Out on your Corner in the Pouring Rain.

Summary: Way overdue. We all know that Chrissie and Owen were meant for each other, even through infidelity and lies. What they have is so perfect that it cannot be denied.

Chrissie wants Owen. Owen wants Diane. Diane wants Ric. But when Owen decided to change his mind and throw everything that he had with Diane away, is it what Chrissie really wants?

A/N: This is an alternate storyline exploring the rocky ChrissieOwen relationship we all know and love. I am a huge ChrissieOwen fan and I just thought of a different way everything could have happened. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Working on it, but I still cant claim a penny.

Chapter 7 – Too hard to be friends?

A couple of weeks had sped by since Chrissie and Owen had decided to be friends, they talked often in the workplace and he had taken her out for a drink several times. People argued that he was closer to Chrissie than he was to Diane. To be honest this was true, Owen and Diane had become steadily more distant. During the time they were out together they put on the perfect couple act so that no-one had any reason to suspect the dysfunctions that went on when no-one else could know.

Chrissie had also become friendlier with Diane. Owen had told her that she would keep bitter feelings towards Diane for a long, long time, and she wanted to prove him wrong. In all honesty he was surprised, but he couldn't help feel that there was something a little different going on.

Owen stared as the unlikely walked down the corridor together. He couldn't help but notice how Chrissie loved to show off her perfect figure. She wore makeup, but not too much and opted for the dress, leaving her skirt to ride a good few centimeters above her thighs showing off her shapely legs, and she left the top couple of buttons undone showing a little, but not too much cleavage. She tossed her beautiful hair and smiled her captivating smile as she noticed him waiting for the two of them. Still he noticed the slight paleness of her skin and how she wasn't quite as curvy as she used to be. He realised the effect he was having on her was still there, and he sighed.

His gaze then fell to his wife, he loved her sure, but he was disappointed that she wasn't more bothered with her appearance. It always looked very forced to him, you could see the streaks of eyeliner underneath her eyes, and she opted for the scrubs, the shapeless scrubs. She had no desire to show off her body at all, and he knew that she had nothing to be afraid of.

As they finally approached him he went over to Chrissie first, wrapping his arms around her as she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. He looked at Diane's surprised glance and pressed his lips against hers whispering into her mouth. 'Saved the best till last.' He couldn't help but deny that statement in his head.

'Diane?' he asked, 'Fancy a drink later?'

'Oh I'm so sorry Owen; I have so much studying to do.' She replied. Owen couldn't help but be a little disappointed; it seemed she was constantly blowing him off so that she could study. He nodded his head as she pecked him on the cheek and walked off to find Ric. As soon as she was out of earshot Chrissie leant over and whispered. 'Pick me up at eight.'

Eight rolled by and Chrissie had just finished getting ready to go out when she heard a knock on the door. Owen was stood there and he gasped at her beauty. 'Wow.' He whispered. 'You look…wow!'

She laughed at his hesitancy, 'You don't look half bad yourself.' She smiled. In truth she thought he looked gorgeous in his black suit and she smiled again.

Chrissie almost forgot that she wanted Owen so badly as they experienced a wonderful night together chatting about everything from work until they finally grazed the subject of Diane. Chrissie could tell that this was a soft spot for Owen and she didn't want to push him, so she decided that it would be best if he walked her home.

At the doorway she thanked him for a wonderful night out, and returned his jacket that he had leant her courtesy of her persistent shivering. Again she hugged him and pecked him on the cheek and watched through her window as he walked to his house.

It was the next day at work that Owen realised that Chrissie had never told him why she was so upset on that night they resumed their friendship. He was curious to know, as he had answered her question, although not particularly clearly. It was at that moment Chrissie walked through his office doors, she was bored and she wanted someone to talk to.

'Speak of the devil!' laughed Owen

'Excuse me?' she responded.

'Oh I was just thinking about you.'

'Good things I hope.' She smiled back

'Of course. Look,' he responded. 'I was wondering if it would be okay to ask you about the night we became friends again. Why were you so upset?' It was at that moment he realised that she hadn't changed much from that night.

She was still very much thinner, especially in the face and he could see the pale wax-like tinge to her skin, and from that moment he realised how much she really did not want to talk about that night. It was amazing to him, how he couldn't even understand Diane when she told him what was going on, and that just by seeing the look Chrissie gave him, he understood her. 'Its okay.' He said softly, 'I understand.'

They left it with their usual goodbye, but for some reason after pressing her lips to his cheek, she left them lingering over his. He leaned towards her but she turned her head away. 'Look, Owen.' She whimpered. 'I didn't come here for this; I didn't come here because I wanted your pity. You're married. I don't want to take that from you again. It's too hard to be friends!'

She turned and fled from the office straight out of the hospital, tears flying from her eyes. She didn't want to believe that they couldn't be friends, but she knew after that moment it was impractical.

A/N: Will you get the ending you hope for? Just for you Laura! Luv ya xxx