"What the hell do you think you are doing?" yelled Owen, he grabbed hold of Colin and threw him out of the elevator. Colin didn't try and fight back seeing that Owen was a good 4 inches taller than he was.
The doors of the elevator closed and Owen picked Cristina up from the floor where she had fallen after Colin had let her go. "Are you okay?" he said gingerly picking her up in his arms and cradling her.
"I'm fine I just need to…" Cristina's head fell onto his chest. She had fallen asleep. "Cristina. Cristina. What room are you in? Cristina! Wake up!" Cristina was still sound asleep on his chest.
Owen got off the elevator and made the way to his room. He opened the door and placed Cristina on to the King sized bed.
After Owen finished taking a shower he took of his shirt, and got into bed. Cristina rolled over a put her head on his chest. Owen took in the smell of her hair, wrapped his arms around her and drifted off to sleep.
"What the freakin' HELL." Owen woke up with a start. "What the hell am I doing here?!" Owen sat up. Cristina had removed herself from his arms and sat glaring at him.
"You fell asleep in my arms after that bastard Colin Marlowe assaulted you in the elevator!" Owen was a little offended that Cristina thought he was the bad guy.
"Do you know how wrong this is? Owen we are divorced!" She looked at him expecting him to understand her reasoning.
"Look I'm sorry that you are uncomfortable, but I didn't know what room you were." Owen got up out of the bed and pulled on his shirt. He saw Cristina eyeing his sculpted chest, and she quickly glanced away when he caught her looking.
"Look, Owen I'm sorry for yelling at you. I think I'm going to go."
"Wait Cristina!"
"What?" she asked giving him a quizzical look.
"I….I …. I still," his voice was failing him.
"Spit it out Owen. You still,"
"I still love you." Cristina stood there dumbstruck not knowing how to respond. She picked up her hand back and ran out of the room. Owen thought about chasing after her, but he wanted to give her time to think. Besides they were going back to Seattle in a couple of days, and she could avoid him there.
Cristina ran out of Owen's room, and how the hall and into hers. She was still in a little bit of shock. She knew the Owen liked her, but not loved her. Besides he was the one that had pushed for the divorce. Owen confessing his love for Cristina worried her. What was she going to do? She knew she felt something for him, but this Harry was also pretty awesome too. Besides she and Owen wanted different things she rationalized. Cristina got into the shower and washed away her worries.
After her shower Cristina got dressed in her pant suit, dried her hair, and put make-up on her face, because she still looked like shit from last night. When she finally looked presentable she went down for the final Day of the Cardio conference.
Harper Avery gave his opening speech. Then Burke lectured about an alternative to piggybacking hearts, then a few other men that were famous because of some surgery that they created. Cristina was of course intrigued by all the lectures; she however was caught up in what she was going to say about Dr. Thomas. She was going to do it last night, but instead got drunk.
When it was Cristina's turn she went up to the podium, and started talking about the how Dr. Thomas's heart reduction was a better alternative to LVAD wires. At the end she started her eulogy for Dr. Thomas, "I would like to remember Dr. Thomas, a great man that lived life saving others. He died doing what he loved. He was a great mentor, and I miss him." Cristina got off the podium and walked quickly out of the room. She walked into a bathroom and started crying. "Cristina?" It was Harry.
"What are you doing in the girls bathroom?" Asked Cristina who was happy, to see him, but a little bit peeved.
"Umm. You're in the men's bathroom," said Harry pointing at the urinals.
"Ohh, I'll get out.."
"Wait..wait, are you okay?" Harry was concerned for her well being.
"I'm fine." Cristina looked up into his eyes. His beautiful green eyes, so much like Owens. Don't think about Owen she thought. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his. She felt his tongue trying to gain entrance to her mouth. She let him in. He pressed her up against the bathroom wall.
"You know Cristina you really get around."
"What the hell?!" yelled Cristina. She turned around and saw Colin Marlowe standing there in the doorway.
"You really have a thing for red heads don't you?" He smirked. "Be careful, you never know what I might let slip." Colin left the bathroom.
Really sorry about how rushed and confusing this chapter was. Next chapter will deal with everyone going back to their respective hospitals. Harry has NOT made his last appearance. Definitely not his last appearance.