New Beginnings

The Honeymoon

CRISTINA'S PERSPECTIVE
So after Alex and I had this blow you mind sex (get the joke...), I finished packing, and got ready to leave the next day for our honeymoon.

"Hey Cris, you all packed? The car's here!" Alex yells up the stairs.
"Yeah, could you grab one of my bags though please? It's too heavy for me." I say, like sugary sweet me.
"Of course, love. I'll be right up." Alex says.

He comes up and grabs one if my heavy bags and grunts under the weight.
"Damn girl. Did you lack a de ad body in this?" Alex asks, jokingly.
"Actually... maybe. I'm not sure... Does a cadaver practice body count? Not like a person, but like a plastic structure?" I ask.
Alex looks at me, as if I'm joking, but his face turns serious once he sees my face.
"Are you serious Cris? There is a plastic body in here? Are you sure it's not a body preserved in formaldehyde?" Alex asks.
"I'm sure babe. You can ask Meredith. She'll vouch for me, and you know we're like the same people, so..." I tell my husband.
"Whatever. Let's just get in the car. I'll text Mer to ask later. Once we're on the plane. Now, let's get his heavy ass bag I to the car and get to our flight. "
"That sounds like a great idea babe. Let's go. I'm so excited!" I say as I run down the stairs with a brown leather slouch purse, my heeled boots, a pair of skinny jeans, and my leather moto jacket with a red scarf over a red silky shirt.
"Alex! Hurry up! We need to get there soon! The plane's not going to wait!" I say, as Alex comes down the stairs with my bag, which doesn't actually have a plastic body, but a gift or too for Alex, and my clothes, and a few bricks just for good measure. Don't ask about the bricks.  

In the car on the way over to the airport, Alex and I were sitting in the backseat of the lincoln towncar, with our hands wrapped tightly around the others.  Alex is staring longingly at me, as I stare blankly out the window.  Not that I don't notice him staring at me, I just don't want to get into kissing right as we pull up to the curb.  That would be mad awkward.  

"Cristina, Cris.  Look at me darling."  Alex says, breaking me out of my daze.  

"What babe?  I'm trying not to get carsick." I say.

"Oh, I'm sorry babe.  Hopefully the plane ride will be easier for you.  I just wanted to say I love you."  

"I love you too, babe.  And this car is very jerky, which saices me to get sick quic-"I stop.  Vomit just welled up in my mouth, and had taken all of my attention away from my husband.

I start hitting him with my hand, and pointing to the door with the other.

"Driver, you need to pullover right now.  NOW!!!!!!!!!"  Alex screams at the driver.

He pulls over, and I throw open the door, and release the contents of my stomach all over someones lawn. After my stomach is entirely empty, I look up and realise that I know this house. 

This is Meredith's house.  Well, her old house.  The house we all lived in during our intern year and for part of our residency until she and Derek built their house out in the woods.