Goodbye, my lover.

Hello, my daughter.

N/A: Guys, thanks so much for all the comments. I'm really sorry for taking this long to update... I hope you enjoy this one!


Because I saw the end before we'd begun,*
Yes, I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
And may be over, but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.


"My water just broke." – Those were Teddy's last words before Owen dropped the phone and ran to meet her. He promised her he would be around to hold her hand during her labor and he would stick to his promise until the very end.

She stayed there, sitting in front of Henry's grave, in front of her daughter's father grave. That was supposed to be the best day of her life, of their lives, and it would, but it would be even better if he was around to hold her hand and tell her she would be okay. She wanted him to be there to tell her she was almost done, that he could see their daughter's hair and that it was as blonde as Teddy's hair was. She wanted him to be there so then she would have someone to yell to when another contraction hit her body making her succumb into a bubble of pain.

She was there, asking herself "is that to much to ask? To have you once again around me, Henry? Just to meet our daughter, to hold her in your warm arms, to be the first member of her family to hold her, to cut the cord. Is that too much to ask?". The minute she stopped saying those words she knew there would be no answer, but, to her surprise, someone replied.

"This is not too much to ask, Teddy. In fact, this is the least you could ask for. I can't even imagine how you must be feeling right now. It must be a mixture of sadness and happiness, something you will never be able to explain. However, everybody is at SGH waiting for you, because this is supposed to be the best day of your life and it's gonna be."- Owen handed his hand to Teddy.

"I don't think I can get up, Owen."

He, then, wrapped one of his arms around her legs and another around her thorax. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stared at his eyes.

"Thanks for coming."- she said.

"I told you I would and here I am. That's what friends are for. I'll always be here for you, whenever you need, for whatever reason you need me to."

"Even to help me hide a body?"- she smiled at him, as she always did when she was joking.

"Nice try, Teddy. But I would. I definitely would help you to hide a body."

They approached the car. Owen helped her to get on it. She grabbed his arm tighter and gently asked him to do not move.

"Contraction? How far apart are them?"

"I don't know. I think 5 minutes apart… Just stay here for a while, please." – she glanced at him. – "Owen?"

"I'm right here, Teddy."- Despite the cold wind outside, Teddy was sweating. He took a tissue from his pocket and dried her forehead.

"No, I have to tell you something."

He froze. Whatever she needed to tell him, was something important. She wouldn't stop in the middle of a contraction just to tell him she had to say something. It wasn't like Teddy to do something like that. He stared at her, waiting for her words to come out her mouth and hit him.

"What is it, Teddy?"

"I-I can't start pushing, Owen! You have to make this stop! I can't let her out yet! I'm not ready."- tears were streaming down Teddy's face in the minute she realized she was about to give birth. – "I can't. I don't know how! I'm not ready! I need Henry, Owen!"

Owen shushed her. He knew she wanted her husband to be around, he wished he could bring Henry back just for a few hours. He wished he could make all her pain go away, but he couldn't. The only thing he could do was to be there, holding her hand, making her breathe, telling her how great she was doing. All he could do was to pretend to be the husband she didn't have.

"Teddy, you listen to me."- He put both hands on her face and dried the rest of all those teardrops that have been flooding her cheeks. – "You're the strongest and most fearless person I've ever met in my entire life. You're the one who told me I should run after Cristina, even when you knew you felt something for me. You're the one who saved me from a mine when we were in the warzone. You're the one who saved a woman's life while your husband was having a surgery that you knew that could kill him. You were there, hanging in there, pretending everything was okay and giving your best. And, guess what? You succeeded in everything, because you're strong, because you always manage to do what you have to do, even when you don't know how to. And this is just the simplest thing you have to do. You know how to push, you're strong. This is it. You can do it and I'm here for you, okay?"


Touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.


"How far is she?"- Cristina reached them as soon as Owen go in SGH with Teddy in his arms – "We need a wheelchair here, please?"

"I don't know. I didn't have the chance to check it, but she told me her contractions are 5 minutes apart, so she might be almost there. It took me a while to get to her, because the road was way to slippery due to this blizzard."

