Hey everyone! Here's another one of the episode storylines! This is where Maya began living with Cristina. Hope y'all enjoy!
Character: Maya
Word Count: 1842
Warnings: None
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Cristina is sitting in the dark, on the couch, surrounded by presents. Her phone begins to ring; realizing it's her mother and noticing the 5 missed calls, she decides to let it ring once more. She looks down at an envelope attached to a present and throws it away.Cristina suddenly grabs a wrapped gift and tears it apart. She grabs another and tears it with more anger, as she does to another and at the rest.
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At the hospital, doing her paperwork on the nurse's station, Cristina's gifts are spread out throughout the desk. Her phone rings, but she declines the call.
Nurse Tyler looks at one of the boxes "It's beautiful." He states.
"It's the Belgian Flip Round Pro." Izzie chimes in, clinging on to a box of her own.
Cristina looks up from her paperwork, "What do you want?" she asks Tyler.
He shrugs. "What do you got? Next projectile vomiter, I'll lose your pager."
Cristina looks offended. "I know you better. Surgeries, baby, preferably cardio." she replies, looking back down at her paperwork. Tyler throws his arms up in defeat and walks away.
Meredith walks up to the desk next to Mark, who eyed an appliance for himself. "Are these all wedding gifts?"
"She's giving them away" Izzie responded for her. A big smile runs across her face. "Dibs on the Mixmaster." Cristina's phone rings again.
"I'm not giving you the Mixmaster!" Cristina says shaking her head. She declines the call once more.
Meredith gives a small grin, "I think the tradition is you're supposed to return them."
Cristina quickly turns to Meredith in defense. "Burke registered for this crap. Now I'm the one stuck dealing with it. I'm using it for professional gain. "
Mark starts tapping on the espresso machine. "Are you sure you're ready to part with this?"
"She's not!" Izzie instantly says. Meredith leaves. Izzie looks towards Cristina "I want it. I want it." she puts her hand against the box.
Cristina slowly turns to Mark. "I am.. if I help on the rhomboid flap in your next Mohs defect repair."
Mark looks at Izzie straight in the eyes and begins to pull her arm away. "Come to Daddy." he says before walking away with the box.
Alex walks up to the counter. "You steal this stuff?" He subtly jokes.
Cristina's phone goes off again, but looking at her phone, she decides to finally answer.
"Make her give me something!" Izzie responded, turning to Alex.
Alex places his hands against his hips. "Give her something."
Izzie grabs on to the box again "Mixmaster!"
Cristina puts a hand against the speaker portion of the phone and looks at Izzie. "Face it. You have nothing I want." she whispers.
She puts her phone up to ear. "Hello?" she says. "I was not ignoring you; I'm just working mom-"
Bailey walks up to the desk and interrupts the conversation. "Would you look at the residents. Big, snazzy residents. Standing around, playing with houseware, distracted on calls"
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Grey's Anatomy Daughter Stories
FanfictionThis is a small fan fic about imagines about a daughter for Grey's Anatomy. This is not an original story, I got this idea from another person. I don't own any of the Grey's Anatomy character, I only own my character and her storylines.