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SPOLIERS ALERT! This is based around season 9/10 after they have an abortion.

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I had never expected my life to turn out this way, to have to choose between the man I love and the career I'd always dreamt of.

Owen or a Harper Avery?

If anyone had of asked me that five years ago the answer would have been simple but now everything has changed, I've changed.

As I walk into the hospital and past the day care; I see Meredith with Bailey and Zola, she looks so damn happy. Why can't I have that?

I need to find Owen and tell him the decision I have made, I wonder if he will stay or if he will go.

'Beep, beep, beep'.

My pager, 911, oh crap. I'll have to find Owen later then.

"What have we got?" I ask practically out of breath.

"Abdomen is rigid and swollen, we have to get in there now" replied April.

"Okay, let's go!"

Surgery is done and dusted but now I must find his wife. This is what I hate most about my job.

"How is he? Is he okay? Will he live? How serious is it?" I was bombarded with questions by Mrs Lewis.

I think my face says it all but I still have to say the words.

"I'm sorry Mrs Lewis, we did everything we could but I'm afraid it wasn't enough, Mr Lewis passed away on the operating table. I am so sorry." I hadn't even finished what I was saying and she had burst into tears.

I hugged her tight as her knees gave way. This would have to be the worst day of her life. I don't know how I could cope without Owen but I also don't know if I can go through with giving him everything that he wants.

My thoughts are interrupted by the rest of Mrs Lewis' family arriving.

I leave them be and slowly walk away. I need to find Owen.

He looks so perfect, leaning against the bench filling out some charts.

"Owen!" I yell as I race over to him.

"Not now, Cristina." He sounds annoyed.

"Yes, now." I drag him into the nearest on call room and shut the door.

"Owen, we need to talk."

"What?"

I know he won't want to hear this but I have to say it.

"Owen, I am so sorry for the abortion, I know it was really har..." he interrupts before I can even finish.

"We aren't doing this!" he yells.

"Shutup and listen" I push him down onto the bed so he has no choice but to listen.

He looks so pained already and I have hardly even begun. But I continue on anyways.

"I am truly sorry for the abortion, I know that it was really hard on you to give up the one thing you wanted most in this world."

"No, you're the one thing I want most in this world" he says even though I don't believe it.

"Seriously? Will you just shutup and listen to me for one god damn second?" I say as I sit down beside him and gently rub his back.

"Fine."

"After the abortion, I started thinking about everything you have given me. You took out my icicle, you made me feel alive, you married me, you nursed me back to health after the plane crash. And what did I give you in return? A cranky bitch who ran away and had an abortion."

He was bawling his eyes out now. I did the only thing I could do; I took his head in my hands and hugged him tight. We both fell backwards so that we were now laying down. I still had him in a bear hug as I continued on.

"About a month ago I went off my pill.." that definitely had his attention as he began to stop bawling his eyes out.

"I went off the pill. I wanted to have a baby, to give you a baby because you would make a perfect father. I'm pregnant Owen and I am going to keep it."

"Wha..t, are you sure?" he was stuttering, I think he was in a bit of shock.

"Yes Owen, I love you and I want you to have this baby."

And with that Owen kissed me hard and rough. That's when I knew, I knew that we would be okay.