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Day 42

Owen walked into his office with a big smile on his face. All the details of his new job had been finalized, the board had accepted his notice of resignation the day before, and he had had a good night's sleep. He felt a pang of sadness at the thought of how one phase of his life was beginning to end, but nevertheless he felt excited and thrilled at the prospect of the next chapter.

He was still deep in his own delight when the shrill sound of the phone pierced the air. He answered it immediately and to his confusion, a woman's voice shouted into the phone. "Owen Hunt! What in the world is wrong with you? Why wouldn't you say yes?"

"Teddy?"

"Yes, this is Teddy Altman. What's wrong with you? Why did you turn down the offer? I thought that's what you wanted?"

He scratched the back of his neck, thinking how he should explain everything to her. "Yes, back then. But not now."

She asked, "Why? What happened?"

He let out a breath. "It's a long story, Teddy."

"Spill. I want to know. I pitched your name and now that you have turned it down, I need to know why."

Knowing that she would not drop it, he confessed, "I am going to USZ."

"Zurich?"

"Yes."

"Ok." A pause. "Isn't Cristina there too?"

"That's right."

She giggled. "So, are you two back together? Because the last time I heard from you, she was about to go to Zurich and you were all sad and miserable and now I got you this and you are fine now?"

"Yes. I'm so sorry, Teddy. USZ needed a new trauma surgeon, so I went there for a trip. Then I ran into her, and . . . we talked."

"And?"

"We are good now. I guess. I'm very, very sorry, Teddy."

"Nah, it's no big deal. It's ok. I'm happy for you, Owen."

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks Teddy. So . . . how are you? How are things going with you and Andrew?"

"I am good, thank you. Actually, that's also why I called." She paused for a moment to create suspense and announced, "I'm engaged."

"Wow. I . . . I . . ." Owen's mouth hung open, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words. "Really? When?"

"Yesterday."

He laughed and shook his head. "Teddy Altman, I can't believe that you didn't call me right away."

"Time zones, Owen, time zones! You were sleeping!"

"You could have texted me!" They both laughed, and after the laughter stopped, Owen said, "I am happy for you. When's the wedding?"

"I'm not so sure about that yet, probably next year? Anyway we are going to have it at Germany, and it's going to be so convenient when you and Cristina are at Zurich. You can be my maid of honour!"

"Err no. But I can be your best man." A light tap on the door brought his attention back to the ER and a young resident poked his head into the chief's office, mouthing the word 'GSW'. Knowing that this was his sign to get off the phone, he said, "I have to go now, Teddy. GSW. Once again, congratulations."

"Well, congratulations to you too, Owen. Not the GSW, but you and Cristina, you know. I am still pissed that you turned the job offer down though. You are going to have to make it up in the future."

"Ha-ha, I will. Bye Teddy."

"Bye Owen."

NOTE: This chapter is beta-ed by Eliza. I hope you like this! :)