I think we're all pretty broken after season 16, and have LOTS of questions.

Will Teddy and Owen make it? Will Owen forgive her? Who does Teddy truly love?

It's clear Teddy's going through something, but that doesn't mean her actions are justified.

Although this is being published after 17x01, this is originally what I predicted was going to happen in season 17.

Also, if you look at the titles of each chapter, there's a song I thought would fit with each. Play while reading if you can. I picked Lullaby by Sleeping at Last for this one because it's set the night of their scheduled wedding. It also fits well with a small part of this chapter between Teddy and Leo.

Enjoy! ;)

Owen.

"Let's not wait 'til seven, let's leave now."

He's out of breath, and so is she.

"I can't leave with you, I'm- I'm marrying Owen!"

Hot tears fall down my face. I lean against the wall of the same on-call room I had made love to my ex-fiance in. I should've known. No. I shouldn't have let my guard down. I shouldn't have believed her and Tom were "just friends". I'm speechless. I feel humiliated. Between the voicemail being played in the OR, and the members of the gallery watching, the world will spread like wildfire. My body trembles, I drop my phone. This is a new pain. A pain I've never felt before. Why? What does Koracick have that I don't? He's cocky, ignorant, unprofessional. He's a terrible man. She never displayed a sign of loving him.. Or of not loving me.. Why?

I text my mother and tell her to call off the wedding. I struggle to catch my breath, but it's the least of my worries. I lie, and instead tell her I'm about to scrub into an important surgery. I'll spend the night at the hospital. No, I'll run. I wipe the tears flowing down my cheeks, and force myself to stand up. My leave for the next few days had already been approved this morning.

Teddy.

I walk towards the living room with a soft smile. The decorations are breathtaking. Silver and white streamers hang from the walls and ceiling, and beautiful bouquets of white flowers are scattered between the family room and kitchen. I feel relieved to know the reception is small and sweet. A few friends and family members: Evelyn, Megan, Nathan, Farouk, close friends.. It gave less opportunity for disaster. Made me feel more comfortable knowing no one was judging, or no one would come between Owen and I.

"Hey Teddy, I'm so sorry hunny, we'll reschedule."

She's taking a blue streamer decoration off the television.

"Allison just fell asleep, and I'll get that guy down."

She nods towards sweet Leo, who's hyper, keeping the nanny busy.

My heart drops into my stomach. Rescheduling?

"Why are we rescheduling?"

"Owen got pulled into a last minute surgery, said to send everyone home. He didn't call you?"

"No.."

"Well, it seems he barely had time to tell me. I mean trauma, you know better than anyone."

"Right.." I whisper, swallowing hard.

He knew. There's no way he didn't. 'Last minute surgery' meant Tom had said something. Tom.. I hated him. I hated him because I knew I loved him. I never loved him nearly as much as I loved Owen, but I couldn't help but defend him in situations I shouldn't be, or tell people there was a good side to him. I couldn't help to think that maybe I was with Owen out of obligation, or that maybe he was only with me because of Allison. Because I gave him a child. No matter how many times he told me he loved me recently, it still felt like he would leave me for another woman. That if Amelia's baby was his, he would've ran back to her. Having an affair with Tom meant no strings attached. A second to feel myself without coming home to a baby, a toddler, a fiance..

"Hey, Evelyn, why don't you head home. I can get Leo down, it's no issue."

I wanted to be alone. I could feel tears building, but I refused to cry around others. It'd be easier to get Leo to bed myself, clean up the house and wait for Owen to get home from his "last minute surgery."

"It's okay sweetie, let me help clean up. You can take care of Leo."

She continued to clean everything, while the caterers wrapped the food. I sigh in defeat, biting my inner cheek. I dig my fingernails into my palms, glancing at the wedding cake Owen and I had picked out together. Simple, vanilla cake with a buttercream frosting. Decorated beautifully with flowers, even more perfect than how the decorations looked in the book.

1 month earlier

Owen spoons cake into my mouth, wiping the frosting that got on my chin with a napkin.

"Mmm!" I laugh softly, nodding.

"Good?" he smirked, tasting it for himself.

I nod. He knew I was simple. A sucker for vanilla cake.

"Good. This one then." he smiled, smearing the buttercream frosting onto my nose.

"Stop!" I giggle, scrunching my face and playfully pushing him away.

"Okay, okay! Let me get that for you."

