Hey! As promised here is chapter 7! It's a tad bit short but very crucial. I hope you all enjoy this chapter I had a lot of fun writing it.

Shoutout to Snivellus for helping me edit! Love you lots!

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Season 16 Episode 6 "Love the way you lie"

It was just like five years ago when they couldn't help but get lost in each other's eyes through that very same gallery window.

"Dr. Yang?" Shane asked as he noticed her staring without moving into the gallery window.

"What? Oh. Yes," replied Cristina, embarrassed as she realized that she hadn't quite finished sewing the skin over the sternum back together. If she was being honest, for an entire five seconds she had forgotten she was even operating.

She quickly finished off the row of neat stitches and took a step back to admire her work.

"Perfect. We're all done for now."

"That was amazing, Dr. Yang!" replied Lianne.

"I know, Clumsy. Would you like to clean up?" asked Cristina.

"It would be an honor." the intern replied, smiling at Christina and nodding her head.

"Ok. Thank you to everyone for assisting," continued Cristina as she Maggie and Shane made their way to the scrub room.

"You were amazing in there," said Maggie as she started scrubbing her hands with soap.

"I know. I'm brilliant."

"That was a very close call," remarked Shane.

"Yeah, it was. Thank god it worked," mumbled Cristina as she dried her hands.

"It was really nice being able to work with you again," said Maggie, about to leave.

"Drinks are on me tonight at Joe's!" yelled Cristina as she smiled brightly at Shane and Maggie.


As Cristina entered the cafeteria looking for some chocolate pudding to snack on, she almost got tackled when Meredith ran towards her.

"So! What was that all about?" asked Meredith with a wide grin on her face.

"What was what all about?" replied Cristina batting her eyes innocently.

"You and Owen staring so intensely at one another during the surgery." said Meredith, mocking Cristina by looking off into the distance wistfully.

"Ok. First of all, we weren't staring at each other. It was just a glance," groaned Cristina, reaching to grab the last container of chocolate pudding.

"Was it really though?" questioned Meredith as she bit into an apple.

"Yes, it was. Just a glance and nothing more."

"Yang! Grey! Over here," motioned Alex who was already seated at one of the tables.

"Hey," greeted Cristina as she stuffed another spoonful of pudding into her mouth.

"Hey. You gonna tell us what was up with you and Hunt in the OR today?" asked Alex as he munched on his fries.

"I asked her the same thing. She said it was nothing," smirked Meredith, plucking a french fry from Alex.

"Oh my goddd," groaned Cristina. "It was nothing, I swear! It's also been five years. We've both moved on," she explained, exasperated that her own friends wouldn't believe her. Then again, she wasn't sure if she could even believe herself.

A couple of tables away sat Owen, pretending to read an old newspaper he had found on his seat. Instead, he was watching Cristina laugh from the corner of his eyes.

"Hey you," said Amelia as she approached Owen with her lunch in hand.

"Hey."

"What are you doing?" She reached down and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Just...reading," said Owen as he motioned towards the paper.

"Oh really?" questioned Amelia. She thought she saw him gazing at Cristina the whole time, but maybe she had just imagined it.

"So, what's up?"

"Not much. I just…. I wanted to talk about us," answered Amelia tentatively as she took a seat across from the trauma surgeon.

"What's there to talk about?"

"I kinda feel like we've been distant from each other," said Amelia, glancing anxiously up at Owen through her lashes.

"Why do you always just assume things? First, you tell me that our whole relationship is just a result of your tumor, and that it was never meant to work out. Now you're complaining about how we're distancing from each other when we just got back together? Amelia, you have to make up your mind." growled Owen, raising his voice and standing up from his chair.

"Owen, why don't you sit down and we can sort this out?" asked Amelia, pulling out the chair next to her and motioning for him to sit down.

Owen's pager then went off, telling him that an incoming trauma was approaching. Saved by the pager he thought.

"I have to go," said Owen through gritted teeth as he scrambled away. Ever since Cristina came back to Seattle, all he wanted to do was spend time with her and avoid Amelia.

"What's up with those two?" questioned Alex as he motioned to Owen, who was practically running away from the cafeteria. Amelia was looking in his direction sadly.

"I don't know, nor do I care," replied Cristina as she licked the last drop of chocolate pudding off her spoon.

"Damn Yang. A little harsh don't you think?"

"Whatever," said Cristina as she quickly stood up and left to throw out her trash.

"Is she not completely over Hunt?" questioned Alex dumbfounded.

"Honestly Alex, I don't think so. I don't think either of them are completely over each other. I mean they were each other's great love," said Meredith thoughtfully.


Sitting in the back of the bar, Owen drowned down his second glass of beer as he reflected on the last couple of days. Ever since Cristina came back to Seattle, it was like a part of him just lit up.

A part of him that died when she left.

Owen couldn't count the number of times he wished she would come back. No matter who he dated or who he loved he always couldn't help comparing them to her. There are seven billion people out there, but there's only one Cristina Yang.

Amelia walked into Joe's bar. She was completely exhausted after a long day of being ignored by Owen and having to deal with sticky patients.

"Joe, can I get a Shirley temple please," she requested.

"Coming right up!" responded Joe dutifully.

"Thanks, Joe," nodded Amelia as Joe handed her the virgin drink.

"Dr. Hunt is in the back. If you're looking for him," said Joe as he pointed to where the ginger was sitting and staring into his glass.

"Thanks," responded Amelia, gathering her things and walking towards Owen. They were going to figure things out.

"Hey," said Amelia softly as she approached Owen.

"Hey, sorry for being... moody today," said Owen as he acknowledged Amelia.

"It's ok, I get it."

"You do?" asked Owen surprised.

"Yeah, I do." replied Amelia as she realized she knew all along but was too scared to accept the truth.

"Care to explain?" asked Owen confused as to what Amelia knew.

"The fact is, Owen, that you love Cristina."

"What? I mean, well yeah, I did but that was a long time ago," refuted Owen.

"No, Owen you still do. I don't think you ever stopped," said Amelia as she grasped Owen's hand to comfort him.

"She's the love of your life Owen. You could date countless women, even marry one and you could tell yourself that you love them but they'll never be her. They'll never be enough."

"What are you trying to say, Amelia?"

"What I'm trying to say is no matter how much we claim to love each other it will never be enough. We are not enough. Your heart beats for Cristina. So while she's still here, this time don't let her go Owen."

"Amelia, are you breaking up with me?"

"Yes Owen I am," replied Amelia tearing up.

"B-but," stammered Owen.

"It's for the best Owen. You'll see. Now go get her back," said Amelia smiling sadly as she reached over and kissed him gently on the cheek.

"Amelia?"

"Goodbye Owen," said Amelia as she proceeded to leave Joe's bar leaving Owen with a lot to think about.


"Amelia?! Are you alright?" asked Meredith as she noticed Amelia trying to sneak in puffy eyed.

"Yeah, I'm ok," responded Amelia as she reached to hug Meredith.

"What happened?"

"I broke up with Owen. But I'm ok. We both know it was for the best."


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