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Chapter 14 – Tonight, Not Again

October 22nd

"What is this? Why aren't they dead?" Brookes asked angrily as he watched the videos of Cristina and Owen in his office.

"Sir...They're very hard to find. We can't seem to locate them." His assistant piped up.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANT SEEM TO LOCATE THEM?" He screamed.

"Well...he is an ex-solider." His assistant added unhelpfully.

Brookes sighed heavily.

"This needs to end. I do NOT want the people to get ANY ideas."

"I understand sir."

"Now turn the camera on."

The man switched it on.

"Good Morning America. It's come to my attention that a group of Rebels seems to be speaking slander against me and the government. I want to assure you it's all lies. If you see either of these two I want it to be immediately reported to the police. These people are extremely dangerous. They have injured and killed MANY people. Several of the guards were seriously injured when the fugitives escaped. Do not be fooled by their outward appearance. They are dangerous criminals and when caught will be dealt with to the highest extent of the law. I am also offering a reward should someone capture these two fugitives. I suggest you keep your eyes peeled. Anyone caught aiding or working with the fugitives will be dealt with. This is to ensure your safety. Thank you."

"Excellent speech sir."

"I know. Now find them."

"You see that?" Owen asked Cristina who was lying next to him with her eyes still firmly shut.

"No. I heard it though." She replied.

"You know what I meant. You also know what this means don't you?"

"That...we need disguises?"

Owen laughed.

"Well I was going to say be more careful and perhaps stop working at the hospital but if we can pull it off..."

Cristina popped her contacts in her eyes.

"Also you're hair is growing back in red."

"I noticed that last night. I should dye it...but you do realize this is probably not going to work."

Cristina shrugged at Owen's comment. "Well we're not scared. And we are certainly not going to try to run."

"True. Cristina...I'm so glad you're fighting with me."

She smiled back. "And I'm glad you're fighting with me."

Owen leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.

"I love you Cristina."

"I love you too Owen."

"Hello Again. Owen here. I watched that broadcast and I'm sure you did too. Now I'm going to be straight with you fellow citizens because I want you to understand something. Cristina and I had absolutely no part in the attacks on those guards. The night Cristina was rescued one guard did get injured but he was only knocked unconscious. We would never brutally attack people like that. But I should warn you, that there are several individuals given the chance that we would attack. Who you ask? Well Brookes himself. Look at what he's done to this country. I suppose we're attacking him verbally every time we speak with you. President Clarke. And last but certainly not least is our dear friend Jonathon. Without him, there would be no me. There would be no Cristina.

Now ask yourselves...Am I telling you the truth? Well in reality I have no reason to lie to you. I probably wouldn't even be speaking to you this candidly if it all hadn't happened. I would be worried for my safety and for Cristina's. But we are not afraid."

"Dr Altman..." Cristina said coming up to her.

She looked up at Cristina and smiled.

"What's up?"

"I...can't take that patient in room 412."

"Why? I don't understand. Don't you want to get back into the game?"

"I do but...if I continue to be his doctor I won't be able to stop myself from killing him."

Teddy look at her shocked.

"WHAT? What the hell is going on?"

"That was the man that's responsible for all the weeks of torture we had to endure."

Teddy stayed silent.

"Okay."

"Because I will kill him."

Teddy looked at her Resident. This surgeon turned warrior. As proud as she was of Cristina she was still very worried for her. Worried she would get recaptured and never return.

Or get killed...

Teddy pushed those thoughts out of her head.

She knew Owen would never let that happen.

November

As the country became more and more unstable, Cristina and Owen became more and more vocal. And people were listening. They tuned into their tv's as much as they could desperately wanting to know what else this couple had to say. Brookes was furious. How dare they become such a likeable force and not the dangerous felons that they were. He knew he had to change the public's perspective of these people.

"I got us some new idea cards."

"Oh did you?" Cristina said looking up at him.

"Yes. Seeing as though we are dangerous fugitives and all."

Cristina giggled and took the card from his hand. She looked at it. "Sandra Lewis?"

"Yup. Sandra and Kevin Lewis. She's a school teacher and he's an accountant."

"Sounds like real uppity people."

Owen laughed. "At least there aren't pictures."

"True."

"I figured seeing as though it's mandatory to have these whenever you enter a public place."

"Agreed. We should use our actual cards occasionally though. If only to piss Brookes off."

"That's my girl." Owen said smiling.

She grinned back.

"It's snowing."

"Yes...it is."

"Reminds me of the first day we met. I pulled an icicle out of your abdomen."

"After I let you staple your leg shut."

"You helped."

