She tried really hard to hold it In, she pursed her lips together in an attempt to prevent any words from spilling out of her mouth unintentionally, but in the end no amount of self restraint could stop the words from exiting her mouth. There was no better time to let him know, it's not like they were even together and she could plan a romantic way to tell him, after all she had not only denied him the opportunity to be a dad before but she had also aborted a child that was already conceived. She had the courage right then and there to let him know and she was afraid that if she didn't say it now, that she would never find the perfect opportunity to do so again. Though she was still riding the waves of her recent heartache and humiliation caused at the hands of this man, she reasoned that it was the right thing to do. ( And she might have wanted to prove him to be a hypocrite to everyone who had witnessed his rampage).
The truth was that she did want to hurt him, she wanted to make him feel the pain and turmoil that was bottled up inside of her, not just repay him for the harsh words that escaped his lips after finding out about her impending pregnancy, but she also wanted to cause a rift in his new relationship. First she contemplated abortion as a means to drive the knife harder into the wound, she planned on telling him they were his right before she went in for her appointment, but Jeff had reasoned with her and helped her not to make life-changing decisions based on hurt and anger, and of course not to get an abortion as a means of getting back at someone.
Two was one too many that she was comfortable with aborting, she couldn't will herself to do it, and in a split second she had made up her mind that she was keeping them, she didn't want to be like Bianca, it would of killed her. And she knew that this would hurt Owen more, and deep down she wanted to cause irrevocable damage to his relationship with Emma, she was so sick and tired of being treated like she and Owen never existed, that they were never married, that they were never in love with each other. He seemed to think that their relationship meant so little and was so irrelevant that he chose to deny its existence, well this would make him confront what he so adamantly tried to deny or erase.
She took a deep breath and turned to give him a sideways glance, her hands were intertwined behind her back and she fought the constant fidgeting her feet were prone to doing.
"Congratulations, your going to be a daddy." Her tone was a mix of sarcasm and mock-seriousness. She planned on turning abruptly and walking away, leaving him with no room to respond or time to adjust to the news- she didn't want to be there and witness him putting the pieces of the puzzle together, she would of rather walked away and let him register the news by himself and then let him sulk in his stupidity.
But she couldn't will herself to walk away, not when she caught sight of the look in his eyes. It would stand to be a moment in time that she would remember until the day she died, the raw emotion and realization that he was able to convey in a split second- confusion, realization, shock, amazement and then with a disbelieving sigh- there was that look- like the clouds were parting and the heavens were singing, it was complete and utter elation, and love, not just any feeling of love, he looked at her like she was the creator of heaven and earth, like she was carrying the messiah, or like she had just saved his immortal soul.
That night, the break-up sex that he had initiated had in return created two tiny lives. Owen couldn't catch his breath enough to steady his heart, as he dissected what she had just said and as her words resonated in his head, the realization of what she had just conveyed to him almost sent him over the edge, his mind tried hurriedly to take in the new information and process it as quickly
As possible while his heart was way ahead of him- it already knew what she meant- as soon as that last word
escaped those beautiful lips, he felt as though he was dead and brought back to life, his whole body felt a shock of electrocution and he began to move on autopilot.
Owen had no control over his body as he gave her one last heart breaking and heart melting look before closing the gap between them. He stood a mere inch away from her, there noses lightly touching, and there eyes unable to break contact. She swore she could feel his heart beating from his chest even through his ragged deep breaths. He slowly brought his hands up to her face, grazing the sides while outlining her jawbone, he kept eye contact desperately trying to convey what he couldn't with words- with his eyes-he inched his face closer and placed a kiss on her forehead, before uttering a "thank you." He let his lips linger there for a moment before moving to his her eyelid, " thank you." and then he gently placed another tender kiss on her other eye. "Thank you." He continued to shower her with these painfully tender and excruciatingly slow kisses, he made his way to her left cheek before showing the same attention to her right one, and then he gave her nose a little peck before he attempted to show her with a kiss, what he felt with every fiber in his being.
He started off with a peck, so light and airy, she didn't even know for sure that their lips had made contact. Owen searched her eyes again before giving her another one, and then another one. Slowly he dived his head in for another kiss, but this time he sandwiched his lips between her full bottom lip and sucked on it slowly before ravaging her whole mouth with his. His hands moved from her face and reached down to grab her by the waist. He pushed her into him as hard as he could and almost passed out with sheer happiness and an overwhelming sense of joy when he felt the small curve of her protruding belly against his stomach. Another reminder that this was real life this time, which was hard to comprehend since he had given up hope of this dream ever being fulfilled.
