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Author's Note: A BIG thank you to my beta-reader suppershipper, you're awesome! Thank you so much :D

This story has 2 chapters. The first one is from Owen's POV. The second is going to be from Cristina's POV. I hope you all enjoy it :D


"We did everything we could but there was too much damage. I am so sorry. Would you like to see her?" Derek asks me quietly.

"Yes," I answer. He leads me to her room. She looks like she is sleeping. But she's dead. The person who raised me was gone. My mother was gone. I can't stay here. It's all too much. I turn around, my back to Derek, and I leave the room.

"Owen! Where are you going?" I hear him call after me.

I don't know where I'm going. The only thing I know is that I can't stay there. I wander through the hospital and my feet guide me to an on-call room.

I don't allow myself to cry. I can't do it. I can't lose control. I walk towards the bed. Looking around, I recognize this room. It's been more than a year since the last time I was in here. It was where we made love for the first time.

I lay in the bed thinking about Cristina, trying to distract myself of today's event.

Several hours pass and I start to wonder if Cristina has heard. She's probably looking for me. I should call her.

As soon as that thought crosses my mind, and I move to reach for my phone, I hear the door opening. Even before I look I know it's her.

"Owen" she says, softly.

I look up. Just seeing her makes me lose control. The tears start falling from my eyes.

"Cristina," I whisper. She closes the distance between us, laying next to me and embraces me in her arms.

"I'm here Owen," she tells me.

Her eyes are so full of compassion. I let myself break down in her arms, burying my face in her neck.

We stay like this for a while. My tears eventually stop falling. I open my eyes and all I can see is her neck and some errant strands of hair. She has such a beautiful neck. I can't resist kissing it.

"Owen," I hear her calling me but I don't look at her. I continue to kiss her up neck, to her jaw. I place soft kisses along her jaw to her chin, moving closer to her mouth until our lips finally meet.

But she gently pushes me away making me look to her eyes.

"Please," I beg, my eyes pleading with her. I just want to be inside of her. "Please."

She doesn't say anything and, for a moment, I think that she won't let me hide myself in her but then she pulls my face to hers and kisses me. Just the touch of her lips makes me instantly relax.

We take off our clothes. She wraps her legs around me and runs her fingers through my hair. I gaze into her eyes and finally, slowly thrust into her. Everything disappears as we start moving together, our eyes locked on each other. I feel so safe each time I make love to her. I feel like nothing can hurt me because she will always protect me.

Afterwards, I kiss her again thinking that everything is going to be okay but then the vision of my dead mother invades my mind once more and the tears start falling again. I look away not wanting her to notice but she knows me too well. She grabs my face making me look into her eyes.

"Owen," she tells me. "It's okay. Everything is going to be okay."

I surrender to my pain and bury my face on her neck again while she caresses my back.

It's so comforting, being in her arms. I never thought that I would need someone as I need her. Just the thought of losing her makes me hold her even closer.

My eyes are starting to feel heavier. I know that I'm about to fall asleep. I can still feel her caressing my back. I close my eyes, relaxing under her touch.

"Thank you." I whisper.

She is my safest place to hide.


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