**Hi all, first I would like to thank you for still fastening your seat belt and enjoying the ride. I'm glad that many of you love Teddy and Bailey. I also treasure the fact that you guys love Faith and request more Faith's storyline, as well as Crowen's storyline. I already finished writing this fanfic, so I'm not sure if I can edit the scenes and still make the story flow smoothly. But I will continue thinking about , writing these last chapters was hard for me due to lack of Crowen feeling. I watched GA again in hope to be inspired, yet it was depressive as usual. But I tried anyway. Hopefully the next chapter will be better.

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Owen getting healed

DAY 11

Cristina enters the house with Meredith following behind. She throws the key on the kitchen counter and shouts out.

"Music. Teddy!"

Teddy rushes out from the library, excited to see her mother. "Hey Ma, hey Aunt Mer. What do you bring home?" Meredith hands her trays of chicken wraps and salad. She asks Cristina, who is putting down a bag full of imported wines. "Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, Owen is inside…"

"Of course! Ignore him. He's happy in his cave now. We haven't talked for five days already."

"Okay, if you say so…" Meredith purses her lips.

"Oh let's drink and dance and have fun tonight. I need someone to celebrate my winning bid with me." Cristina laughs out loud. She pulls out her phone and dials: "Hey Callie! When will you and Arizona come? Don't be too late! Hey make sure you remind April, she's my son's future mother in law!"

"You know you're Kraums person and we are Grey Sloan people, right? You pretty much are inviting your opponents to celebrate your win over our loss. I mean, I am completely okay with it but Callie and Arizona and April…" Meredith is hesitant at Cristina's invitation.

"Oh come on, you sound like an old woman. I know you don't care and neither do Calzona or April. All we care about is our scalpel and sex…" Cristina laughs enthusiastically. "Leave the business to the husbands. I know they're upset with me now so that's why I don't invite them. It's Friday night! It's ladies' night! Yay!"

"Yay!" Meredith cheers with her person.

"Come on, music, Teddy, any song you like, as long as we can dance!" Cristina demands.

Teddy runs to the music player and plays an upbeat song. Cristina and Meredith start to dance wildly. The sound of the music overwhelms the doorbell sounds that Callie, Arizona and April have to stand waiting outside for ten minutes. Eventually, Teddy hears the doorbell so she rushes outside.

"Hey, sorry, it's so loud inside I can't hear…" Teddy apologizes.

"That's great!" Callie holds Arizona's hand and she sways a full circle as they gradually progress into the living room. April shakes her head and smiles as she hands over Teddy a tray of chips and queso dip.

"How is your father doing? Is it okay that we have a party in the house while he's at rest?" She tenderly asks Teddy.

"Oh, my dad is recovering very well. He's having a good time in his cave, so good that he even forgets my mom's and my existence out here. He's gonna be out of the cave tomorrow."

"Great. I'm glad to hear about that." April smiles at Teddy.

Owen is working on the laptop as usual for his research in Anesthetics and PTSD Development. He has turned in the summary along with the anticipated timeline for the research two days ago, and now he's anxiously waiting for the approval. Suddenly, he hears loud music outside the bedroom mixed up with voices of people. Owen dials Teddy's number and subsequently Cristina's number but no one picks up the phone.

Curious, he walks towards the entrance and leans close to the door, listens to the noise and tries to figure out what is going on. He hears female laughter and chitchats, among which is Cristina's voice yelling and singing enthusiastically along a tune.

Are they having a party without me?

Owen hits the desk and bites his lips, feeling irritated because he can't attend the party outside. He paces around the room, trying to find a way to sneak peek at the party without exposing himself to the crowd.

Suddenly, he realizes this is all Cristina's plan to avenge him because he was too focused on his thing that he didn't have time to talk to her. Owen chuckles as he thinks about how his wife would never put up with him, given that he's having a rough time fighting against cancer. She is, indeed, Cristina Yang. It's pretty obvious that the party is destined to be held anywhere but his house, so that the thought of Owen being isolated in his bedroom while his wife is having fun will torment him.