"True..You were such a show off."

"You liked it."

"As much as I would love to listen to you gush to each other I'd rather not vomit up this food. It's too good." Mark said looking at the pair of them from across the table in the kitchen of Meredith's house.

"Suck it Mark." Cristina replied as she turned back to Owen and kissed him. "Another beer?" She asked.

"If you wouldn't mind." Owen replied smiling at her. She grinned back and went over to the fridge to retrieve herself and him a beer.

She handed it to him and sat down next to him. A group of them were having a small dinner together. They all didn't have much in the way of similar nights off except this one. Owen, Cristina, Meredith, Derek, Mark, Callie and Teddy all were there. Owen, Callie and Teddy were busily cooking.

Once they were done they set it all out. A herb crusted beef roast with a red wine au jus, mixed green salad with a raspberry vinaigrette and rosemary and course salt roasted potatoes.

They sat around the table and chatted and ate and drank until late that night without a care in the world.

The next morning Cristina woke up in the spare bedroom with Owen next to her. "Uuhggghhhggg. I fell asleep with my contacts in."

Owen laughed. "What time is it?"

"7am."

"Hey we slept!"

"I think alcohol is key."

"So we just need to get belligerently drunk every time we need to sleep decently?"

"Yes."

"Maybe you two should go to therapy..." Teddy piped up from the floor tiredly.

"After." Was Cristina's reply.

"What if there is no after?"

"Then...We'll deal. Sleeping is the least of our concerns right now."

"It's too early to be in business mode..." She replied.

Cristina smirked at that comment.

"I know. It's just hard to turn it off sometimes...Where's Henry?"

"Uuh..in the living room I think..." Teddy replied, rolling over onto her back.

"I can't believe how much we all drank last night." Cristina commented.

"Aren't we a little old to be drinking that much?" Teddy asked them, not moving from her spot on the floor.

"Pfffft." Cristina waved her hand dismissively. "No."

Owen chuckled.

"Okay...Good." Teddy agreed. "I was just trying to comfort myself."

"And we're not old...well I'm not. You and Owen are."

"Hey! I'm only...36."

" "36" Liar."

"Fine. 38. Happy? And whatever. You're 33." Owen replied, slightly annoyed. He popped his contacts in and narrowed his eyes at her.

"Yeah. Years younger...old man."

Owen grabbed her and she cackled with laughter as he started to nibble on her ear. Owen kissed down her neck and planted himself about half way down it.

"Mmmm...Oh god Owen!...You bastard."

Owen laughed and removed his lips from her neck, leaving behind a small red bruise.

She narrowed her eyes and popped out the contacts, put some eye drops in and put them back in.

"You guys aren't going to have sex now are you? Because I can't get up." Teddy piped up.

"...no..." Owen lied.

"Eeww. You were! Well don't! And if you do at least have the decency to invite me to join or carry me out of the room."

Owen laughed. "Oh I know how that would go. You would be all over Cristina and completely forget about me. Your best friend."

Teddy laughed. "Oh god..." Immediately regretting the action.

Owen got out of bed and walked over to where Teddy was laying. Cristina sat up in bed and turned her head to the side as she watched her husband, clad only in black briefs pick Teddy up and carry her out of the room.

"You've got a great ass honey." She called to him.

Owen shook his head but smiled.

"No..Not too fast..." Teddy said to him as he carried her down the hall and into the living room.

Henry was sitting up on the couch with his eyes glued to the television.

"You look like hell." Henry commented as Owen set her next to him.

"I feel like it...and hey! Why aren't you all shitty?"

"Oh I already puked."

"Oh thank god. I thought you were one of those creeps that doesn't get hangovers."

Henry laughed and put his arm around her.

Owen left the room and headed back into the bedroom.

Within minutes the entire street was covered in police cars and military cars. People headed to their windows to see what the commotion was about. A bunch of SWAT guys got out of the back of a humvee.

"Shit!" Cristina exclaimed.

They were somewhat relieved when they saw the guys going to a different house.

"Thank god..but those poor people...'

"I know..." Owen replied nervously.

They looked at each other and back outside. They watched the men break the door down and storm into the house. Several minutes later the couple that lived there were dragged out and taken away.

They looked back at each other.

"Owen..."

"I know. We'll leave as soon as those guys leave."

"Alright." She grasped his hand for comfort.

"It's going to be okay. They are never going to catch us again." Owen reassured her.

"They can't Owen! They can't! I cant go through all that again!"

"And you won't! I won't let them take you!"

"And don't you care let your hero complex get the best of you." Cristina said seriously.

