SHATTERED

And I've lost who I am, and I can't understand

Why my heart is so broken rejecting your love..

Cristina gets back to her suite, turns on some music that she loves. It's the Eugene Foote violin collection. Even now she has nothing related to Burke, she has to admit that his taste in music is awesome. He made her fall in love with Eugene foot.

-Owen honey?

-Yes?

-Hey, when are you coming? We can have a shower together or something.

-I'm in the middle of the work out.

-Oh, so bad. I am about to get into the bath tub now. There's still time for you, you know, if you want to come over real quick.

-I'm sorry Cristina. I will come a little bit later. I am almost done.

-Alright. Did Mer give you the key? I mean the swipe card?

-I've got it.

Owen doesn't know what he's feeling right now. He misses her a lot too, but he is sad and upset about the fact that she's gonna terminate another baby of them. He gets out of the hospital gym, sweating, but he doesn't mind it at all. He walks faster and faster, thinking about how she could pretend nothing happened and this time even hide him from the news that she is carrying another baby.

A thought just flashes up through his mind. She might have terminated the baby already. In Zurich. That's why she sounds so happy and carefree now. He really needs to talk to her about it. Tonight. He becomes hot tempered and he sweats even more.

Owen swipe the card into Cristina's room. There is only the sound of music. She is probably taking the shower. He turns down the volume, and raises his voice, his very deep, broad, unique voice:

-Cristina?

-Hey, you came! Hey can you get me the towel gown? I am almost done. And it's cold. And I forget to bring it in here.

-OK.

Owen grabs the white gown hanging on the chair. Outside, it starts to rain. A rainy evening in Seattle. He can see through the glass all the colorful lights splashing down there.

-Here you go.

Cristina stands up from the bathtub , naked, and starts trembling.

-Oh Owen. Thanks. Give it to me quick! Argh, so cold. You just came from the gym?

-You can tell.

Owen says as he can see she is really shivering. For a moment, he forgets his anger; he wraps the gown around her body and dries her up. He loves her. He loves her with all his heart. And she always denies him as part of her plan. She does everything she wants without even considering his feelings.

Owen carries her body on his shoulder to the bedroom. Cristina is still not sure what is going on. She yells:

-Drop me down! It's dizzy! Drop me down!

Owen drops her down on the bed. He still holds the gown altogether, because he knows she is still wet and it's easy to catch a cold. He applies on her lips a brutal kiss.

-No. Eww. Stop. You stink of sweats. Cristina still complains between her gasps.

Owen pulls both of her arms above her head and secures them by one of his big hand. He lays on top of her, his other hand fixing her chin:

-Be quiet.

-Owen. You're sweating. I just took a shower. You wanna sleep with me, then take a shower first!

Owen ignores her. He puts his tongue deep inside her mouth while his hands are still securing her all body. You don't get to tell me from time to time, my dear. You need to know I do what I want, too.

Owen was sweating before he came to Cristina. He now inhales and exhales faster. He sits up, takes out his tshirt and throws it away. Cristina takes the advantage of one second when Owen removes his hand from her arms, and tries to sit up but to no avail. Very quickly, he pushes her down again. Owen uncovers her body from the white gown. She is all naked, vulnerable and under him. He rests on top of her for a moment. His sweats fall over Cristina's body. The smell of Owen's sweat was somewhat pheromone-like; it mixes up with the floral scent Cristina used in her bath and becomes a strong, strange and harsh odor.

-Oh God. I have to take the shower again.-She exclaimed.

Owen looks at Cristina as she continuously complains him. Even in anger, he can't deny she is so beautiful. He sucks her neck, holds it for twenty seconds and leaves her a hickey.

-Ouw..

He continues to go down on Cristina. He sucks her left nipple. And out of a sudden he bites it. The bite is rather weak, but it stings Cristina straight to the spinal cord that she moans:

-Ouch! You hurt me!

I hurt you? No, YOU hurted me. Owen was thinking to himself. He wants to control her, he wants to dominate her. Despite she looks a little vulnerable, for a rare moment he enjoys it. So he continues to bite Cristina's other nipple. Owen slowly continues to go down and suck little by little piece of Cristina's fragrant skin, which is now mixed up with the smell of his sweats.

If he sucks me down there, it will endanger the baby. This has got to stop.

-OWEN. DON"T GO DOWN THERE. I MEAN IT! . She yelled.

He wants to insert his into hers more than ever. But now he hates her. He hates her that she terminated another baby of his. He hates her that she acts as if nothing happened. But he hates himself the most. He hates that he was out of control that night, he knew she was unsure about her period yet he let her seduce him. However wild it is going inside his head and his body now,Owen suddenly loosens his hands. He sits up and removes his heavy body from hers. He doesn't want another mistake caused by his inability to control his desire. Owen turns around, lies next to her and gasps.

-I'm sorry. You have to take a shower again. I'm sorry. I'm gonna go now.