This is Chapter 2 ;)

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything, bummer.

This is from Owens's perspective mainly

Chapter 2 Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

After she left, Owen felt a little empty. He hoped he hadn't blown it with her. He understood why she was hurt and why she needed space, so he would respect that and just hope she wouldn't take too long with her space.

His shoulder hurt and he was getting a migraine. He took some of his prescription pain killers and went to his bed, but seeing the crumpled sheets where they had just made love only a few minutes before made his heart sink to his knees. Instead, he went to the sofa, laid down and went to sleep.

He awoke later that day to the sound of knocking on the door; he jumped up and went to answer. The throbbing in his head had subsided and his shoulder was just a little sore.

He was surprised to see his mum standing there. He hadn't seen her in awhile. When he was triggered like he had been the last few months, he found it better to stay away, to keep her from seeing him like that. The look on her face told him that was a mistake, she was angry, he could tell.

She had that same look on her face that she had when he was a small boy and did something bad.

"Owen, I saw in the news about the shooting. Why in the hell haven't you been to see me or rung me?

I rang Cristina, in the end, she told me about you getting shot. Why do you do this? Why do you shut out your family? It isn't fair, Owen. I have four children to worry about and a little 'Hi, mom, I'm doing good' or 'I'm not doing so good' occasionally would be greatly appreciated."

Then she hugged him, glad to see he was okay. Then she cuffed him over the head like she did when he was a naughty little boy.

"Mum, come in and have some tea okay. I know, okay, I am sorry. I just, I don't want to worry you with my problems, okay? They're big problems not the kind of problems you can sort out by sitting me down with a cup of tea and a nice chat."

Mrs. Hunt went over to the couch and sat down, she waited for Owen to make the tea and bring it over.

"So, Cristina told you everything did she?"

"Yes, Owen, everything, the shooting's, your PTSD flaring up again, she told me you to were taking a break. She was sorry that you hadn't told me any of this and she would be sure to yell at you when she next saw you.

I told her not to worry, that I would yell at you for the both of us."

"I see, yeah... guess I deserve it. Well, I have been seeing my shrink and I'm feeling good again, apart from the gunshot wound and Cristina breaking up with me."

"You're an idiot for letting that one get away. She's a great girl, I don't know what happened between the two of you but sort it out. I liked Teddy, she was a good friend to you over in that damn place but I'm not happy with you being with someone that reminds you so much of that hell."

Owen sighed. "Mother, I'm not with Teddy, I'm with Cristina. I know I'm an idiot but that's okay, I'm not going to be an idiot anymore. I hurt her and she needs space okay, can we please drop it?"

Sighing, he rubbed his face. It had been a long couple of days.

Later that day when his mother had left, but not before making it clear she expected to see him again before the week was out, Owen decided to go see Derek in the hospital. He wondered if Derek and Cristina knew about the lost baby yet.

He entered the room. Derek smiled. "Hi, how are you doing?"

"Better than you," he joked.

Derek chucked which hurt so he stopped. "I almost can't believe all that actually happened. Meredith told me you jumped in front of her, and I can hardly believe Cristina did what she did. Operating by gunpoint, that's hardcore. And to save my life, she doesn't even like me."

"Cristina loves you. You and Alex are like brothers to her. I know she told me once, but I didn't say that though."

Derek laughed again. "Okay, sure, so I guess you two are back on now."

Owen sat down. "No, not exactly, we took a break. It's been quite a couple of days. I can't decide which is worse, being shot at or facing the wrath of my mother. She likes Cristina so she is mad at me, and Cristina is mad at me and now she is mad at me double for not visiting my mother enough."

"Ha, she can talk. When did she last see her mother? In fact, have you actually met her mother?"

"No not yet, you have met her though?"

"Yes, Owen, I met her at Cristina's non wedding," Derek smirked, glad he could still joke at a time like this.

"Wow, okay. On that note I'm off."

Derek watched him go. "Poor guy."

On his way out, Owen ran right into Cristina. "Oh, hi."

"Hi, I er... came to check on Derek," she smiled.

"Oh, great, well he is doing great. I mean that's thanks to you. Well, I'll see you then. Maybe we could have coffee soon?"

"Okay, I'd like that very much, bye."

He watched her walk into Derek's room. He was feeling hopeful. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard to get her back after all. He screwed up badly with her, he could kick himself, but maybe it wasn't too late.

TBC