"I promise." Owen replied as honestly as he could.

Once they were sure the area was cleared they got up and started packing what little possessions they had.

Teddy burst into the room. "Are you guys leaving?"

"Yes." Owen said looking at her sadly. "We need to keep moving. I can't believe we even stayed here this long."

"Let me come with you." Teddy pleaded.

"No. You can't. It's too dangerous." Owen replied seriously. "I'm not going to let you risk everything. I don't want you to have to throw away your career and your life for me."

"Fuck that!" She yelled. "I am not going to sit here and wonder and wait to see what happens to the both of you. I am NOT going through what I went through in the summer! End of story."

"What about Henry? What about him? You can't just abandon him!"

Teddy sighed heavily and paced. She didn't want to leave him behind but she didn't want to stand by and and wonder what ever happened to her friends.

Owen sighed. He couldn't believe he was about to do this.

"You can bring him."

Teddy stopped pacing and looked at him.

"Good!" She said pointing her finger at him. Teddy ran off to find Henry.

"What is this? We're bringing people with us?" Cristina asked him, slightly amused at his behaviour.

"Shut up."

Cristina laughed. "I'm glad they're coming."

"This is all we are bringing. We are not bringing Meredith. I won't do that to Derek."

"Fine..."Cristina grumbled.

"You want me to ask everyone don't you?"

"...a little."

"Fine."

Owen walked out of the room with Cristina and they headed into the kitchen where everyone was.

"Cristina and I are leaving. We feel it isn't safe here anymore. Now...Teddy and Henry are coming with us. Now if anyone else wants to join us they can but I want you to know that is NOT safe. I know it isn't safe anywhere as you saw but with us, you are labelling yourselves fugitives."

They all considered what Owen was saying.

"I'll go." Mark offered.

"Are you sure?" Owen asked him.

"Yes."

"Mark! What about Sophia?" Callie asked him.

"She has you and Robbins." Mark replied. "And I want to do something about this. That couple! That innocent couple was just ripped from their home for who knows what reason! Our friends were imprisoned for months! I am not going to stand by and watch people get killed!"

They were taken back by how passionate Mark seemed to be. They knew he didn't like what was going on but they never realized how much it actually bothered him.

"And you are disregarding your family!" Callie screamed back.

"I need to do something about this! And I am doing this for Sophia!"

Callie sighed. "Fine..."

And with that, he left the room.

"I hope you guys know what you're doing." Callie said looking at them.

"Us too."

Just then Alex walked into the house. "What's going on guys?" He asked them as he walked over to the coffee pot.

"Work a night shift?"

"Yeah. I managed to sleep a bit so I want coffee. So what's going on?"

"Cristina and Owen are leaving. And they're taking Teddy, Henry and Mark with them." Callie replied, clearly annoyed.

"Let me get my stuff."

"You too?"

"Yes! I had a case today that really changed my mind."

Owen wasn't sure what to do. It went from the two of them to 6.

And who knows what would happen when Meredith and Derek came downstairs.

"What's going on?" Meredith asked running down the stairs.

"Everyone is leaving!" Callie exclaimed.

"What?"

"Cristina and I want to leave. It's not safe here anymore."

"Oh. Let me get my things."

Owen looked at Cristina. "This is your fault."

She shrugged in reply.

They all piled into various cars and headed out of the city and towards the trailer.

Brookes watched the group leave the house. Excellent He thought. Now that they were out of the city he could avoid damage to other houses.

"Sure would be nice if you guys finished the house sometime this year." Cristina commented from underneath a blanket in the back of the car.

"I know." Meredith replied. "You should talk to Derek about that."

In the other car Owen, Derek and Mark drove together.

"I can't believe the soldier didn't recognize you!" Mark commented from the back seat.

"Luckily with my darker hair and Scottish accent he was fooled."

They pulled up outside the unfinished house and trailer.

Cristina, Teddy and Meredith headed into the trailer while the guys headed over to the unfinished house and went inside.

"You think they'll come here?" Mark asked Owen.

"Probably. You guys are our friends and they are probably suspicious they you were leaving."

"Well then. We'll just be careful."

Owen stayed up that night to keep watch.

Just as he was drifting into unconsciousness he saw something. Someone was walking towards him. And it suddenly occurred to him that they still thought he was blind. They walked right in front of him as silent as they could. The situation was almost laughable if it wasn't for the rifle pointed at him.

Finally, "I can see you." Owen said to the dark figure. He could tell the man was trying to decide what to do next.

"Get down on the ground fugitive." He pointed his rifle straight at Owen's head.

a/n: Oooooer.