"Barry!" she screamed again as she ran over to him, her doctor instincts kicking in.

She immediately started assessing him as best she could, he was unconscious and not breathing.

She started CPR and began to scream for help, she couldn't stop what she was doing but she knew she would need some help.

Owen was passing through the cafeteria to pick up Cristina and head home. He approached the kitchen when he heard someone screaming. His heart immediately sunk to his feet, is that Cristina?!

"Cristina!" he shouted as he sprinted into the kitchen.

He saw her kneeling on the ground sweating whilst administering CPR, "What's going on? Are you okay?" he asked frantically.

Cristina let out a sigh of relief when she seen him, "H-he had a heart attack. Go get a gurney." She instructed him.

He returned a minute later, and they lifted him onto it, she continued the CPR, her clothes now drenched in sweat from doing it for so long.

"Here let me take over" he said, she accepted and began to run the gurney down the corridor.

They ran into the first available room, followed by a team of nurses. They quickly hooked him up to all the machines.

"Charge to 300" Owen shouted, grabbing the paddles. "Clear!"

The room went silent. Until suddenly a heartbeat appeared on the monitor and everyone sighed in relief.

The moment of relief did not last long as Owen sprung back into action, "Page Dr Altman and get me an ultrasound machine." he ordered the nurses.

He placed the ultrasound over the heart and Cristina watched over his shoulder as the images displayed on the screen.

"Shit" they said in unison as they seen the damage to Barry's hear.

"Okay, book an OR and tell Dr Altman to meet us there" Owen shouted, whilst wheeling Barry out of the room.

He turned and to his surprise saw Cristina running along beside him.

"Cristina, you know where we are going?" he asked gently as they got into the elevator.

She looked up into his worried eyes, "I know, I want to help" she said softly.

Owen couldn't help but let a smile appear on his face, he grabbed her hand, "Okay, just let me know if it gets too much" he said cautiously.

She squeezed his hand in response, and then began to run again as the doors of the elevator opened. Oh, how she had missed this rush.


"What've we got?" Teddy asked as she entered the OR.

"43 year-old male..." Cristina begun. Teddy snapped her head up at the sound of Cristina's voice.

"Dr Yang" she said shocked, interrupting Cristina's rundown.

"You're back?!" she asked confused but smiling.

"Uh.." Cristina begun before being interrupted.

"Dr yang was with the patient during his heart attack" Owen explained " I hope you don't mind her assisting" he finished, shooting her a look as if to say 'you-better-let-her-stay'.

"Of course not, nice to have you back Dr Yang" Teddy said genuinely, she had missed her number one student.

Throughout the surgery Cristina fell back into the natural rhythm as if nothing had happened. She was completely focused on what she was doing, her abundance of medical knowledge came flooding back to her, allowing her to show off her skill to the ecstatic eyes of Teddy and Owen.

Owen was thrilled to see her back at it, he could see the sparkle in her eye return that had been missing. He watched her lovingly over the OR table and grinned at her under his mask, the patient had crashed twice and each time he looked up at her cautiously to gauge her reaction, but she had taken it in her stride and didn't even flinch.

After 2 hours in the operating room, Barry was stable and the surgery had been successful.

"Good work today Dr Yang" Teddy uttered as she headed to scrub out, leaving Cristina and Owen alone.

"Thank you" Cristina replied softly.

Owen discarded his gloves and made his way round the table to take his wife into his arms.

She smiled as he pulled her into a hug, "I'm so proud of you" he said into her hair.

He pulled down her surgical mask and gave her a tender kiss.

"And I'm not the only one" he said pointing to the gallery.

Cristina spun around to see Meredith and Alex along with the rest of her friends smiling down at her from the gallery.

She couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as she waved up at them.


Whist scrubbing out Cristina smiled to herself, she was back, she finally felt like herself again. She had just spent 3 hours in the OR without a single thought back to that horrific day, maybe she could finally put it behind her.

As she exited the scrub room Meredith was waiting for her, "There she is" Meredith exclaimed as she linked arms with her person.

Cristina smiled to her, "Well, how'd it feel?" Meredith asked curiously.

Cristina thought for a second, "It felt good" she replied softly.

"So you're back?" She asked excitedly.

Cristina laid her head on Meredith's shoulder, "I guess I'm back" she muttered smiling.

"Thank god, lunch lady was not a good look on you" Meredith joked

An hour later Derek and Owen found their wives in the resident's locker room, slumped together on the sofa chatting away in some sort of code language only they understood.

"...and then 'Pedia went apeshit on daddy's new bimbo" they overheard as they entered the room.

They stood unannounced and listened to their gossiping wives for a few moments.

"Did you understand a word of that?" Owen whispered to Derek.

"Not one" Derek laughed, making his way over to the twisted sisters.

"Nice work today Cristina" Derek said whilst pulling his half of the pair off the sofa.

"Thanks" Cristina smiled in response. Owen pulled her up and wrapped his arms around her.

Both couples stood with their respective partners all smiling. "We should have a dinner party" Meredith suggested excitedly.

"As long as you don't cook" Cristina joked receiving a playful nudge from Owen.

"You're one to talk" he retorted under his breath.

They all laughed except Cristina. "Let's keep the both of you far away from the kitchen" Derek said smiling.

They said their goodbyes leaving Cristina and Owen alone in the locker room.

Owen leant down and kissed her passionately.

"How's my favourite surgeon?" he asked playfully, enjoying that he could call her that again.

He pulled her into a bear hug, "Tired" she uttered against his chest.

He moved his hands down to her stomach, "And how's my little one?" he asked softly.

"It's what's making me tired" she muttered back.

He raised his head to look at her "It?" he asked slightly offended.

She laughed slightly at his response, "Well what do you want me to call it?" she responded defensively.

He laughed, "I don't know, but not it!" he replied.

"Well it is an it, it's not even really a baby yet it's kinda of just a blob."

He laughed again" Excuse me that's a future Harper Avery winner in there, not just a blob" he replied in mock annoyance.

They both started laughing. He picked her up and sat down on the sofa with her on his lap.

"Seriously though, what do you think it is?" she asked curiously.

He thought for a second," I have a feeling it's a girl, but I honestly wouldn't mind either way." He said softly, "As long as it's healthy." he continued.

She smiled up at him, "And smart" she added nuzzling into his neck.

Notes: Thanks for reading, sorry this chapter was a bit shorter, the next one is a long one ;)