couldn't put her finger on it.
"Dr. Burke has become very specific since coming back to work, hasn't he?" The nurse commented, annoyed.
"Do you want me to tell him you said that?"
Suddenly, as Cristina grabbed the marker and started writing on the OR board, Amory straightened her back. She'd realized what had been happening.
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Later, the interns were in the locker room, Amory reading an article.
"You've been busy," Meredith told Cristina.
"Yeah."
"Derek hasn't called yet. I told him I broke up with Finn a week ago and he still hasn't called." The dirty blonde revealed to her friends. "hey, you wanna go grab a drink, catch up?"
"No, I can't. I have to study for Burke's surgery tomorrow." Cristina got up to leave, Meredith turning to her smaller friend.
"You, Amy?"
"Yeah, I'll meet you at Joe's, I just have to take care of something first." The blonde closed her locker and grabbed her bag, leaving the room to follow Cristina.
Once she found her friend in an on-call room, she opened the door, asking with a soft voice. "Can I? I know you're busy, I'll be quick."
As the older woman nodded, she entered the room and sat beside her on the bed. "He isn't well yet, is he?"
"I'm sorry?" Cristina looked up from her book, startled.
"Burke. His hand isn't okay yet. You've been helping him when it starts to shake." The girl declared, her voice still soft.
"I don't... he isn't..." Cristina started, mumbling.
"It's okay, I won't tell anyone. But you should know that it's not fair to you." She whispered as the other girl simply kept quiet. "It's not fair that you've been so overworked and busy. And it's not safe either. It could end up really badly, Cristina."