Realizing the motive behind the party, Owen just smiles and shakes his head. He returns to the desk and continues working on the research.

"Dad, you called me?" It's Teddy on Skype.

"Yeah, can you turn on the camera and show me around the party?" Owen genuinely smiles.

"Forget it, Dad. You've been enjoying your time in the cave. We're enjoying ourselves out here without you." Teddy grimaces.

"Oh come on, you know I'm working hard despite my sickness." Owen rants.

"Yeah, I know you're working too hard that you only have time to eat my meals twice a day and you don't even have time to tutor me Chemistry." She snorts at her father.

"I told you I forgot all the Bio and Chem stuff, plus you got 93% for your CLEP test, what do you complain now? Come on, I'm sorry sweetie, how about I make up for you later?" Owen insists Teddy.

"You're bribing me, but I accept that." Teddy chuckles. "Hold on, I have to run to the library real quick, then I'll be back to you." Teddy leaves the tablet at the kitchen counter.

Owen chuckles; he leaves his tablet on his desk and focuses on the screen as he waits for Teddy.

"So how is Owen's doing?" Owen realizes it's Arizona's voice.

"I think he's getting better now. He's been focusing on his work, so focused that he forgets my existence." It's Cristina's sarcastic voice.

"It's good that Chief has something to work on, you know. Being isolated in a room for twelve days must be horrible." April Kepner is trying to defend him. Owen giggles; he knows he always have a faithful student.

"Hm, you must miss having sex with him then." Owen detects it's Callie talking in between her chewing something. He's anxious to hear Cristina's answer.

"Me? Oh forget it. He's the one who's missing the hot sex with me." Cristina chuckles.

"So I guess tomorrow is a big night then." Meredith laughs wickedly. Owen blushes as he listens to their conversation about sex between him and Cristina.

"No way. Who does he think he is? My boss? He hasn't talked to me for almost a week and now he comes out of the cave and expects me to serve him? Oh this queso is so good, April. Thanks for bringing in." Owen can hear Cristina chewing the crispy chips. He chuckles, thinking about how his wife is still bitter about his lack of caring towards her.

"Oh so there is a fight going on." Callie raises her voice teasingly. Owen can imagine her eyes open wide as she speaks.

"Or a cold war..." Arizona giggles playfully.

"…in which the person speaking up first will surrender and lose the war." Meredith laughs out loud.

"Why are you guys so complicated? I mean, look at me and Arizona, we don't have to tease each other or fight with each other. We always have desire towards each other." Owen can hear the smooching sound between Callie and Arizona after Callie's speech. And it gives him goosebumps.

"Uh huh, sex between men and women are complicated." It's Arizona supporting her wife.

"Yeah, it's really…complicated. Jackson has a thing for candles; we usually have sex with many candles on, and I just don't get it. I mean do men like to look at the boobs or the candles?" Owen blushes as he hears April's high pitch voice.

"For me, Derek likes to have sex in the bathroom. But I'm not sure if I really like it because I have dry skin, you know. I can't stand being under the hot water for too long. It's hard to have orgasm when you feel dry." Meredith rants and sighs. Owen's cheeks are now severely tinted ted.

A guilty thought crosses Owen's mind; he wants to hear what Cristina says about having sex with him. But he knows she's a private person when it comes to describing the intimate details. He decides he just stays silent and waits for Teddy.

"What about Owen, Cristina?" Meredith asks Cristina. Owen holds his breath.

"He's…romantic….and sweet. I just hope he's strong again so we can continue our…good sex life." Cristina laughs out loud.

"Hey, why are we all standing? Let's sit on the couch and you can tell me about your favorite move…" Callie giggles.

DAY 12

Teddy kicks the door hard and enters the house with Theo and Faith following her. Theo drops his backpack on the floor and grabs his mother, who is sleeping safe and sound on the floor of the living room.

"Ma. Wake up!" Theo grimaces.

"Let me sleep." Cristina waving her hand weakly then continues to snore.

"Come on, wake up. It's nine o'clock." Theo pulls the pillow away from his mother in grimace.

