A/N: Merry Christmas Eve! I was refreshing the site hoping for a Towen update or new fanfic but I thought I'd just better make my own holiday fluffy magic. This update doesn't take place during Christmas, but the fluffiness of it, gives me joy any way! Hope you enjoy.

Megan Hunt caught the last flight to Seattle, her plane touching down at quarter past eleven. She had only filled her backpack with one extra pair of clothes. She planned to find her brother, see Teddy, and then hopefully talk some sense into the couple. A quick trip. One night at most.

She reviewed her speech one more time as she made her way through SeaTac. Teddy and Owen were going to be parents; she was going to be an aunt. Her brother had been talking about babies and children and a family for as long as she could remember and it was all finally happening. A little late in life…but better late than never.

Megan ordered an Uber and headed straight for Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital. She had told Owen to stay put…hopefully he had listened.

Walking through the white hallways of the hospital brought back some memories she had tried her best to forget. She pushed those down deep and trudged on. She had her people to find. She headed to the Attending Lounge first; she figured that would be her best bet. The hospital was quiet but she knew her brother and she knew Teddy and she knew they would both still be working. They both had similar coping mechanisms when it came to having a lot on their minds – they simply dove headfirst into saving lives – what they both did best.

As she rounded the last corner, she heard a familiar voice yell out to her from behind her. "Megan Hunt? What the hell are you doing here?"

She swiveled around, a huge grin on her face, just as her favorite blonde enveloped her a big hug, "Is everything okay?" Teddy asked worriedly as she pulled apart from Megan, her gaze going towards Megan's abdomen. She was concerned about Megan's abdominal wall transplant, how ironic.

Megan couldn't help it – she laughed out loud, "Teddy, my stomach is just fine. I'm here because of what's up with yours!" Megan put both her hands against Teddy's mid section. Teddy blushed and chuckled, "Oh." She recovered quickly, "Right, that…Owen told you already?" Megan nodded, trying to hold back tears.

Teddy smoothed down her scrub top and pivoted her hips forward so that Megan could see the small contour of her stomach, "It's crazy, right?"

"Crazy is one word for it. I was thinking more of – straight up miracle!"

Teddy bit her lip, tears springing to her eyes as well. "You're the first one who's seemed the least bit excited about it…including myself…"

Megan frowned, "You're not excited, Teddy?" She crossed her arms, her brows knit in concern.

"I wish I could be, Meg. I'm just worried, is all. I mean, so many things could go wrong – she could be born premature, I could have a stillbirth, I could miscarry, placenta previa, abruption, chromosomal defects – I mean did you know that the risk of this baby having down syndrome is 1 in 100 because I'm over 40?"

"Well, have you had your first trimester screen?" Megan asked, leading a shaking Teddy to a nearby bench. The two sat down as Teddy tried to regain control of her breathing.

"Yeah, of course…I mean, I've been doing everything by the book, I swear. Everything is going well so far…well, expect for"-

Megan perked up. "Except for what?"

"Well, when I first arrived from Germany, I had a small, little – tiny DVT. But a couple injections of heparin fixed me right up, no problem…"

Megan's face was stone cold. "Does Owen know that happened?"

"Well, no"-

"Teddy!"
"I know, I know. But Megan, you should see how happy he is with Amelia and Leo, I couldn't ruin that for him."

"But you don't have a choice, Theodora. You're growing Owen's baby now and trust me…that is a miracle. And wait – did you say she?"

"What?"

"Earlier…when you were talking about what could go wrong…did you refer to the baby as she?" Megan couldn't help but smile.

Teddy bit her lip again, her tongue sliding briefly over to wet them. "I-I I don't know that for sure…I just…"

"You just have a feeling," Megan confirmed, grinning.

"I just have a feeling…" Teddy smiled.

Megan took Teddy's hands in her own, "Let me see that baby bump again!"

Teddy laughed and tugged her scrub top up just a bit for Megan to see.

"You're still so little!" Megan cooed, smoothing her palms over the slight curve. They both giggled and reveled in the normalcy of sisters bonding over a new family member.

Suddenly Teddy stilled and tugged down her top. Megan followed her gaze towards a figure standing in the doorway a few feet away from them.

"Owen!" Megan stood up, took the few strides toward a frozen Owen, and threw her arms around her brother. Owen said nothing, but hugged Megan in return, his eyes glued on Teddy, who was bright red and trying her best to avoid eye contact.

Megan pulled apart from him and put both her palms on each side of his face, forcing him to look at her.

"You're here," Owen whispered.

"I'm here. And we have quite a lot to talk about."