He brings me closer and gently wipes the frosting from my nose, a smile plastered across his face. He's so happy. The smile holds so much love and comfort.

My eyes meet his, before I look away and blush.

"I love you so much.." he tells me softly, moving a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

I just smile up at him, rubbing the sides of his biceps with my hands.

I'm brought back by the nanny passing Leo to me. I thank her, and take the toddler into my arms. I'm anxious, anxious Evelyn would ask me if I'm okay, or anxious that she knows what I had done to wreck our family. All I wanted was for everyone to leave, but I was too shy to admit it.

"Let's go get you to bed sweet boy." I say softly, burying my head into his full head of curly brown sticks his toy car in my face, blabbing words I can't understand.

I carry him down the hall, my eyes set on the photos on the wall. There's a photo of Owen and I with baby Allison. Our sweet baby girl lay on my chest, skin to skin, while Owen sat beside me, holding us close. That was the day she was born. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand.

I reminisce months ago, when Allison had just been born. Through the struggles I had with a new baby, Owen had always been there. Whether it was clogged ducts or overwhelming hormones. Throughout my pregnancy, he was always making sure I was okay. Despite being in another relationship, Allison and I were always his number 1 priority.

More tears. I purse my lips together, sniffling hard.

"Mama.." Leo whined, nuzzling his head into my shoulder.

"Shhh.." I can't help but sadly smile when Leo calls me 'mama". Only weeks ago he would call me by my name, but "Weddy" since he could not yet pronounce his Ts. Now, I'm mama. I gently rub his small back, swaying while I walk into his room. I caress his soft, brown curls, taking in the scent he carried of baby soap and lotion.

Leo yawned, rubbing his eyes. His hand gripped the top of my wedding dress.

I lay him down while he's drowsy, letting him fall asleep on his own.

"Goodnight baby." I lay his favorite blanket over him, and move his favorite stuffed monkey into his arms. "I love you so so much.."

My hand grazes over his soft, warm cheek, as I learn over his crib. I memorize every detail of his perfect little face, remembering he's not legally mine. If Owen doesn't forgive me, he could take Leo. I could go from mama to auntie Teddy just as fast as Amelia did.

Hours pass, and I sit on the couch, waiting for Owen to get home. At this point, I have little faith that we will, but I wait anyways. I can't help but shame myself for what I did. I slept with another man three times, once on my own wedding day. I sabotaged my own happiness, and why? Owen and I were perfect, we were working. I had finally got what I wanted after so many years. I watched him choose other women for years while I was in love with him. And when I finally got what I wanted most, I ruined it. I ruined it by cheating with a man who doesn't know me at all. A man I love only half as much as I love Owen. I hear the door unlock, and someone comes in. Nervous, I look down, afraid to see how hurt he looks. I look up nearly a minute later to see no one there.

Owen was in the bedroom, packing a small bag. He didn't bother to greet Teddy on the way in, or even stop to look at her. He went straight back to their room, grabbing a duffle bag to pack a few pairs of clothes and his hygiene products.

I come into the bedroom, my hands clasped together. I pinch myself, trying to build up the courage to say something to him.

"Hey.." she swallowed, sadly smiling at him. "You had an emergency surgery?"

"Uh- yeah! It was important, no one to cover and the guy would've died without it." He excused, packing the final things into his duffle.

I glance at the bag, wondering why he's making up excuses. I was expecting yelling, arguing, doors slamming... Maybe he didn't know after all? It was unlike Owen to cancel such an important event for a surgery, but it was even harder to understand why he wouldn't confront me if he really knew.

"And the bag?"

"Megan called while I was on the way home. She needs help with something I can't talk about. Can you watch the kids for a few days?"

"Yep.." I crossed my arms, watching him pick up his things and head out of the room. I hesitate to follow him, but do anyways, hoping maybe he would turn around at the door and give me a sign that we were okay. And at the door, on his way out, he turns back towards me. I'm ready to collect an I love you and a kiss, or something as simple as a hug.

"Teddy.. Is there something you need to tell me?

Shit. How could he not know? I was stupid to think there was a chance he didn't.

"No.." I weakly smile at him, leaning against the doorframe. And with that, he walks in the darkness to his black pickup truck, and drives away.

The next chapter will be about Owen in Malibu! I'm not exactly sure where I wanna take this story, so leave ideas on what you'd wanna see in my story.

Also, this is one of my first stories I'm publishing, so people leave some reviews and let me know how I can improve!