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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE 17 seconds. season two, episode twenty five.
☆ trigger warning ☆ mentions and descriptions of gun violence
CASSIE, MEREDITH, CRISTINA, AND IZZIE SAT AT THE BAR, WATCHING BURKE AND DEREK VIOLENTLY PLAY DARTS."He's picturing my face," Cristina scoffed, glaring at her boyfriend. "He's totally picturing that dart puncturing my skull."
Derek made eye contact with Meredith, before spinning around and hitting a bullseye.
"Derek is picturing Meredith," Izzie added.
Meredith scoffed, downing her shot of tequila. "He called me a whore. He lost the right to picture me."
"He called you a what?" Cassie gasped drunkenly. "Do you want me to beat him up? Because I will. I don't care. Just say the word."
"Maybe later," she smirked, nudging Cassie in the ribs.
"So I fall asleep during sex. So what?" Cristina shrugged. She raised her voice and shouted, "Ass!"
"Ass!" Meredith repeated.
"Ass!" Izzie smiled sarcastically at Alex as he walked by. Cassie looked between them all, trying to remember which relationship problem belonged to which couple.
Alex smirked. "Isobel Stevens has finally left the hospital. Does this mean heart patient dude finally kicked it?"
"Hey," Cassie glared at him while taking another shot. "Talk about Den like that again, and you'll be the one I beat up."
"Oh please, you couldn't beat me up."
She raised a brow. "Care to test that theory?"
Alex frowned slightly, taking a step back. "Actually, no. You can be scary."
"That's what I thought."
Izzie rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, this section of the bar is for surgeons. We don't socialize with gynecologists." George entered the bar making her smile. "George!"
Her smile faded when she saw who he was with. Cassie, on the other hand, jumped out of her seat and gave the other girl a hug.
"Callie, you're here!" Cassie grinned. "With George! You know, I don't say this enough, but I love you guys together. You two are awesome."
