He's My Person
Disclaimer : I do not own Greys Anatomy or any of the characters :)
It had been three weeks since Owen had left the firehouse. He knew how much he had hurt Cristina. All though she was the only woman he would ever love, he had to let her go. He knew that if he ever stood a chance of regaining her trust and her love that it had to be on her terms.
It had been a busy three weeks for Cristina. She had passed the board with flying colors and was being pursued by several hospitals all over the country. She had just completed her last interview with a hospital in LA. It had gone very well and she felt like this might just be the job for her. She would be working side by side with one of the nations top cardiac surgeons. It would be a fresh start for her. She headed to have a quick dinner with her mother and step father and before catching a flight back to Seattle.
It was a quiet night in the ER. Owen sat at the main ER desk wishing for some action. He needed something to keep his mind of his failing marriage. Suddenly a call came in at the desk... a plane crash. The plane had flown from LA to Seattle and crashed upon landing. There were going to be several injuries.
Owens heart stopped immediately... was this Cristina's plane? He immediately went to his email to check his wife's flight itinerary. He breathed a sigh of relief as he read the email. Her plane did not land until later in the night. This would definitely keep him distracted!
Pagers went off all over the hospital as staff gathered for a briefing on what was happening. Within 15 minutes patients started to arrive. Thankful most were relatively minor injuries but they kept the staff hopping. Owen was in the middle of overseeing all the activities and giving orders when his cell phone rang.
Mrs. Rubenstein popped up on the caller id. Why in the world was she calling. Cristina must have told her about the separation. He really did not have time to talk about this right now.
"Dr. Hunt" Owen said as he reluctantly answered the phone. "Owen, it is Helen Rubenstein. I just saw on the news that there has been a plane crash and the flight had been out of LA." Owen heard the worry in her voice and immediately began to reassure her. "Mrs. Rubenstein don't worry. I already checked Cristina's itinerary, her flight lands later tonight." "Owen she decided to take an early flight. Didn't she call and tell you. I am positive she was on that plane. Please find her Owen. Take care of my baby." she cried. "I will. I need to go. I will call you as soon as I have some information." Owen said.
All of the sudden he couldn't breath. His world was crashing down. He had to get in touch with Cristina. At that moment Teddy was by his side. "Owen we need you now," she said. Something was different in her voice. It was the first time since Henry's death that she had spoke to him without a bitterness in her voice. "Teddy, I can't right now. I have to try to get in touch with Cristina. Just handle it." he said. "Owen," Teddy said. He turned to face her. Her voice was stern but full of compassion. He knew by the look in her eyes something was wrong. "Owen they just brought a patient in from the airport. She is pretty seriously injured." she pause and took a deep breath. "Owen, it's Cristina."
Owen took off running down the hall towards her room as Teddy followed trying to update him with all the information she had. As the doors of the exam room flew open everyone stopped and looked at Owen. He stared at his wife laying on the bed unconscious, monitors screaming in every corner of the room.
"Hunt you don't need to be in here," Derek said. "We are taking her to ct and ultrasound. We will update you when we know more."
Owen did not move. He just stood there unable to move, unable to speak. Derek moved quietly over to him. "Owen, let us take care of her. You can't do this right now." "I am not leaving her." he said quietly. "Owen she has some internal bleeding and a collapsed lung. We need to get a chest tube in and get her to the OR. You don't need to see her go through this." Derek said. "I said I am not leaving." Owen replied. Derek took a deep breath. He had been in Owen's shoes before. He remembered back to Meredith's near death experience. He remembered how helpless he felt and how all he wanted to do was to be near her. "Derek, I will stay out of the way. I just need to be near her. She's my wife. I love her." As he spoke tears filled his eyes and his voice began to break. Derek nodded his head and gave Owen's shoulder a squeeze.
They quickly began to move Cristina to the OR. Dr. Bailey placed an or nurse outside the door and locked the gallery. "No one is allowed in here. This is not a show. No residents or med students allowed. If anyone argues with you tell them they can take it up with me after surgery." Bailey said.
As the other surgeons scrubbed in for the surgery Dr Hunt made his way over to the OR table. He rubbed Cristina's small hands and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I am so sorry," he whispered. "I love you. Please don't leave me." A hot tear ran down his cheek. "Get it together or you will be kicked out of here," he thought to himself.
As the other doctors made there way into the OR to began the surgery Owen backed up against the wall. He had to remind himself over and over to take deep breaths in and out. For two hours he stood and watched his coworkers operate on his wife. Every time the monitors would start to scream it took all he had to stay against the wall and breath. Finally, Dr. Webber began to close Cristina. "Owen she is stable for now but we are going to have to keep a close eye on her for the next 24 hours." Webber said. Owen shook his indicating he understood and quietly began to follow them to the ICU.
Once they had her settled in the ICU he pulled a chair over next to her bed. As he picked up her hand he could no longer fight all the tears he had been holding back since he heard Mrs. Rubenstein's words. He laid his head down on the bed next to her hand and sobbed.
