Who would have thunk it?

A/N: One of my friend's crazy ideas that they wanted to see me write so here it is. I have never done a story like this so constructive criticism would be nice. Please rate and review.

Cristina Yang is happy that people consider her a robot. Why? Because she likes being unpredictable, indefinable. Random acts of kindness from her throw people off balance and that's exactly why she does it. But this is different; she's not doing this to throw people off. She'd doing this because she feels concerned, which isn't an emotion she's used to. Yes, sometimes she worried about Meredith or Jackson or Alex but that's only because those are her friends but she knows she doesn't have to be for very long. She's never actually been genuinely concerned about someone for a long time. At least not until now. Patient losses are always hard. That's something Cristina had to learn since day one. She's been able to separate herself from the feelings and emotions associated with death. Her mentor wasn't that lucky. Cristina knew the eleven year old boy was going to die from the moment you got his scans back. Putting him on the donor list was a last stich effort to save his life. Teddy kept assuring the boy and his mother but it was empty promises and after coating multiple times they got word that a heart was available. The boy was hastily prepped and rolled to the OR only to die moments before heart could arrive. That is how the cardio god in training was in the current position, standing outside an on-call room she saw her mentor enter moments before. She decides not to knock, knowing she wouldn't be able to ignore a direct order if told to go away. Summing up all the badassness she could muster, she entered the room.

"Go away." Teddy orders meekly, covering her face tiredly with her hands. And Cristina almost complies but something stops her. There's something in her voice that makes her subordinate stop. There was utter defeat in her mentor's voice that almost scared her.

"Dr. Altman, are you okay?" Cristina's voice sounds hesitant if not uncomfortable. Teddy looks up, most likely thinking she left and clearly not knowing it was Cristina who disturbed her from a well deserved pity party.

"What do want, Yang?" Her voice is harsh, irritated but Cristina honestly can't blame her for lashing out.

"I just wanted to see if you were okay." The resident states calmly. For the first time Teddy makes eye contact, scrutinizing her face looking for sincerity.

"I'm fine" Teddy says after a pause trying to sound as convincing as possible though the tear stains on her cheeks don't help. She's on the bed looking up at her subordinate expecting her to leave. Cristina merely nods in response but makes no move to go. Teddy sighs in exasperation, never finding Cristina as annoying as she did in this moment.

"Is there anything else you need?"

Cristina seems to ponder this for a moment, desperately trying to think of something to diffuse the awkwardness of the situation. Normally when Meredith is upset she rambles on and on but Teddy is different, she remains quiet. Cristina's the one who sighs this time because as intelligent as she is, she can't for the life of her, think of anything to say.

"Wow you really don't know how to console people do you?" Teddy chuckles wiping away any remaining tears, rising suddenly and approaching her until there was only a few feet of empty space separating them. Cristina looks at her, slightly taken aback at the boldness of the statement. The deer in the headlights expression only made Teddy chuckle more before dropping a bombshell.

"The real question is are you ok; I know you like to pretend grief doesn't make its way into your pretty head?"

Cristina stares at her, dumbstruck. Did she really just say that?

"I…uh never really…thought about it," Cristina manages to get out awkwardly purposely avoiding eye contact. Teddy smiles, easily picking up on her nervousness and steps closer causing her resident to take an involuntary step back.

"It's okay to feel things sometimes" Teddy states matter-of-factly.

"How do you feel right now?" Cristina shoots back. Teddy sees her pupil's mask of indifference come to the surface. She takes another step and by this time Cristina is backed up into the door. Teddy moves so that her face is mere inches from hers. What is she doing? Why is she so close to me? She better not want a hug. I never noticed how green her eyes are and she smells amazing.

"I feel better than I did before you came in." Her voice is low filled with honesty and something else Cristina couldn't place. She leans in slightly and Cristina's eyes widen in confusion and mild shock.

"What are you doing?" Cristina demands though her voice is soft. Teddy simply closes the distance and kisses her. It's tender, not full of complete lust but a soft passion. Teddy's hands move gingerly to the shorter girl's waist and she can feel Cristina's hands move almost timidly around her neck and in her hair. When the kiss ends, Teddy holds her breath, her heart beating out her chest waiting for rejection to end this overall crappy day. What the hell has gotten in to me? Her lips are so soft and warm and… focus Theodora!

"I guess I am pretty good with consoling people after all." Cristina snorts; the realization hits her like a truck making her unable to speak for a few moments. Teddy waits patiently knowing they'll both need time to process this.

"Teddy…we just um…you…kissed me." Cristina says looking down.

"Yeah…I did." Teddy replies simply "Look…I shouldn't have done that, it was border line sexual harassment and I was sad and…"

"This is really fucked up, you realize that right?" Cristina cuts her off, looking her in the eye. Teddy merely laughs in response before pager cut her off.

"It's mine." Cristina announces, before Teddy grabs it from her waist.

"Bailey's paging you." Teddy informs her though she makes no move to remove herself from Cristina who merely nods, most likely still in minor shock. Teddy knows this will take get some getting used to if they even decide to have a "this".

"You kinda have to get off of me." Cristina chides though she feels the opposite, followed by a playful shove. Reluctantly Teddy moves away and watches as her subordinate exits the small room. Sighing she locks the door before making her way to the bed and staring absent-mindedly at the ceiling. What the fuck just happened and more importantly what will happen tomorrow.

A/N: Please rate and review and should I continue?