"Let's check out Dad first." Faith gestures towards the door of her parents' bedroom. The trio slams it open and stands beside the bed. In the comfortable darkness, Owen is also sleeping safe and sound. A few pillows scatter on the floor, implying he had tossed and turned around a lot during the night.

"Dad. Wake up. You can get out of your cave now." Teddy yells in excitement.

"Oh, let me sleep." Owen groans. He pulls a pillow to cover his ear.

"What happened last night, Teddy?" Faith blinks her eyes.

"Ma had ladies' night out and she was so drunk. And I guess Dad was unable to sleep because of the noise." Teddy sighs. "Dad, wake up. It's 9. It's time you get out of the room!" Teddy pulls the pillow away from Owen.

"Why did she hold a party when Dad was sick and stuck in the room?" Theo purses his lips.

"Apparently there's a war going on between them but I don't know the details. Anyway today is the day and you guys come home for him so…Dad, wake up!" Teddy shakes Owen until he blinks his eyes.

"Hey kid…sorry I was tired…" He groans.

Owen sits up and stares at his children then smiles. "I miss your faces. Thanks for coming home." Owen rubs Theo's hair as he stands closest to him.

Waking up Cristina is a harder task so the children were still struggling with her when Owen already walks out of the bedroom, fresh and composed. He looks around the house, feeling contented for a second before he realizes what a mess it is.

"What happened to my beautiful house when I was on hiatus?" Owen drops his mouth.

"Oh, it was always neat and clean until last night…" Teddy murmurs.

He stretches his arms and smiles at the children: "How do I look?"

"Good. Seems like you defeated cancer." Faith nods.

"How do you usually wake her up? You should do it, you know the drill." Theo gives his mother a helpless look.

"Ah, uhm, you can tickle her. But I'm not doing it now." Owen shakes his head, recalling the cold war that was mentioned last night by Meredith Grey.

"Why not? You do it." Teddy coldly demands her father.

Reluctantly, Owen squats down next to Cristina on the floor and tickles her. He bites his lip to hide a smile. Being waken up in an irritating way, she hits his hands and sits up, intending to yell at him but she realizes they are on a fight, so she stands up and scolds angrily at the children. "It's 9 a.m, for God's sake, I've been sleepless for the whole week!"

"Yeah, and I had to drive to the airport and pick them up instead of you." Teddy gestures towards her brother and sister.

"Why were you sleepless for whole week? Something troubled you?" Theo innocently asks his mother.

Cristina purses her lips and casts a side glance at Owen. She wants to snap at him for tickling her, too; but that would mean she loses the war.

"Of course, I was not used to sleeping in Faith's bed. Now that man has gotten out of the cave, I want my comfy bed back tonight." Cristina complains as she clenches a fist and hits her back gently.

Teddy cheerfully prepares a quick breakfast of pancakes and syrups and everyone joins her at the kitchen. Looking at the giant pile of pancake that his twin exclusively puts on his plate, Theo beams at Teddy:

"I miss your cooking, Teddy. This is good breakfast. I haven't eaten breakfast lately."

"Well don't skip your breakfast. It's the most important meal of the day." Faith reminds her brother.

"So what's the plan for today?" Cristina gazes at her children as she swallows a piece of pancake.

"Well, obviously we need to clean up the mess you created last night with your friends, as well as dump the trash that has been in your room for twelve days. And you need to change your bed sheet and blanket, Dad. It would be harmful for Mom to sleep on it." Teddy suggests.

"Looks like Teddy is in charge of the house now, not you two." Theo mocks Owen and Cristina.

Owen sheepishly smiles but Cristina tries to maintain a cold face. "What's after that?"

"Well, since you go to work, we will drive Dad to the hospital to have the check up in the afternoon." Faith gestures at her father.

"No, I don't have to go to Kraums today. I cleared my schedule for today because…" Cristina pauses at the middle of the sentence. She doesn't want to admit that she wants to spend time with Owen.

"Well then let's go to the hospital all together!" Faith exclaims.

"Yeah, even though it would be weird then, five of us in a car, it's been a while, right?" Theo furrows his eyebrows and looks at Faith.