"You have no right!" The person he had been waiting to face was here. He turned around to see Meredith standing in the door way. "You need to get out of here. After everything you did to her do you really think she wants to see your face when she wakes up from this accident. NO!" Meredith yelled. Owen took a deep breath. Although those exact thoughts had crossed his mind earlier it hurt to hear them. "Get out!" Meredith yelled at him as she pushed him out of the way and took his place next to Cristina's bedside.
He slowly backed out of the small ICU room and leaned quietly against the nurses desk. Teddy quietly walked up next to him and handed him a cup of coffee. He looked at her and wondered if she would be the next one to give him a speech. "I am so sorry Owen. I have been such a jerk the last few months. It was my idea for Cristina to operate on Henry. If you had come and told me Henry died we would have lost 2 patients that day instead of one. I am sorry it took me seeing you hurt with your wife being the patient in the bed to see what kind of situation I put you in." "Don't worry about it." Owen said. "I know you were grieving. I tell you what you can pay me back by taking care of my wife...and keeping me posted since this is probably as close as I am going to get to her as long as Meredith is here." Teddy smiled and nodded rubbing his back as he took a sip of his coffee.
Suddenly Cristina started moving in the bed. "Dr Altman!" Meredith called out. "She is awake! She is fighting the tube!" Teddy ran into the room. It took all the restraint Owen could practice not to follow her. What if Meredith was right? He should just stay back and watch from a distance. Bailey, Derek and Webber joined him at the desk as they watched from a distance to see how she was doing.
"Cristina, I am here... talk to me," Meredith said as their eyes locked. Cristina looked around the room and then back at Meredith. "Owen," Cristina whispered, as a tear ran down her cheek. Meredith looked at Teddy with shock in her eyes. Surely she was not asking for her cheating husband over her person. "Owen's right outside the door at the desk Cristina. We will get him for you just try to relax." Teddy reassured her. Teddy walked around the bed and took a hold of Meredith's arm. "She wants her husband." she said. She guided Meredith out of the room as she eyed the crowd of doctors that had now gathered at the desk. "Owen, she is asking for you." Teddy said.
Owen rushed to Cristina's bedside and grabbed her hand. "Hey there." he whispered as she opened her eyes to look at him. Tears began to flood her eyes. "I am so sorry." she cried. "Ssshhh. It's ok you have nothing to be sorry for. You were in an accident but you are going to be ok I promise." She shook her head. She was tired and hurting. He saw the pain in her eyes. "It's ok. Just close your eyes and rest. We will talk later. I am not going anywhere. I am going to sit right here and hold your hand." "Promise?" she asked quietly. "I promise." he said as he gave her kiss.
She dozed back of to sleep and Owen breathed a sigh of relief. It felt as though for the first time in weeks a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. She wanted him there. There was still a lot to work through but it was a start. Her quiet whisper had also made one thing very clear to all of the doctors standing around that desk... including Meredith. Owen Hunt was her person.
He had fallen asleep in the chair holding her hand. His eyes popped open at the first sound of noise. "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." she said. "No no you are fine. How are you feeling?" "Ugh... like I was in a plane crash." she smiled. "I am hurting but more than that I am ready to sit up." "Well I can help with that!" He was glad to be able to help her however he could. He leaned over the top of her bed. "Alright put your arms around my neck." he instructed. She wrapped her arms around him and he gently lifted her up in the bed. "Ouch," he heard her whisper under her breath. He stopped and looked straight into her eyes. "It's ok." she said. 'I know moving is going to hurt." He nodded his head but he hated the thought of her being in pain.
They sat in silence for several minutes. "So how did your interview go?" he asked. He was not sure this is where he wanted the conversation to go but he didn't know what else to talk about. "It went really good. They like me and basically told me the position is mine if I want it." she said. He looked down at his hands. "So, are you going to take it?" He held his breath as he waited for her answer. "I don't know." she answered him. He could feel his heart breaking. "It depends on if you offer me a job here." He looked up and directly into her eyes. "Would you stay here? I mean after everything...because you have a position here if you want it."
"Owen, we have both made mistakes and have hurt each other. But one thing I realized as the plane was crashing was that if I don't have you... surgery doesn't matter. I am just a walking ghost like I have been the last three weeks. I don't know where we start, but I am not ready to give up on us. I need you." Owen felt like his heart could burst. "Cristina Yang, I love you. You are the only woman I have ever loved and the only woman I will ever love. We will get through this... somehow."
Over the next several weeks Owen took a leave of absence as chief so that he could stay with Cristina and help her heal. It allowed them plenty of opportunities to talk and reconnect. They even met with Dr. Wyatt for a few seasons. She gave them questions to go through and answer together so that they could come to a common ground on their relationship.
A month to the day after the plane accident Cristina walked into SGMW hospital dressed in blue attending scrubs. Her physical wounds had healed while at the same time her marriage was healed. She could not imagine being any happier.
Ok so this is my first fanfiction. I am thinking about a second chapter... a glimpse into their lives a year from now. please review!