I have been suffering with a case of writer's block. So sorry for the delay in my next chapter. Hopefully this will not happen again anytime soon. Thanks as always to my Beta, turkeygreen.

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Don't Bet On It- Chapter 14

Cristina broke the water surface first. Once her eyes adjusted to the dark, she found herself looking around for Owen. Their hands had broken apart once they took the leap from the dock into the water. She called his name once then again. She let out a startled cry when she felt a very light touch on the inside of her ankle. The soft touch began to slowly rise from her ankle and up toward her knee, then continuing to her inner thigh. Cristina allowed a smile to creep across her lips while trying to keep her legs completely still and trying to stay above the water. Thankfully, Owens' broad shoulders began to rise from the water just in time for her to wrap her arms around his neck. She let a gasp escape her lips when she felt his finger's part her and slip inside. She moaned into his ear while finding it more and more difficult to stay above the water surface.

Owen's words broke the silence. "While I am enjoying this more than you know, we are both going to drown unless we get out of this water, or I stop what I am doing."

"Oh no, don't stop" Cristina said breathlessly.

This provoked a laugh from Owen while he gently removed his hand from between her legs and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Oh, I see, you're pleasure is worth me drowning," Owen whispered in her ear.

"Well…I was enjoying it very much," Cristina said with a smile.

"Come on," Owen said as he took her hand and pulled her toward the dock's edge.

Cristina could barely muster up the strength to climb the ladder out of the water. Owen was not far behind her. As Cristina began to lower herself onto the blanket, she caught a glimpse of a flashlight coming from the general area of the house. Almost panicked, she began grabbing at her clothes while hissing to Owen, "Oh my God, someone is coming!"

The complete loss of control from her and the fact that she was attempting to put on his jeans, made him laugh uncontrollably. "Cristina, relax. Whoever it is can't possibly see us."

Realizing her mistake, Cristina flung his jeans in his general direction while still frantically searching for her own. "Well, as fast as they are running down that hill, they will be here in seconds!"

Just then the very familiar voice of Julia filled the darkness. "Owen? Owen, honey, your cell phone has been ringing non-stop since you kids left. I think it is an emergency."

Owen zipped his jeans while walking toward the faint light of his mother's flashlight. "I'm coming toward you mom. Did you answer it?"

Julia replied upon reaching him. "Yes. It was a Chief Weber. He said he needed to talk to you or Dr. Yang as soon as possible. Where is Cristina?"

Cristina still had one arm out of her shirt and was hopping on only one shoe with the other one tucked under her arm. "Right here Mrs. Hunt. I'm right here"

Owen turned toward Cristina more to avoid his mother seeing him laugh than to see where Cristina was. She appeared at his side and purposely dropped her shoe on his bare toes having seen him laughing at her.

Julia continued oblivious to what she had interrupted. "Did you kids have a nice walk?"

Cristina was still attempting to adjust her clothing while the three of them headed toward the house.

"Yes mom, it was very nice. It hasn't changed a bit back here," Owen said while stealing a glance toward Cristina.

Once they reached the porch, Owen flung the blanket across the railing to dry while Julia and Cristina headed inside. Once inside Owen caught a glimpse of Cristina's hair at the same time his mother did.

"Oh my dear, I didn't realize you kids went swimming. Honey, your hair is going to tangle if you don't get that pond water out of there. Why don't you take a shower here?" Julia's words trailing off as she headed down the hall toward the bathroom.

Owen could not contain his laughter upon watching Cristina steal a glimpse in the mirror in the hallway. Cristina's eyes widened while looking toward him. The only words she could think of were "Oh my God" which she mouthed in his direction.

Cristina dutifully headed toward Julia and the bathroom while Owen dialed Dr. Webber's number.

"Chief, it's Owen. What's going on?"

"Oh thank God. Dr. Hunt, I'm really sorry to interrupt your day off, but we have a tour bus accident with multiple injuries headed this way and I could really use my Chief of Trauma in here. Is Dr. Yang still with you?"

"Yes. She is here." Owen said while heading toward the bathroom.

"Good. I need her too."

"Ok. We can be there in about 30 minutes or sooner. We will be there as soon as we can," Owen hung up without waiting for a reply.

Owen headed into the bathroom where he could see Cristina's silhouette behind the shower doors. His mother had laid a towel on the vanity edge with a fresh sweatshirt for Cristina to put on. He smiled at her kind gesture.

Cristina's head poked out from behind the shower door, interrupting Owen's thoughts.

"What's going on?" Cristina asked while reaching to turn the faucet off.

Owen quickly grabbed her towel and threw it onto the toilet lid before sitting down on top of it. Cristina stepped out of the shower and onto the small rug in front of it as she stood completely naked in front of him.

"Where's my towel Dr. Hunt?" she asked, placing one hand on her hip.

"What towel?" Owen asked with a smirk on his face.

He marveled at how beautiful she was before reaching underneath him and retrieving her towel. He opened it and held it up for her to step into. Once she did, he wrapped the towel around her slender frame and drew her down onto his lap. He nestled his mouth into her neck and kissed her there before drawing back to look at her.

"Thank you for coming with me today. I couldn't have done this without you. You're my rock" Owen said before placing a kiss on her lips.

"You're welcome. I knew you could do it. You did really well. At least from what I witnessed. Will you tell me about the conversation with your mom?" She asked almost apprehensively.

"I will, but not now. The Chief has a lot of traumas coming in. Some sort of bus accident. He needs us both back to the hospital as soon as possible." Owen said while gently lifting her from his lap and standing.

"Guess this means I won't be getting that sex you promised me," Cristina said as she bent forward and flipped her hair over so she could wrap the towel around it.

Owen gently grabbed her around her hips and pulled her backwards into him. "Don't bet on that Dr. Yang," he whispered into her ear.