"Yeah. It's kinda weird." Faith nods.

As Cristina is getting a shower, Owen quietly walks around the house and helps cleaning up the mess with delight. He stares at the living room full of sunlight, then shifts his sight out to the back garden with golden maple trees and be breath taken by the beauty of the house he's living. For a moment, he stands still and smiles, thinking about how all the fights he had been through transformed him into a stronger man.

"Let's go, Dad, are you feeling good?" Faith walks towards Owen and wraps her arm around his shoulder.

"Uh huh." He grins and gets ready to visit the hospital.

Without much talking, everyone in the Hunt family enters the oncology room and holds their breaths. Owen sits on the exam bed and exhales deeply. He tries to maintain a calm and relaxed countenance but his head slowly reviews the course of twelve days he had been through. You have to fight some bad days to earn the best days of your life. Owen feels like he has come back to Earth from hell, and he hopes the news he is about to receive would be heaven. He chose radiation therapy. He chose the toughest, most devastating treatment so that he wouldn't have to endure for long. He chose to participate in the trial because he believed the outcome would worth the risk.

"I want to get the PET scan result by myself, please." Owen insists Dr. Winston after taking all the required tests. He can't wait to stroll around the surgical floors, inhale the familiar antiseptic smell and greet his friendly staff. It gives him a break to stay away from the people who are worrying about him. It gives him a moment to reflect himself, and even a moment to freak out if the PET scan doesn't come back with positive news as expected.

As Owen waits in the PET exam room, he hears the family bossy voice. "Dr. Hunt!" It's Dr. Miranda Bailey's scolding from behind. "What are you doing here?"

"Uhm, I'm waiting for my scan result. Here it is." Owen sheepishly smiles and reaches for the result as it comes out.

"Let the doctor see first." She snorts at him and grabs the result from his hands with her Nazi demeanor.

"Looks very good, Dr. Hunt. No sign of tumor. All clear." After a moment of careful observation, Dr. Bailey eventually beams at him.

"All clear? Oh thank god. Thank you Dr. Bailey." Owen stands up and gives Miranda Bailey a hug. "Also, if you receive any letter sent from USAISR to my office address, which is currently your office address…" Owen scratches his hair. "..would you notify me immediately?"

"What's USAISR?" Dr. Bailey furrows her eyebrow.

"United States Army Institute of Surgical Research"

"I will. Now you'd better go talk to Dr. Winston. I'm sure he will want to set you up with follow ups to make sure that you are cancer free."

Owen slowly walks back to the oncology department and helplessly smiles along the way. As he steps inside the room, Owen fakes a sorrow face and Faith starts to sniffle. He waits for a moment before yelling "Tah dah! Clean scan!" Owen shows up the PET scan with a big grin.

"Wow, that's great. Congrats, Dad." Theo comes over to give Owen a tight hug.

"Dad! This is not something to joke about!" Teddy and Faith both scold at him before Faith bursts out into tears.

"Oh I'm sorry. Don't cry, Faith. I'm fine now." Owen walks over to hug his oldest daughter while his sight shifts towards Cristina. He sheepishly smiles at her and forgets completely about the silly war going on between them. Despite his content, Cristina quietly exits the room. Even not talking to Owen, she has been worrying about the result since morning. Now that everything is good, she stares at the window overlooking the parking lot and sighs in relief. She feels happiness fluttering in her chest and gently smiles.

The ride back home is quite enjoyable as the children talk nonstop about their campus lives. Owen notices Teddy is rather quiet and disengaged in the conversation. He leans forward to Teddy's seat in the front row and touches her shoulder.

"Hey, thank you sweetie. You took excellent care of me."

"No problem, Dad. And I will go back to school next semester, don't worry." She pats his hand and reassures her father.

Teddy soon returns to her cheerful manner as Jane calls her and asks her to go to see the movies with the Avery sisters. "Aww, too bad, Theo and Faith is at home, so I probably stay at home." She kindly refuses.

"You should go, Teddy. You've been glued to the house for two weeks. Faith and Theo should join, too. I'm sure Jane will be happy to meet Theo." Cristina suggests.