Cristina couldn't help but snake her hands around his neck and pull him closer into her, and when he slid his tongue between her lips to deepen an already passionate kiss- she couldn't help but grant him entry, as she used one hand to bury in his hair and close any gap that threatened to come between them. How could one kiss wipe away all the pain and anger she felt toward him? How could this one embrace make her feel whole and loved again? How was it possible that he was able to breathe new life into her with his small sweet gestures?
He couldn't stop kissing her, he didn't care if he couldn't breathe or he lost all oxygen to his brain, he would pass out on cloud nine and he was fine with it. He wanted nothing more then to make this moment last forever, he was still in disbelief, but he remembered the words she had spoken and knew that her mind was made up, she wouldn't have congratulated his impending fatherhood if she hadn't decided to keep the babies... His babies..her babies... Their babies... He couldn't clasp the concept as of yet.
He reluctantly gave her mouth a break to make way for the kisses he started to shower her with on her neck, moving from side to side at a faster more forceable pace then before, his mouth then moved to give her soft love bites at the curve of her heaving chest, right where her cleavage had grown accustomed to sneaking out.
He nuzzled his face there for a minute before he slowly dropped down to his knees and laid his hands on either side of her hips.
Finally, he gave two butterfly Kisses on the center of her belly. He knew that they were right outside Dominic Stones' room and that the hallway was busy with passerby's but he couldn't care less. He wanted to savor this moment forever and engrave it in his mind so he would never be able to forget this feeling, he wished time stood still right then and there and he could remain wrapped around Cristina and the two lives they had created together forever.
Owen moved one of his hands so his palm laid flat against her rounded tummy and brought his face close to give another kiss to his unborn children, " I already love you, I already love the two of you more then anything in this world." He uttered as his voice cracked with an overwhelming amount of emotion. "And your mother, I didn't think I could love her more then I already had" he whispered as he mindlessly started rubbing her belly in the sweetest way. "But knowing that her body is creating two lives, that she is growing you two in her stomach, knowing that the two of you will be a product of our love and be a combination of our genes, something that is apart of her and apart of me, that makes my love for her reach a whole new level." His eyes were already glassy before, but now he was releasing sporadic tears as he tried to keep his voice even . He grabbed Cristina's hand and brushed it against his cheek before bringing it to his mouth to kiss. He looked up at her directly in the eyes and smiled before he said,
"I dreamed about the day when our love making wouldn't just be geared to show each other how much we love one another or as a means of a physical release of the passion we shared, sometimes when we were having sex I would imagine a time when our bodies would come together to form new life, to create a miracle that was half you and half me, god, I would even imagine what it would be like to have a little Cristina fill the firehouse with her small footsteps, I would imagine her inheriting you hair and my eyes, she was the ideal version of perfection in my mind because we made her together. And now I don't have to dream anymore because for the first time in my life, my reality is so much better then anything I could ever dream up." The amazement was still very evident in his voice, he hoped that his words were doing justice to the feeling of completeness in his heart, Owen wanted to try his hardest to put into words the gratitude he felt for the gift Cristina had just given him.
"I will spend the rest of my life worshipping the ground you walk on, I promise that I will make everything up to you Cristina, I will make it right." He finished as he searched her eyes in hopes of reading what she was feeling.
Cristina blamed it on the hormones, but all she wanted to do was grab him by the hands and pick him off his knees and sink into his embrace, and just stay there, in his arms forever. God, she hated that pregnancy was making her emotional and soft.
" Of course you will." She stared, as he got up. "because I'm not only carrying one of your children, but two of them, do you have any idea what I'm gonna put my body through to give birth to your beastly babies." There was a hint of laughter in her voice and a small spark in her eyes before she turned serious.
"I'm kidding Owen, I know your in a relationship with Emma, I don't want to come between you two, I can take care of myself and I can take care of these babies too, I'm not asking you to be involved, I know you moved on, and I know I asked you to, so no hard feelings, I let you go so you could find someone to love and have a family with, and I think you found her, and I can tell that you care for her, I mean you seem to have forgot about our relationship in the blink of an eye, you didn't even mention to her that we were married, I was such an insignificant part of your past that you don't have to feel an obligation to me." She sighed, " I"ll be fine,".
Speaking of the devil herself, Emma emerged from down the hallway and made her way towards Owen and Cristina, completely oblivious to the fact that her boyfriend was having twins with his ex-wife, who broke up with him because he wanted kids and she didn't. oh the irony in this whole situation.
She sensed tension in the air as both the two people standing in front of her were acting awkward and weird. She momentarily wondered if she had walked in on something private and intimate.
"And this is my cue to leave." Cristina stated as she made her way past the two, much to Owens dismay who made sure to shout, "Cristina this is not over, I will talk to you in a bit." She waved a hand in the air with her back towards them as she continued to make her way down the hall. She had heard him make that statement before, yet he still had accepted that it was over then, what would make this time any different?