Resident Black

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The sun reflected off her black sunglasses as she stared up at Sloan Grey Memorial. A powerful feeling of woe as she thought of all the times she had taken lives, given life back to people, and even faced death itself and walked away with an iron heart pumping led from her chest and into her body. Christina Yang didn't know what to feel right now, but she returned that day as a Cardio God.

Now for the hard part...

Facing the ones she left behind to rot. It's a terrifying feeling to be the one who got away. To be the person who got out, who escaped. Then to return to the place where you've only ever felt less than human takes a toll when you look upon the faces of the people who never made it.

Speaking of old friends, a short woman reading off of the the small hand held cellular device in her hand collided with the cold hearted cinical beautiful Dr. Yang. "Girl I- oh... Christina..." The short woman popping her tongue in disappointment. "What brings you back?" Her brow arched, her hip out, her neck cocked.

"Hello Dr. Baily... I've missed you too."

Miranda rolled her eyes, with a sly smile and a deep belly laugh, as she continued walking towards the front door. "Try not to have sex with any attendings this year."

Christina couldn't help but chuckle. The Nazi had finally got her groove back. With one long drawn out sigh she stepped forward in the direction of a decision she would probably grow to regret before the day was even over. However, she made a promise. Christina isn't one to go back on her word and when there is a heart involved you can bet her hands are cracking open that chest.

The moment she walked in the door her intense 'My Person is In The Room' feeling flooded her veins like the tusk of a saber-tooth tiger in the flesh of a stupid tourist.

"Christina!" Meredith's scream echoed across the glass windows surrounding them from high above on the breezeway.

"Meredith!" She screamed back twice as loud.

Derek looked over at Cheif of Surgery Owen Hunt and they shared the utter terror they once had not too long ago they had been so sure was gone forever. "Oh God." their deep manly voices pairing side beside in unison.

The two girls raced after each other from opposite ends of the corridor and reunited in a blaze of honorable glory. Like a knight returning to his princess after the long hard war. "What are you doing here?" Dr. Gray cried.

"I'm back."

"You're back."

"I'm back"

"Like back back or like-"

"Like back back." Christina With a hand popping up in the air. "Obviously not forever but I'm needed."

"The kid..."

"The disney kid yeah."

Derek and Owen walked by chuckling as they stepped into the elevator. "It's like she never left." Sheppered scoffed.

"I don't think she did." Owen followed him in and just as quickly as he did the doors began to close and He made eye contact with her. That smooth gentle 'Meet me in the on'call room in five.' Look. A look neither of them would answer too just yet. Bad blood is bad blood until that blood fills your lower organs and you just want to be baaaaad.

"I've got a Surgery but uh... lunch in the cafeteria."

"Gross but yeah." Christina walked off in the other direction headed towards the back of the hospital. Her first stop was not Kevin Quinn, no she had something more pressing to deal with.

With a confident hand she opened the door stepping inside. Walking straight back to the last shelf she knelt down before a collection of large yellow files. She pulled out a packet labled 'F117' opened the very last section, and pulled out three sheets of paper. Turning to open her small hand bag she slipped out a tiny yellow notebook. With the click of a pin she scribbled down small details of information before crumbling up the sheets closing the folder and sliding it back into the shelf.

A small gasp escaped her lips at the sound of the door opening and a small whimper. Dropping her notebook bag into her bag she stood up and stepped over to peek at who was coming in. It was April, a completely naked April. "What the Hell?" Christina said walking out into view.

"Help me!" The young girl was crawling across the floor. "She's crazy... she killed Alex..." Pulling herself up to rest against the wall she began taking deep unmeasured breaths.

Christina wasn't stupid. She put two and two together.

"She's harvesting organs..." Her wide eyes rolling up to link with Dr. Yang's who merely stared back at her with a cold dead lifelessness that made April question if she was safe or not.

Christina popped open her hand bag reaching in to pull out what looked like a cell phone. She reached it forward like she was offering the young girl a chance to call for help but the moment April's hand met the device it sent an electric current through her veins causing her to scream pulling her hand back. Yang knelt down to press the edge to the girls neck zapping her with a long pulse before moving down to her chest prodding her like a misbehaving cattle.

A buzzing sound came from inside her bag. She sighed like it was unfortunate that she had to put her torture on hold for a mere phone call but when she switched on her cell she saw that it was Callie.

"Hey... Where are you? I thought you'd be here by now?" Dr. Torres had the sound of sheer panic in her voice.

And Christina's response only flooded her with more anxiety. "It got out."