A few hours later, Teddy was woken by the buzzing of her cell phone and the shower running; Owen's side of the bed vacant. Groping around the bedside table with her eyes still closed, she located the offending device. Against her will, she cracked one eye to find out if she actually wanted to answer. Staring back at her was Megan Hunt's smiling face in a picture they had taken together after Megan's abdominal surgery a few years before. While Teddy was sure that Owen hadn't told his sister of their bundle of joy, she wasn't sure if he had told her that she had moved back to Seattle.
Nevertheless, Teddy took a deep breath and answered the call. "Hey, Megs! How is California?"
"Teddy! It's about time! I thought you were screening my calls there for a minute," Megan exclaimed on the other end of the call.
"I promise I'm not, Teddy began, as she heard the shower cut off. "I was in surgery when you called last night and I collapsed from exhaustion when I got home. What's up?"
"I just wanted to check in. She how things are going," Megan replied. "Wait...it was like 8 in the morning in Germany when I called. What do you mean you were in surgery last night?"
Teddy could have kicked herself for the slip up, but she guessed that now was as good a time as any to tell Megan that she was back in Seattle at least. "Well… I moved back to Seattle. I'm back on staff at Grey-Sloan Memorial."
Just as Teddy finished her sentence, Owen came out of the bathroom, clad in only a towel. Not noticing she was on the phone, he asked, "Do you want to order room service or grab breakfast on the way to work? I don't have to be in until 11. Amelia texted that she would drop Leo off at daycare so that we didn't have to go pick him up since she has to work today as well."
"Teddy! Is that Owen? What the hell is going on?! You're back in Seattle and I'm just now finding out?"Megan practically yelled on the other end of the line.
Shooting daggers at Owen with one look, Teddy answered, "Megan. I promise that I will explain everything, but not right now. I will call you back soon. I love you, Megs."
"Don't you dare…" was all that Teddy heard as she disconnected the call.
"I'm guessing that was Megan on the phone," Owen said, a hint of humor in his voice.
"Ya think?!" Teddy responded while chucking a pillow at him. "I hadn't told her that I had moved back or that you had given me your job. And I sure as hell haven't told her about the baby, since up until yesterday it seemed that neither of us could get our shit together."
Still clad in his towel, Owen sat down on the bed next to Teddy. "I'm sorry that she heard my voice on the phone. And I'm sorry that I forced you to tell Megan that you had moved before you were ready, even if it was by accident," he said, plucking at the hem of Teddy's pajama top. "I know how overzealous my little sister can be, and I know that she will be relentless until she gets the whole story out of you."
Teddy plopped back on the bed, her mess of blonde curls fanning out to frame her face. "Out of us. You know that she is going to hound both of us until we tell her exactly what she wants to know. She's always been too good at getting information out of us."
"I know," Owen sighed as he stretched out next to Teddy on his side. Propping his head up on one arm, he continued, "But this is our secret to tell," bringing his free hand to rest on top of Teddy's bump. "We don't have to explain everything to her until we are ready." Pausing, he corrected himself, "Until you're ready."
"You are entirely too good to me, Owen Hunt," the blonde said as she stroked his cheek. "If we put off letting the car out of the bag too long, you know as well as I do, Megan will show up on our doorstep demanding answers and getting the surprise of her life."
Chuckling at the humor and truth of Teddy's words, Owen looked at the mother of his child, causing her to squirm under his gaze, before he spoke. "Speaking of our doorstep… Where is that going to be? You can't keep living in a hotel room and I want to be able to help you with anything and everything I can before baby girl gets here."
Quickly hiding her face in the curve of Owen's shoulder, Teddy lay there for a few seconds contemplating her answer before she gave it. She didn't have a clue of what the future held save for the fact that their daughter would be born in less than three months. She knew that Owen was right about living in a hotel, but she didn't know if this was his offer for her to move in with him and Leo. And to be honest, Teddy didn't know if she could live in the house that Owen and Amelia had made a home.
As if sensing her internal struggle, Owen softly nudged her with his shoulder until she shifted her head enough to look into her eyes. "Hey, we don't have to make any permanent decisions right this second. It's just something we need to think about soon. I will support whatever you decide."
Hiding her face again so Owen couldn't see the tears flowing down her face, she mumbled, "I ant a ome wit you an Eo."
Laughing once again at the emotional pregnant woman wrapped in his arms, Owen chuckled, "What did you say? I didn't quite catch that."
"I want a home with you and Leo." she repeated, more clearly this time. "I want a home to bring our daughter into. I want a place where we are a family and can shut out the world, letting it just be the four of us. I can't stand the thought of being away from you and we can't expect Amelia to take Leo every night until we figure all this out."
Owen tangled his fingers in the fine hair at the base of Teddy's skill, softly drawing her face up to his. "Will you move in with me? We can set up the second bedroom for you and baby girl if you don't feel comfortable bunking with me j…"
The end of Owen's sentence was cut off as Teddy pressed her lips to his. Now it was her turn to tangle her fingers in the short, soft curls at the base of his head. She ran her tongue across his bottom lip, taking him by surprise. Owen's hand that had been resting on her belly was now pressing into her lower back, pulling Teddy as closely to him as their unborn daughter would allow. With every second that passed, the heat between them rose. Owen allowed the hand at Teddy's back to dip down to grasp her ass.
Spurred on by Owen's movements, Teddy hooked her knee and ankle over Owen's hip, giving her the leverage she needed to flip him on to his back in one fluid motion despite her belly. The blonde was now in control of the situation and she planned to fully use that power to her benefit.
Beneath her, Owen sat up, wrapping his hands around the curves of her hips. He slowly began to nip and kiss just under Teddy's jaw line. Those kisses were short lived because Teddy took that precise moment to grind down on Owen's growing erection, covered by nothing more than the hotel towel, looking for the friction that her aroused body was craving.
A soft growl sounded from Owen's throat as he pulled back from Teddy for the second time that morning, panting and searching for the breath to speak.
Teddy, from her spot on his lap, knees on either side of his, leaned back down in the attempt to capture the redhead's lips again, but Owen stopped her, his thumb running across her swollen bottom lip.
"Hey. Hold on," Owen said, staring up at the gorgeous woman above him. "Slow down. We haven't been together since Germany. I don't want to rush anything. Things literally just got good between us again. I don't want to do something you aren't ready for."
Her eyes, still smoldering with lust, crinkled as she chuckled at the half-naked man she was currently straddling. "Owen, I love you. I am in love with you. I am also pregnant with your child. We aren't rushing anything. I want you," she continued as she pushed him flat against the bed with one hand and removed her pajama top with the other. "Correction: I need you. I have wanted to get you in this bed since I saw you yesterday at the hospital. So no, I don't want to slow down."
Taking Owen's hands, Teddy slowly and softly placed them on her ample, bare breasts. "I want to make love to you, Owen. We have a lot of time to make up for," she whispered just loud enough for him to hear before she enveloped his lips once again, pushing her hips down into his.