"I was glued to the house because I studied for CLEP. But yeah, we can hang out, what do you guys think? I mean you're still at home tomorrow." Teddy smiles as she looks at her siblings, waiting for their answers excitedly.

"Yeah, sounds great. Can we ask Sophie and Zola to join us?" Faith rubs her hands.

"Of course. Poor Theo, he's the only guy in the group. I wish Bailey were here…" Teddy looks out of the window.

…..

Jane and Jasmine quickly come over Cristina's house and the young adults occupy her living room talking, eating and watching TV while waiting for Zola and Sophia. Cristina hasn't completely recovered from the hangover last night so she decides to take a nap. Reluctantly, she strolls inside her room and jumps on the bed. Glancing at the closed bathroom door, she guesses Owen is taking a shower, so she tosses over his spot and tucks under the blanket. The familiar smell of fresh linen mixed with the unique warm scent of Owen calms her mind. She quickly falls into a sound nap.

Owen walks out from the bathroom with his bare chest, intending to have a steamy make up to his wife. However, as he dries up from a gray towel, he glances at Cristina's peaceful face, chuckling at the thought his wife in a middle of a good dream and giving up the thought of having sex. Quietly, Owen advances the bed and kisses on Cristina's forehead before walking over the desk and turning on the laptop. There's nothing worse than sitting and waiting hopelessly for an answer from the USAISR, so he decides to continue on finding an alternate potential funding for his research meanwhile. All his career as a trauma surgeon, Owen was mainly interested in the patient care aspect of medicine that he never thought he could be hooked up to doing research one day. Never could he imagine that a boring morning being isolated in the bedroom could steer his life to a new direction. Thinking about the past twelve days in the cave, he can't say it didn't bring him any goodness.

Cristina wakes up after an hour or so. As she blinks her eyes and gets herself to the reality, she stares at the figure of Owen locking his eyes to the laptop screen. He looks completely absorbed to whatever he is doing. Slipping out a sigh, Cristina looks up at the ceiling, wondering how he could be completely careless about her and her feelings. She was worried about him. She was there waiting for him and supporting him, and yet he put all his attention into the research. Well, at the professional experience, she can understand the passion Owen has for his work because she was once completely hooked up to the 3d printer, trying to progress her work as much as possible. She was also once keen on moving to another continent to achieve her dream. Despite all the sound explanations, Cristina still feels angry at Owen, however.

"Mer, when do you finish your shift? We really need to hang out." Cristina talks boldly to the cell phone as she lies on the bed. Owen jumps out of his skin to hear the noise out of the sudden.

"Oh, forget Owen! He loves his cave so much that he glues his ass to the desk chair." It's Cristina sarcastic voice again. Owen furrows his eyebrows; he looks over his shoulder and sees her waving hands in the air angrily as she complains about him.

"Of course, he's well aware of his role in saving any potential soldiers from PTSD so he needs to focus on his mission, Mer. I totally understand that. Country before family." Owen starts to feel irritated by his wife's mock.

"Oh no, we haven't talked for five days and I'm totally fine with this ongoing silence. Seriously, it's not a big deal for me. I couldn't care less. People do change, especially after their life turns a new page. So, anyway, I need a beautiful gown because I have an important dinner tomorrow night." Owen grimaces at Cristina's cynic.

"No, I'd rather be drunk with you than go shopping. I already have a designer in mind. I just need to figure out the right size and reserve the dress in store." Cristina stumbles out of bed and strides towards the desk that Owen is sitting. She violently pushes away his roller chair and minimizes the research page on the screen. Then, she opens a new Google tab and types in the box: Ellie Sabb. Owen drops his mouth in disbelief at her abrupt action.

"Here it is, the navy sequin one. Let's see the size chart." She mumbles to the phone.

Owen slowly moves his chair towards the desk again after his wife walks away from the laptop. He rolls his eyes at the number $879.00 under the dress image on screen and exhales deeply. She must be really mad at him, he guesses. He shakes his head and secretly smiles as he opens his research page again.

"Damn it, they use the European size chart. I'll have to measure my cups again." Cristina continues to talk with Meredith as she pulls of her t-shirt.

