Here's the sequel. I just want to say that this chapter would not be written without the help of the wonderful Kristyn the Kid. Thank you so much. And thank you guys for reading 'Her Diamonds' and reviewing it. Enjoy this.
"Honestly Meredith, I don't know how people do it," Cristina whined, collapsing onto the couch next to her best friend. Meredith looked at Cristina and giggled.
"You look like hell," Meredith explained. Cristina rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, thanks," she said sarcastically. "I feel like hell too. I don't remember the last time I slept. Soon I'm going to have to quit one of my jobs, and I'm pretty sure being a mother is permanent."
Before Meredith could respond, the sound of crying filled the room via the baby monitor on the end table next to the couch. Cristina groaned and sank deeper into her seat. She looked at the baby monitor with great loathing, as though she wished it would explode and leave her alone.
"I'll go," Meredith volunteered. Cristina raised an eyebrow. "Derek's been talking about kids," Meredith added with a shrug. Five minutes later, a new sound came through the monitor. "Cristina! Cristina, I need help!" Cristina groaned again, but got up anyways.
Meredith was standing in the middle of the room, rocking one of the babies and looking frightened. The baby was crying loudly. Even though he was only a few months old, Cristina could clearly make out Owen in his features, but he had a mop of curly black hair on his head.
"She won't stop crying…he won't stop…she…which one am I holding?" Meredith exclaimed, frazzled.
"That's Ryan…You're a great godmother, I'm so glad we picked you," Cristina said, sarcastic once again.
"Well, I'm sorry, but they are twins!" Meredith yelled over the crying. She handed the baby over to Cristina, who continued to rock him. When that failed, Cristina figured something was wrong. "Does he need to be changed?" Meredith suggested, though her voice sounded as though she was very much hoping that that wasn't the case.
"No," Cristina said, checking. "Maybe he's hungry." But little Ryan refused the formula that Cristina attempted to give him. Meredith was holding her head with one hand.
"Oh Ryan, please, just stop crying," she begged. Ryan ignored Meredith and continued his crying. They heard the door and saw Owen enter the apartment.
"What's going on? I could hear him crying from the stairs," Owen looked at Ryan contemplatively, trying to figure out why he was crying.
"I don't know. He's not hungry, and he doesn't need to be changed…" Cristina's voice trailed off. Owen took the baby and alternated rubbing and patting his back. After a few minutes, Ryan fell silent. Cristina's and Meredith's jaws fell as Owen grinned triumphantly. "What…How…Why…?" Cristina stuttered in amazement.
"You'll never know," Owen laughed as he put Ryan back in his crib.
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"I still can't believe you actually said you loved me," Owen said with a smile.
"Yeah, keep bringing it up and I might not ever say it again," Cristina replied bitterly. Owen had been talking about the fact that she'd shared her feelings with him for almost three days straight. Owen always looked a little hurt when she put him down for mentioning it. "Is it too early to blame my mood on the pregnancy?" Cristina asked with a sigh. Owen grinned again.
"I know you're tired of hearing this, but I honestly never thought I'd hear that from you. Especially that night. I had it in my head you were going to break up with me," Owen continued, laughing. Cristina just nodded and 'Mhm'-ed him. He'd told her that at least 5 times. "I'll see you later," Owen said upon reaching the nurses' station. After a quick kiss, he departed. Cristina immediately rolled her eyes and collapsed against the nurses' station.
"Something wrong?" Meredith asked, sneaking up on Cristina from behind.
"My boyfriend is acting like a schoolgirl in love," Cristina complained. Meredith laughed.
"Yeah, they do that sometimes. They're all macho and tough until it comes to a serious relationship," Meredith informed her. Cristina groaned.
"Is Derek like that?" she asked, scared of the answer.
"Not all the time," Meredith responded. "Lately he's been a little pushy, though. He wants to get married. And he's mentioned kids." Cristina made a face that was a combination of mock fright and sympathy. "Why don't you just tell Owen to lay off?"
"But he's so cute when he's like that," Cristina moaned. "It just annoys the hell out of me."
"Well, what are you gonna do?" Meredith asked rhetorically. "We're anti-touchy-feely women in love." Cristina let her head fall loudly and slightly painfully onto the nurses' station.
If anyone's confused, the last bit after the '***' was a flasback. Anyways, please review, lemme know your thoughts. I love to hear them =)