Owen and I just kept kissing, barely coming up for air.

"Owen..." I gasped.

He ran his hands roughly through my blonde curls. My heart was racing, excitement and arousal coursing through my veins. I couldn't stop, I didn't want him to stop, I only wanted more. The fact that Owen made the first move melted away my insecurities. Maybe he finally wanted me this time, and only me.

"Teddy," Owen stopped kissing me for a moment, "do you want this?" He asked gently.

Sex. He wanted to know if I wanted to have sex, and god, did I want to. To have Owen again, would feel amazing. The question was, did I want to open myself up to him and be hurt, again?

But my body and hormones had a mind of their own. One thing led to another and once again Owen and I were laying side by side, in opposite directions, tangled up in the sheets.

"That was..." Owen panted.

"Amazing." I finished with a soft smile.

"So you're okay? The baby's okay?" Owen asked concerned.

I laughed at his question. Not that I didn't appreciate his concern but being a doctor, he's the first one who should know that sex wouldn't hurt the baby.

"I'm fine," I giggled, "she's fine," I said rubbing my bump, "snoozing away."

There was a pause, just the sound of us catching our breath flooded the silence.

"So what does this mean, Teddy?" Owen asked, rubbing my calf like he did that night in Germany.

"Well, I don't know Owen. We just had sex for the first time since -" I paused.

"Since I fucked everything up" Owen said sadly looking at the ceiling.

I smiled and placed his hand on my bump.

"Not everything. We're getting her out of it. Who knows if I'd ever have a chance to have a baby again if you didn't come knocking on my door that night." I laughed.

"Yeah but, it wasn't right. We shouldn't have fought, or had the time apart that we did. I shouldn't have bounced back to Amelia out of fear and loneliness. She didn't deserve that and you especially didn't deserve that." Owen replied.

I sat up slowly, as fast as my growing belly allowed.

"Owen, we both made mistakes." I admitted.

Owen sat up as well and took my hand.

"Teddy. You are my best friend, my soulmate, the love of my damn life. Not only that, you are the mother of my beautiful child. You are everything, and I wish I had known and said all of this sooner." Owen responded.

I was in shock. I wasn't even sure if I believed him. All of a sudden, I yelled out and clutched my belly, a sharp pain tore through my lower abdomen and everything went dark.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I heavily opened my eyes and awoke to the sound of a heart monitor amongst other noises. Suddenly Owen rushed to my side. He looked exhausted, and scared.

"Teddy. Oh my god, you're awake!" He gasped and kissed my forehead.

"What happened?" I asked, trying to sit up.

"No, no don't sit up. Just relax," Owen guided me back down. "The doctors aren't really sure what happened. The baby's okay, there was no bleeding. They think the pain and the blackout might have been stress related and that you were dehydrated."

I rubbed my belly. My daughter was okay. She was alive. Waking up, she was the first thing I thought of and I thought the worst.

"I'm so glad she's okay, when I felt that pain I...I don't even know it all happened so fast." I said choking up.

"I know, I had never been more scared in my life." Owen replied and joined his hand with mine. Allison stirred slowly.

"If anything had happened..." I said shakily.

Suddenly Dr. Carina DeLuca stepped in.

"Dr. Altman, you're up! I hope I'm not interrupting." She said sweetly.

"No, not at all." I said smiling.

"Okay. So your blood pressure was a little low, and you were definitely dehydrated," Carina stated, "But I'm concerned about the pain you experienced before you passed out. Now there was no bleeding and you haven't had any contractions but, I worry that your body is trying to tell you something..." Carina said carefully.

"I, I don't know. I mean I've been feeling good. Owens been great. I can't think of anything that would have brought on the pain." I responded, trying to think.

Suddenly Owen spoke up.

"Carina, could you uh, give us a minute."

"Of course." Carina smiled and stepped out.

"Teddy, do you think...do you think what I told you brought this on?" Owen asked guiltily.

His admission. His love. His speech that brought shock to my system, but the thing was, it wasn't necessarily a bad shock.

"Oh Owen, god no. I was shocked, absolutely. But your words didn't put me or our daughter at risk. I promise you that." I said reassuringly and took his hand.

"Okay." Owen breathed.

"But Owen, you said those words before. You told me you loved me, and only me and that this was it. And then, it wasn't."

"Teddy, I know, I know. And I said I fucked up. I was conflicted, torn by past and present emotions. I wasn't ready, but I am

now. I am ready to commit to you and especially our daughter. She deserves a family." Owen stated.

"I don't want you to be with me just for the baby, Owen." I said slightly disappointed.

"No, Teddy. That's not what I'm saying. Baby or not, I would want you, forever. Our daughter just adds to my love for you. She's the light at the end of this dark tunnel we've both traveled through all these years." Owen replied.

"She is." I said, beginning to cry.

"Teddy. This is it. You, and Allison are it. My everything, my reason for living. I'm never letting you go again, as long as I live."

All of a sudden, Owen pulled a small royal blue box out of his back pocket. He opened it, revealing a beautiful princess cut diamond ring. I gasped and tears began flooding down my cheeks. Allison started kicking vigorously, probably because my heart was leaping.

"Theodora Altman, would you do me the amazing honor of becoming my wife?" Owen asked.