"Bust 86 cm. Let's see what's the closest size." Cristina abruptly shoves Owen away once more as she occupies his space. She hunches her back and tilts closer to the screen to have a better look at the size chart. Both amused and upset, Owen bites his lip and gazes at the little breasts under a lacy pink bra right in front his eyes. Cristina's provocative pose is turning him on. Owen can't help but take away the phone in Cristina's hand, turns it off and throws it on the mattress unceremoniously despite her widened eyes in disbelief. He wraps his large arm around her flat belly and carries her to bed.

Feeling angry but not allowed to yell, Cristina struggles in Owen's arm and hits him constantly. Owen smirks at her attempt to fight against him. He locks both of her wrists in one of his hand; the other tossing her around and pats on the cute butt of his naughty wife. Cristina continues to kick into the air and Owen has to yield left and right to avoid her violent reactions.

They continue to physically fight with each other without uttering a word. Both Cristina and Owen know that the person who talks first will lose this cold war, and both are determined to win over the other. With one hand securing Cristina's wrists, he manages to make her lay supine and unbuttons her jeans using the other hand. The phone rings again; Owen leans over to pick it up and presses loudspeaker.

"Cristina, why did you hang up abruptly? Anyway, did you figure out…" It's Meredith's voice on the line.

"I'm sorry Grey. My wife is busy now." Owen shouts into the phone.

"Oh, I'll call back later then." Meredith reluctantly says.

"Owen is being pathetic, Mer! He's on top of me and trying to beg for some sex…" Cristina yells out loud.

Owen climbs on top of Cristina and uses his hip to pin her down to the bed. He bends towards the phone on the mattress and clicks the red button to hang it up. He smiles lustfully as he stares at Cristina. It's gonna be fun.

Without uttering any word, Owen continues to strip off his wife's jeans forcefully. He lets the jeans hung at her ankles so she no longer can move her legs freely. Then, he bends down to plant a kiss on her lips but she deliberately seals them tightly, preventing his tongue to seek for hers. Chuckling, he moves on to shower Cristina with kisses on her forehead, her eyes and her cheeks. Owen smirks playfully as he stares at her beauty closely then he gently licks the spot behind the ears which makes her tremble. Cristina can't help but relax her body and close her eyes. Noticing that his wife is aroused now, he slowly loses the grip of her wrists and continues to nip the skin on her neck and then her chest. As Owen inhales the delicate bergamot scent from Cristina's body, his heart beats rapidly and his mind is obsessed with the wild thought of him melting into her.

Cristina shakes her body to the left and right, desperately tries to ban Owen from kissing her breasts. Displeased with her struggle, Owen abruptly peels off the cup of the bra, revealing the little nipple to his hungry eyes. He sucks it passionately to make it harden. Then, he patiently teases the areola, waiting for her to moan and beg him so that he could officially win this war. Cristina's mouth forms a circle and she gasps in silence, managing to not break her voice. She tries to stay focus but her head is about to explode with the pleasure feelings.

Knowing that he is in the control position, Owen gently strips off the white panty from his wife's hip off the legs. He removes his hand from her wrists and quickly pulls off his jeans. Cristina has gradually changed from fighting against Owen to supporting him. She spreads her legs wide and Owen immediately thrusts his erect length into her wall. He feels his strong thing being soaked up in the lukewarm lubricant, and he starts to move in and out faster. They pound in rhythm as they embrace the other person's presence inside their bodies and souls. Waves of pleasure overwhelm Cristina's head and she grips his hip tightly as she reaches an orgasm. Then, she stares at Owen who is grimacing in joy, excitedly waiting for him to roar and lose the war.

As Owen empties his energy into Cristina's womb, he bites his lips to bleed so that he wouldn't moan. Next, he collapses on her body and pants, feeling completely satisfied with their reunion sex after twelve days.

Feeling displeased that her husband still doesn't surrender, Cristina shoves him aside and stumbles out of bed. She puts on her clothes and slams the door angrily as she walks out of the house.

*Day 12 to be continued...