Sorry its so short but I needed to get this scene out the way and then start forming the rest of the story and the ending.

Meredith stopped in her tracks when her eyes fixated on Cristina, it had only been a year since she had last seen her, but that year had felt like a decade, especially since the two of them were the twisted sisters, and were once, not so long ago, joined at the hip. They made eye contact but neither of them were able to move, Meredith stood down the hall and Cristina remained standing at the nurses station facing Meredith's way.

They was so much that could of been said, but in that moment they needed to take each other in, and the realization that this moment had the potential to be monumental in their reunion and the future of their friendship was not lost on neither of them. For some unknown reason there was a mutual understanding, a mutual longing for each other, and they were able to emit those feelings to each other without words, their eyes communicated what their mouths could not, that they missed each other and that life wasn't the same without the other.

Before either of them could move or verbally acknowledge the other, a wailing cry echoed throughout the surgical floor and the sound kept getting closer and closer. Both Meredith and Cristina flinched at the sound of a baby sobbing.

Owen was walking next to Emma who was explaining a peds case that she needed Owen to sign off on and they were both making their way around the corner and subsequently heading towards the nurses station when their conversation was interrupted by the same loud cry that was echoing throughout the hospital. Meredith, Owen and Emma all stood in shock as the scene in front of them progressed.

Cristina turned around quickly and knew instantly that the exaggerated cries were her own daughters, they were the crocodile tears that she would let fall when she went without seeing Cristina for a long time or missed being held in her mothers arms. She was becoming excessively clingy as she was getting a little older. It saddened Cristina that Teagan was already four months old, she sometimes wished she could stop time and stop the baby from growing up so fast.

She turned around and saw a frantic Minka holding Teagan in her arms and trying to calm her down as best she could. Cristina closed up her patients chart and clicked her pen closed and slid it in the pocket of her lab coat while making her way to the two of them.

"Hey there now," Cristina cooed in what almost sounded like baby talk…almost but not quite. In her most calming and soothing voice she added, "I told you to be a good girl while I was working, I haven't even been gone a whole work day and your putting up a fuss."

"Awww, the poor baby girl just misses her mommy, I tried to walk her around the hospital to calm her down but she kept looking around trying to spot you, after she couldn't locate you, she got very aggravated." Minka declared while she handed over the baby to Cristina. Teagan immediately quieted down at the sound of her mothers voice and when she was securely held in Cristina's embrace she let out a satisfied sigh and a little laugh.

"See, theres nothing like a mothers touch!" Minka exclaimed in her heavy accent and smiled broadly at the sight of the mother and daughter duo.

Owen's breath caught in his throat at the sight of Cristina holding the most beautiful baby girl he had ever seen, he watched her coddle her and whisper reassuring and loving words in the baby's ear in between showering the infant with light kisses all over her face. The sight was heart warming and heart breaking at the same time, he was so infatuated with the scene in front of him, one that he had imagined happening only in his dreams, one in which he was standing right beside his baby and Cristina and completed the picturesque family portrait. He thought that he had never seen a more beautiful sight in his life, his emotions were running wild as his heart swelled.

The feeling of contentment and finally being able to realize a dream, a fantasy, come true were short lived when he realized that it wasn't his baby, that Cristina had a baby, but had it with another man, that she killed their baby together but decided to keep another mans baby. The swell in his heart turned into an ache so unbearable and heavy that he found it hard to breathe.

"Is that my goddaughter throwing a hissy-fit?" Alex asked rounding a corner, "She must take after her mother." He teased while while motioning for Cristina to hand over Teagan, "C'mon baby bear, come to uncle Alex." he said in a very overzealous voice. But before Cristina could hand him over the baby, a very shell shocked Meredith spoke up, "You have a baby?" She practically yelled in shock.

Cristina flinched for the second time, she had been so worried about Teagan that she had forgotten that Meredith was standing across the hall and in full view and ear shot of Cristina and Minka. She tried to formulate some kind of response but her words were halted when she caught Owen's gaze which mirrored the same look as Meredith's. He was shell-shocked, mouth agape and frozen in his tracks.

His eyes searched hers and pleaded for any explanation that did not include Cristina revealing that the baby was actually hers. She took a deep breath before talking, "Owen, I can explain…." She started before he cut her off, "You have a baby?" He asked in bewilderment, the hurt and anger so evident that it cut her like a knife.

"So it wasn't about you NEVER wanting a baby, you just didn't want to have MY baby?" He asked in a defeated tone, his anger was rising but the hurt was more prevalent, he couldn't stand to look at Cristina or her love child with another man a second longer, he shook his head and tried to keep his emotions at bay before abruptly turning on his heel and leaving her standing there holding baby Teagan.

"Owen!" She yelled at him but he made himself scarce quickly. Cristina turned to Alex and handed him the baby, and looked at Meredith and said, "This is Teagan, she is my daughter, Alex is her Godfather, and she is your Goddaughter, you should get to know her," She said hurriedly before chasing after Owen, "And, no, I would never have another man's baby, Alex will tell you all about it."

Meredith turned to face Alex and acknowledged Minka for the first time.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Meredith Grey." She stated while reaching out for the older women's hand.

"Pleased to finally meet you Mer, I'm Minka, the nanny, housekeeper, chef and proud grandma." She proclaimed.

Meredith wrinkled her forehead and raised her eyebrows, "Pleased to finally meet me?" She asked, "Oh, yes, your half of the twisted sisters right? Cristina tells Teagan about you all the time, she doesn't like the traditional bedtime stories so she tells her tales that happened to the two of you when she worked here." Minka clarified.

For some reason that statement made Meredith very happy and made her question if the twisted sister friendship was really a lost cause, or if they could actually work it out and become as close as they once were, especially now that Cristina had a baby, Zola and Bailey would love to have another baby in their lives.

"So, are you the fathers mother?" Meredith asked trying to figure out the whole situation without making it obvious that she was prying.

"Oh, No," Minka said shaking her head, "There is no father, just a handsome Godfather over here." She smiled at Alex holding baby Teagan and pinched his cheek.

"Okay, I can't take this anymore!" Meredith exclaimed, "I need answers, I need to know how the Cristina Yang, I once knew, decided she wanted a baby and how she ended up having one with no man." She literally jumped up and down out of aggravation and ill-attempt of trying to keep calm and coy.

"Okay, Okay." Alex said while bouncing the baby up and down against his chest as she was starting to miss her mom again. "Well it started when this patient came into the ER..."