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"He kissed you? And then…" "He left." "You think you don't know him." "No…was he my patient? Or did we attend the same class in uni, or…I don't know…" Cristina and Meredith were talking at the hospital in the morning.

"Mer, you said he was an army surgeon?" "Yes, and the way he pulled out the icicle was…wild. That was too bad you missed it." "Then, he must be a skillfull surgeon, I have to find out who he … hell, no." All of the sudden, Cristina stopped both of walking and talking.

"What?" Meredith tried to avoid not to strike on her, but it was too late. "Ouch, Cristina…" "That's him! What is he doing here?" Cristina shouted. On the day, it was soon announced that Owen Hunt got a job at Seattle Grace Hospal.

Owen found Cristina, then he came towards her happily, however, Cristina felt too awkward to face him. "You think I know you, but I don't." Cristina said, trying not to look at his eyes. "Wow, I'm disappointed to hear that…but I can wait." He smiled sadly, then left.

This is soo uncomfortable…I have to remember him no matter what! Since then, Cristina had not be able to stop thinking about him. Even during the surgeries, especially when Cristina had to operate with Owen in the same room, she was distracted.

Cristina tried to control herself, but it was obvious she was thinking something else in the course of the surgeries. This is affecting my career, in a bad way…Owen Hunt- Have I ever heard this name before? Where have I met him?

"Yang, what's going on with you?" In the long run, Bailey yelled at her. "You need to cool down." "Sorry, but I can fnish this. Please let me." Cristina tried to protest, but it was obvious that she was lacking the concentration to continue.

"I'll take care of the rest. Don't worry, Dr. Yang." Owen offered to finish up what they were working on. Cristina glanced at him, then left the room. She felt burning shame. I don't want to admit that I can't do my job because of him.

At that night, Cristina was looking over her room to get a hint to remember who he was. Then, she found an old wallet that she used to use. She found some cards there. While she was checking the cards, one small picture fell down. She picked it up.

Oh, this is an only senior picture I got from high school…She was sure what that was. A picture of handsome guy, yes, I secretly liked him, her old bitter sweet retrospect made her smile. I was a terribly nerdy girl, having no friends, but I had some conversations with him…The picture reminded her of the high school days.

What was his name? She flipped over the picture. Then she saw the handwriting which said "Owen Hunt". She became breathless. That was him- she tried to compare the visages between the picture of Owen Hunt and Dr. Owen Hunt.

Dr. Owen Hunt is aged, but she could see that is an adult version of this boy…She didn't know what to feel. We went to the same high school, then he became an army surgeon, now we are working together.

They met long time ago…but they are not high school students anymore. They both became adults, through lots of experiences, then their personalities must have changed, she thought.

She also remembered that he kissed her. What did it mean? After twenty years, she was still not good at working out a relationship between a man and a woman.

Next morning, Cristina was talking with Meredith. "Hey Cristina, I hard you couldn't continue operating yesterday. What happened?" "Now I remember him- Owen Hunt." "Really? Who was he?" "He was my one-sided love of my high school days."

"Wow, that's cute. Didn't you have a date with him then?" "No, no, covertly, I was expecting going to the prom with him, but it never happened. He was super popular, the rumours of his romance were everywhere."

"I can see that, he must have been a handsome teenager, I mean, he is handsome, indeed. Wait, you said he kissed you after he helped you?" "Yes, he did, but I have no idea what it meant." "Maybe, you can go out with him, this time." Meredith said, jokingly.

"I don't think so, he must have a girlfriend or a wife- women never allow him being a single." "Ha-ha, yeah, probably." Then they separated to head to different operating rooms. Cristina had a surgery with Bailey and Owen, again.

Cristina declared that she would be fine to complete the surgery for that day. Bailey was still worried, seemingly, but Owen just said he trusted her. As she promised, she did a flawless job, because she had nothing to distract her anymore. For about 7 hours, they kept operating together.

After the operation, Cristina felt exhausted. It already got dark outside. She was also contended. This is me, feel alive as a surgeon, Cristina Yang.

Then Cristina looked for Owen. She saw him leave the hospital. She followed him. "Hey , now I remember who you were." He turned his head. "Hey Yang, your operation was wonderful today." He was smiling.

"Yes, I'm not distracted anymore." "Good." Slowly, he cornered her on the wall. He was getting closer to her, but she couldn't step back any further because of the wall against her. "We went to the same high school, right?" Cristina looked up him.

"You were a very popular boy and I was-" She couldn't keep talking anymore because his mouth covered hers. She closed her eyes. Why- she thought, why didn't it happen in their high school days and is this happening now?

"OK, wait." She pushed his shoulders to stop. He gazed at her. "I think…we need to talk, to catch up with what happened in this twenty years, and get to know each other." Owen tenderly touched her arms, which were reached to his body. "Are you…asking me out?" "What?" Cristina moved her arms from his shoulders, but he didn't let his hands go.

"Well, I mean…yeah, we can talk outside of the hospital, I guess…" Cristina was getting nervous. "Alright, how about this weekend?" "O…K…" Her answer was just like the time he asked her to help his assignment in the library.

"Saturday night, I'm picking you at seven. This is our first date, Dr. Yang" Cristina opened her mouth, without one word came from. She had million things she wanted to say, nevertheless, she because speechless. "OK, dress up for me."

He kissed his cheeks lightly, then left.

A date with him…what she dreamed in twenty years ago is going to happen this weekend…she wondered if she hadn't been dreaming.