They took Teddy to the maternity floor. No one could tell she had been crying, but everybody could see something wasn't going really well with her. Those nine months she had been carrying that baby passed like that. She was happy, but also sad and everybody could tell that just by looking into her eyes.


Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.


People say that the second most difficult loss is your spouse's, because the bond between you two is so strong and so in sync that when one of you is gone, it's like something went out of orbit, like life got away from its tracks and there is nothing, but time, to put it back on track. They say you never recover from it, but that – as the years pass by – it gets easier and even bearable. Teddy knew it would get easier. She knew she would be able to come back to the state of happiness, but it would take her time. And this time was killing her. She had to move on, but she couldn't, because everything she touched, everything she smelled, remembered her of Henry.

She left Henry's pillow on the right side of her bed, just to remind herself that he used to sleep there, by her side, every single night since the day they decided to move in together. When things were difficult, and she wanted him to listen to her, she used to sit on the left side of their bed, to take his pillow and wrapped her arms around it. She used to sniff it, so she could smell Henry's cologne and feel as if he were there, right in front of her, listening to everything she had to say. It was hard, it was horrible to her and she didn't know how much longer she would be able to carry on like that, but was the only way she could manage to keep going on, for them, for her, for their daughter.


And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.


"Teddy, are you listening?"- Owen looked at her, once she didn't answer what he asked her.

"What did you say?"

"Do you want to take something?"

"No-no. I want this to be as natural as possible."

"Are you sure? Because you know that once is start pushing, there is no coming back…"

"I am, Owen."

She grabbed his hand as the contractions were reaching her even stronger. She didn't want to scream or to cry, but the pain she was feeling was so intense that she couldn't help herself from failing her wishes.

Owen was right there, as he promised, holding her hand, drying her forehead and even pulling her knees close to her chest when she started pushing.

"Push, Teddy! You can do it. I can see her head, you can do it. Just one more push and we are done. Just one more."

The way he said the "we" in that sentence sounded weird to Teddy's ears, but she didn't have the time or even the strength to analyze the probable meaning behind that pronoun. She knew that that could mean he still had feelings for her, but she didn't want to get her hopes up or anything like that. She didn't want to ruin Owen's marriage with Cristina. She didn't want to get in between a couple she truly admired, but the "we" in that sentence really sounded weird to her ears.

As the moment she stopped pushing, she heard her daughter's first cry. She couldn't help herself from crying, she couldn't stop sobbing when the doctor first put her daughter in her arms.

"Sir, do you wanna cut the cord?"

The room stayed quite. No one moved, no one said anything. Everybody, but that doctor, knew Owen wasn't Teddy's husband neither that little baby's father, but he made the first move anyways.

"Of course."

He cut the cord. He wasn't her father, he wasn't Teddy's husband, but he felt like this was his job. He felt like it would help Teddy through the moment, and, in fact, it did. When Owen cut the cord and released her daughter from the only thing that was still keeping her attached to Teddy, he could feel that she felt relieved. She looked at him and thanked him, thanked him while she was immersed in a moment of happiness, while she was trying to connect to her daughter by looking into her eyes and seeing she resembled her dad so much that it would get easier to live with the fact he wasn't around them anymore.

"She is beautiful, Teddy. She has your eyes."

"Thank you, Owen. Thank you for being here, for being this amazing friend of ours. Sydney is so lucky to have you around as her Godfather."

"Sydney?"

"I decided to name her after Henry's favorite city. He once told me he had only gone abroad once in his life and that Sydney was the coolest place on Earth. So I thought, why not?"

"Sydney is a wonderful name, Teddy. You did great. I told you you could do it."- he kissed her forehead and left.

For the first time in a long time, Teddy felt as if Henry was there. Embracing his girls, watching over them. Maybe this was time to say goodbye. Maybe this was the start of something completely new. She would miss him forever, but, by looking at their daughter, she could manage all the pain she was feeling.

*Goodbye my lover - James Blunt