Cristina got up early that morning, and changed into a grey pantsuit, and put her hair up into a severe bun. She needed to look her best for this conference. Not only were all of her ex's going to be there, but also so of the best cardio surgeons that have ever lived.

Cristina entered the conference room. It was an elegant room. It was like a lecture hall, but with plusher seats and a more sophisticated sense. She was admiring the view when someone came up behind her and squeezed her butt. "Hey!" yelled Cristina. She turned around and standing there smirking was Colin Marlowe. "What the hell do you think you are doing?"

"I heard that you weren't married, and decided to say hello. Is that a problem?"

"Yes it is a problem!" yelled Cristina, a couple of the doctors started to stare so she lowered her voice. "I am trying to find my name tag," Cristina lied, "and you are distracting me."

"Well let me help you with your name tag dilemma." Colin smirked. God he's still good looking thought Cristina. "You are sitting right in front of me." Cristina and Colin went over and sat down in her seat and Colin took his seat behind her. She tried to appear busy before the conference started, but she could feel Colin's eyes burning into the back of her skull. Finally the conference started and the first speaker was Harper Avery, who despite being considered a dinosaur into the surgical world was still doing innovated research and surgical procedures.

"I would like to welcome you all to the cardio conference. I would like to start off by thanking everyone for attending this conference. Everyone here has contributed and I hope continue to contribute to the surgical field through their research and their skill."

"Our first lecture will be done by Mr. Colin Marlowe." Colin's lecture was very interesting. It was a new cutting edge technique that would greatly advanced the research of removing tumors that had invaded the heart's wall. All the other lectures were also very interesting. After each lecture there were questions. Most of these questions were supposed to be helpful to improve the surgical technique; this though did not happen. Most of the doctors tried to shred the research of the other doctor. This made Cristina nervous. Mostly because of the fact that she was going to give a lecture tomorrow about heart reductions, the one that Dr. Thomas did.

When the conference finally ended Cristina went to the bar and ordered a beer. "Is this seat taken?" Cristina turned around and it was Harry.

"No! Sit, please."

"So how was your conference?" asked Harry.

"Amazing! So many famous doctors. How about yours?"

"It was also amazing. There was this one doctor who gave an amazing lecture his name was Owen Hunt I think. He looks a lot like me. It's kind of creepy."

Cristina's face fell at the mention of Owen's name. "Why do you look so sad all of the sudden?" asked Harry, "Did I say something?"

"Ohhh it's nothing," mumbled Cristina, "I just have a long complicated history with that man."

"Why is he competition?"

"Competition?"

"I want to take you out to a real pub tonight, you know like a night out, but not as friends, as more." Harry mumbled bashfully.

"That sounds great."

Harry paid the cabbie and got out of the car. "Here it is." Said Harry as he and Cristina walked into Macready's bar in London. Harry and Cristina walked into pub, and sat in a booth. They both ordered beers. Cristina went to the bathroom, and when she came back there was a man talking to Harry, when she saw him it's like she was seeing twins. Owen and Harry were talking about trauma and how GSW to arteries and new advancements on how to fix the bleeding. Cristina walked over to the booth, and Harry's face lit up.

Owen at first did not notice Cristina, but when he turned around his lips broke into a big smile.

"Cristina, nice to see you."

"Uhh, hi Owen. What are you doing?" Cristina was shocked that Owen was here.

"I'm getting a drink, and I saw Harry here who I remember seeing at the trauma conference,"

"I invited Dr. Hunt to sit with us," said Harry who looked like he was in a state of shock because of being in Owen's presence.

"Uhh okay," murmered Cristina. She took a seat down next to Owen who gave her a beaming glance. She looked down at her hands. She was still upset about Owen getting her to sign the divorce papers. A man gave over and asked if they wanted anything else to drink. Cristina ordered vodka.

2 hours later…

Cristina stumbled into the elevator. A man looked up, she couldn't really tell who it was. "Cristina?" mumbled a familiar voice. It was Colin Marlowe. "Are you drunk?"

"No, my senses are just not as sharp as they were 5 shots ago." Said Cristina.

Colin sensing Cristina's impaired judgement slid next to her in the elevator, then grabbed her face and started to kiss her. Cristina just stood there and tried to push him off. He let go off her face, and pushed her against the wall and cupped her butt. "Ohh come on Cristina, I know that you still have some feelings for me." Cristina was trying to push Colin away as he went in for another kiss just as the doors opened. And standing there with a shocked expression was Owen.

Sorry it took so long for an update. I will try to be more efficient at updating.