Meredith's POV

Today might be the worst day of my life. Not only I got Zola's stomach flu and threw up every single thing that entered my mouth in the last 36 hours, but I did it in the middle of my oral boards. How great.

I'm pretty sure I would pass though. I mean, one out of five residents fail their boards, it can't be me, can it?

Well I thought today was the worst day of my life... but who knows what tomorrow brings?

Right after everyone finished their exams, the five of us all gathered at the main lobby. Cristina couldn't stop talking about how 'extra' she was. She was just talking and talking and talking and I'm pretty sure I didn't understand a single word.

The rest of the group walked in. Jackson looked disgusted, April was as sweaty as a donkey, Alex was pissed, and I just felt (and most likely looked) like I was about to puke. Oh wait, I did puke. Cristina followed me as I rushed to the bathroom and puked my guts out. "Oh mer..." she said as she patted my back. But then she kept talking about how much her examiner hated her and about how much she is going to sue the guy if she fails. Overreacting? Cristina? That's normal.

I washed my mouth and we headed back to the lobby.

"Grey are you still sick?" Jackson asked as we walked towards them.

"Clearly, She is" Cristina sighed while making some weird moves with her arms.

"Just drop it. Let's go now or we will miss out flight" I said as I picked up my bag and suitcase and walked outside.

"She's right, our flight is in an hour and a half! We should get going" April said as she dialed for a cab.

An hour and a half later we were all seated in our plane sits. I sat next to Cristina, Jackson and April sat right behind us, and Alex sat on the row next to us.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, we are about to fly from San Francisco, California toward Seattle, Washington. My name is Tyler Schmidt and I would be your pilot for today's flight. We are expected to have a nice smooth journey with some bumpiness when we reach closer to the destination. Enjoy your flight!" The make voice spoke through the speakers.

I looked out of the window as we took off. I think I was no longer sick because as we were flying I didn't feel as nausea and dizzy as before, and my fever has gotten better. It was a good sign. Was it?

Cristina's POV

We took off. I can't believe we just finished our oral surgical exams. We would soon be actual attendings!

I watched as Meredith took a couple of deep breaths as we took off. I checked her fever, it has gotten better. The poor girl was sick during the boards. How unlucky can one person be? Like seriously, that girl is one of the most unlucky people I know...

An hour into the flight, Jackson and April were asleep and Alex was watching some random movie, it started to get bumpy.

This pilot said that there would be bumps on the way, but these bumps were much worse than anything I have ever experienced. Meredith looked at me with panic as she opened the window and we both saw how closer to ground became and how more far away the sky were.

"What's going on?" April asked as she and Jackson woke up. "The pilot said there would be bumps, just try to ignore it and go back to sleep" Alex said as he paused his movie and looked at us. But I could clearly see he fastened his seat belt. I did the same thing, just in case.

"Alex, I don't think it's something we should ignore! Look!!" Jackson yelled as he looked out of his and April's window.

Oh my god! The wing is falling off!! It's falling off!! We are falling!!

Then the plane shut down. Meredith held my hand as the plane fell. People were screaming. I could smell fire. Death...

Falling.

We were actually falling out of the sky. Suddenly the plane jumped so hard it knocked Meredith out of her seat (she wasn't wearing her sit belt. How smart) and her head hit the plane's roof. "Mer!!!" I screamed as she cried in pain and slowly sat back in her seat. I heard April praying and Jackson was starting to hyperventilate himself.

"Everyone stay calm and tighten your sit belts!!" I ordered as I looked around me to make sure everyone heard me.

Falling.

The plane's wing was now completely unattached to the plane itself. We all flew forwards. This was slow death to me. But I believed we would survive this.

Falling.

I glanced at Meredith one last time. Hoping this won't be the last time i see her alive. "Cristina I love you" she mumbled, still blurry from the hit. I wanted to answer that I love her too, because I did. But it was too late.

Falling.

We were falling.

The world went black.