It was now three months since Spencer's birth. Cristina was feeding him his bottle for breakfast. She looked across at Owen, who was having his breakfast. Cristina and Owen had decided that maybe it would be better for Spencer, if she no longer worked at the mercantile. Instead, she would help him run the farm by handling all of the paperwork. After all, it was their family business and would be the legacy they left for their children.

"I was thinking," she said. "That maybe it might be the right time that we get married."

"What?" Owen said. He had been waiting for her to say that for a while now. His face lit up, immediately and he broke out into a huge smile.

"Yes," she said. "It would make sense. I have lost all of that baby weight, so I can actually look good in a wedding dress." She smiled at the thought. She was actually looking forward to wearing a wedding dress. "Plus our other babies, when they come, will have parents who are married." Did he just hear that right? Cristina was actually talking about other babies. He immediately got up and started running up the stairs to their bedroom. They had taken over Susannah's old room, which they had decorated to their own taste.

"Where are you going?" she asked, wondering what had got into her boyfriend.

"I have something for you," he said. "I have had it for a while." He ran into the bedroom and dug in the back of his sock drawer, until he could find the box. It had been sitting there for a while. He had got it on one of his trips to Des Moines, after Cristina had moved in to the house. With her taking such positive steps in them becoming a family, he knew that there would be a time, when she would be ready to take the next big phase in their life. He had bought the ring, in anticipation of that.

He ran back down the stairs, dropped down on one knee and opened the box, "Cristina Yang, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

"Where did you get this?" she said, taking the box from him and staring at the sparkler. "It's lovely."

"I got it in Des Moines," he said. "But that is not important. You didn't answer the question."

"Of course, I will marry you," she said. "I am the one who brought it up. Do you want to put it on?" He eagerly took the ring out of the box and slipped it on her left ring finger. She admired the ring on her finger, before taking his face into her hands and kissed him.

"I have to tell mom," Owen said. "I don't have to tell anyone else. She will spread it around town for me."

"Okay, I have to tell my parents, my brother and sister and Meredith," Cristina said.

Owen called his mom, first, since he had only one call to make. Susannah offered her congratulations but not before saying, "Finally. My grandson will have married parents." He totally expected that reaction from his mother.

Cristina called her parents and the rest of her family. Owen found that she sounded so animated on the phone, when talking to them. It was clear that she missed them a lot. When she hung up, Owen remarked that he was looking forward to meeting her family. She said that it will probably happen at the wedding, since they were going to come to it.

Then, she called Meredith to tell her the good news. "Meredith, guess what? We are both engaged, now."

"Wow, Owen popped the question," Meredith screamed.

"Well, I kinda told him that maybe, it was time to get married. Then he ran upstairs and brought down this beautiful, huge ring which he had been saving until I was ready. Isn't he just wonderful?" Cristina said. Owen smiled when she described him as being wonderful.

"I also have some news, too," Meredith said. "I just found out that I am six weeks pregnant."

"Oh, my God," Cristina shrieked. "That is so wonderful. Spencer is going to get a playmate."

"Well, I am going to start showing soon and after all of that scrutiny you endured during your pregnancy, I told Derek I wanted to get married in two months' time," Meredith said.

Then the idea suddenly hit Cristina. "If you are getting married, and I am getting married, why don't we have a double wedding and save our parents the stress of coming to two weddings because my parents would have come to yours and your parents would have come to mine. Between the two of us, we could have a wedding done in two months. We will just share the work," Cristina said. "If my future mother-in-law could execute a wedding in two weeks, we could do it in two months."

"That's a great idea," Meredith said. "We could save a ton of cash, especially since Derek is not as wealthy as Owen. We could share costs, especially since we both have to invite the whole town, as is normal in this place. I'll run it by Derek and you could run it by Owen."

"Yes, yes, yes," Cristina said. She hung up the phone and her face was beaming.

"Owen, Meredith and I had just had the most brilliant idea," she said. "Meredith's six weeks pregnant and she wants to get married in two months. Why don't we get married at the same time and have a double wedding?"

"Whoa, that is a whole lot of information you just passed on there? Meredith's pregnant? A double wedding?" he said. He really did not have any objections to the idea of a double wedding but he wanted Cristina to be sure. "Are you certain you want to share your wedding day with Meredith? I mean, it is your special day."

"I don't mind, Owen. She is my best friend. And we could save lots of money since we could share the cost of everything. I mean I would want my own wedding cake but we could share the cost on decorations, the tent, the flowers, the catering, the music, all of that," Cristina said. "Plus I could save my parents the added burden of having to come for two weddings. They can just come to one wedding."

"Well, I am not exactly poor, Cristina. I can afford to give you your own wedding. I can pay for all of that," Owen said.

"Yes, I know but it will be just so awesome that best friends have a double wedding, together," she said. "Please."

"Okay," he said. "I have no objections to that, as long you are happy." He would do anything to make her happy.


Cristina and Meredith had an extremely enjoyable time, planning their weddings. Derek and Owen took them up to Des Moines to choose their wedding dress. Cristina chose a fitted, strapless lace dress, while Meredith had to choose a more flowing dress to make her baby bump less noticeable. Owen finally got the charcoal grey suit that he had been eyeing since he had gone suit-shopping for his mother's wedding. Derek, on the other hand, chose a black suit.

The wedding itself would be held at the church in town but the reception was going to be held at a tent out at the Hunt farm. Izzie Karev would be doing two cakes for the wedding, as each bride wanted their own cake. Izzie and Alex Karev had since become parents of a baby girl that they named Arielle, who was now two months old and doing two wedding cakes, plus taking care of a baby, was a lot of work but Izzie was determined to do it. They each chose a four-tier cake but the flowers on the cake were different. On Meredith's cake, the flowers ran in one continuous line from the top to the bottom. On Cristina's cake, there were delicate flowers on each tier. Both were incredibly beautiful and the brides-to-be were very satisfied.

The day dawned bright and sunny for the wedding. Owen had stayed at the farm, while Cristina had stayed at the hotel with Meredith in town. Charlotte, who had come in for the wedding, was helping to take care of Spencer. After making sure that everything was in place at the tent for the reception, Owen, Charlotte and Spencer headed into town to the church. Charlotte and Spencer joined their mom and Dr. Webber in their pew, while Owen found himself at the front of the church, next to Derek. He saw Cristina's family and nodded, enthusiastically at them. He had just met them, the day before at the rehearsal dinner. Owen found them to be a quiet, lovely, polite family. It was no wonder that Cristina found his mother and his sister to be on the loud and boisterous side, Owen thought. Meredith's family was also there, consisting of her mom and her two younger sisters, Molly and Lexie. They looked excited to be there. Owen shook Derek's hand. Each could tell the other was nervous.

"Are you ready for this, man?" Owen asked Derek.

"As ready as I will ever be," Derek answered. "Baby coming in a couple of months. I have to be ready."

Owen glanced at Spencer, who had been transferred from the Hunts to the Yangs. He was comfortably seated in his Grandma Yang's lap and was shaking his new sterling silver baby rattle, courtesy of his mother's parents.

Then the music started. First, it was Meredith, being escorted by her dad, Thatcher. Her pregnancy had given her that extraordinarily special glow. She looked stunning. Derek smiled until his cheeks hurt.

Then, it was Cristina's turn. Owen held his breath as he saw his bride with her dad. She looked gorgeous. As he let out that breath, he never knew that he could love someone that much. Yes, he loved his mother and his sister but the love he felt for Cristina was different. He knew he loved her so much that he would die for her. When her dad handed her over her to him, he knew that he wanted to take care of this woman for the rest of his life.

After the vows were said, the rings exchanged and the kisses shared, the wedding party and their guests moved to the huge tent on the Hunt farm. The brides and grooms shared their first dance together.

"It turned out pretty great," Owen said, as they danced. "I had my reservations about this double wedding but in reality, it turned out much better than I expected."

"You had your reservations and you didn't say anything?" Cristina looked up at him, surprised.

"Well, I never thought that I would be sharing my wedding day with another couple," Owen said. "You were so excited about it. I didn't want to say anything negative. But at least, I can admit I was wrong. It has been a totally wonderful day – one which I will remember for the rest of my life."

"Hey, look at Spencer, with Izzie's baby, Arielle," Cristina said. They looked over at their baby boy, now being held by Susannah, touching Arielle on her cheek, as she slept in her mother's arms.

"It's a match made in heaven," Owen said, grinning.

"Stop trying to get my baby all fixed up, already. He has years and years to stay with me," Cristina said.

"You will have to let him go sometime, Cristina," Owen chuckled.

"Not for a long time," Cristina said, firmly.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Hunt, we will always have each other," he said. She reached up and gave him the softest of kisses, as the song ended.


Six months later, Owen, Cristina and Derek were there at the Brewster hospital, waiting for Meredith's baby to be born. When Derek emerged, he had a huge smile on his face. They had a baby boy, with lots of dark hair and blue eyes. They named him Keegan.

When they visited Meredith in her room, later, Cristina stared at the boy with the full head of hair, "He has his dad's hair, Meredith. That means a lot of hair product in the future."

"I know," Meredith said. Owen snickered, while Derek looked offended. His wife and her best friend were making cracks about his hair. They stayed for a while and left when Meredith started to feel tired.

As they drove home, Owen said, "There are now so many babies in town. There's Spencer at 11 months old, Arielle at eight months old and now, Keegan. Plus Jackson married that girl, Alyssa, from Millbrook and she's pregnant, too. We are having a regular baby boom. Just interesting that all the babies' moms are from out of town."

"You guys just needed some fresh blood in this town to raise the population numbers," Cristina said. "By the way, Alyssa is not the only one pregnant."

"Who else?" Owen said, scratching his head. He hadn't heard about anybody else, lately.

"Guess," she said, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

He racked his brain and there was no one he could think of. "I give up," he said. "Who is it?"

She shook his head. "You give up too easily, Owen." She took his hand and placed it on her stomach. "We are."


A/N: Please leave your comments. After much gnashing of teeth, I finally got this written. It has been hard, trying to write this week. One more chapter left.