Chapter 5- the anniversary

Crisitna and her 5 month old baby bump had just got comfortable on the bed in the on call room where she and Owen had laid and just slept together for the first time. Whenever she was at the hospital and her husband wasn't working she would sleep in this room- it made her feel close to him. She was 10 hours into a 12 hour shift and was exhausted. It had been a busy night of consults in the pit but she hadn't yet seen the inside of an OR or even held a scalpel. Now her pregnancy was clearly showing, and everyone knew about it, she had found that she had to field numerous questions from patients as she tried to diagnose their problems, so each consult was taking her twice as long - "how far along are you? Is it your first? do you know what your having? Is your husband excited?" She had never been that interested in talking to pregnant people about their babies before but now she was one she was enjoying it. Not that she would ever admit that to anyone. Meredith had caught her earlier tracing the letter O on her stomach at the nurses station.

"Cristina, are you going all soppy mummy on me?" Meredith had asked laughing.

"Shut up! it's the hormones." Cristina had replied shutting the chart and walking quickly back towards the ER. As she walked she put her hand on her stomach and whispered to the baby "it's not, but I still need aunt Meredith to believe I am hardcore, ok?"

Snuggling deeper into the pillows she closed her eyes and began to wonder what Owen was doing right now as she drifted off to sleep.

Unbeknown to his sleeping wife, Owen had just arrived at the doors of Seattle Grace Mercy West.

Beep, beep, beep, beep. The screech if the pager woke Cristina with a start. As she sat up, she reached out to see what the emergency was.

Torres OR2. She sighed, Cristina hated ortho but hey at least she would end her shift in the OR. She dragged herself off the bed in the on call room and adjusted her scrub top, patted her bump and made her way towards the surgical elevator. "Come on, let's gone screw some bones!"

When she got to the doors of the scrub room she could not hear the normal sounds of the operating room being preped. It was almost silent apart from the soft melody of the colour of love, by Boyz 2 men. That was weird, Callie usually liked to listen to the Red Hot chilli peppers as she hammered and scrapped bones or fixed metal into patients joints. Checking her pager again to make sure she had read the right OR she pushed open the door.

Cristina entered the scrub room and gasped. Through the glass she could see the OR table covered with a red table cloth, the same red as her wedding dress had been, 2 silver candle sticks, 2 wine glasses filled with what looked like ginger beer and a pizza box. Standing behind one of the stools stood her gorgeous husband in her favourite shirt and black jeans.

"Happy anniversary Cristina". Owen smiled as she entered the OR and handed her the glass of ginger beer. When her morning sickness had been really bad Owen had gone to the store at all hours of the day and night to get this same drink for her.

"Owen, I can't believe you did all this! I didn't get you anything!" it amazed her that with his busy schedule he had taken the time to do this for her. He was such a romantic. If it had been anyone else Cristina would have found it sickening but with Owen she loved the thoughtful gestures and the sweet moments that they shared both in the hospital or at their firehouse.

Owen pulled back the stood in front of him and gestured for Cristina to sit down. He kissed her on the cheek and moved to the opposite side of the table to take his seat.

As they began to eat the pizza, Cristina mused on why he had bought her here.

"We could have gone to a restaurant you know" Crisitina was playfully mocking him.

Fixing his wife with an intense look of love, Owen explained why they were spending their first wedding anniversary eating in a place that most people never want to spend anytime, let alone actually eat a meal.

"I wanted to bring you to one of the places you love the most. Where you are completely the woman I fell in love with. This is your OR Cristina- you performed your first solo surgery here- the hernia repair and your first solo cardio, you kicked me out of here for distracting you, we operated together for the first time in here, you saved Derek and Callie and watched me get shot in here after I told you that you were the woman I loved totally, definitely, no question, no doubts. I have sat in that gallery and watched you be excellent more times than I can count. I feel lucky to have the next 40 years to love you and be loved by you."

Cristina reached across the table to entwine her fingers with his. Feeling his touch, hearing how much he believed in her as a surgeon, as a wife and as a woman and looking around at all the effort he hade made for her bought tears to her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Owen's tone was genuinely worried and he searched her face for an answer.

Dabbing her eyes with her fingers, Cristina squeezed his hand and reassured him "I love you. It's perfect! Owen, we're perfect!"

"well, thank goodness for that!" Owen mock sighed and grinned back at his wife. Drinking in how beautiful she was, especially in her scrubs, and catching sight of their baby bump always made his heart skip a beat with pride.

Owen stood up and walked to stand beside Cristina. Gently he pulled her to her feet and cupped her stomach in his hands.

"I have a gift for you". Owen took a small purple box out of his pocket with one hand, held it on his open palm and offered it to her. Cristina took the box and prised the lid open. When she saw what was inside she gently laughed. Inside was a thin silver chain with a diamond charm on the end- an icicle.

"You are giving me back my icicle?"

"So?" Owen raised his eyebrows seductively. Reaching out and pulling his wife towards him, he kissed her, just as he had the very first time 3 years ago.

Against her mouth he murmured, "I knew from the moment that I first saw you that I was going to love you. I never expected you to love me back, especially after everything that has happened."

Taking the necklace out of the box, Owen fastened it around the bare neck that he still found such a turn on.

Cristina snaked her arms up around his neck and looked deep into his blue eyes. "I love you Owen Hunt. You have given me the life I never even knew I wanted and the family I was so afraid of."

Pressing their foreheads together they stood in the stillness of the OR. Owen kissed Cristina's forehead and she tilted her head up to catch his lips in a deeper kiss. Separating his lips with her tongue Cristina slowly began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Cristina…we can't… not here" neither his tone or body were putting up any resistance as he tugged at the hair band and let her curls tumble loose down her back.

"Owen this is my OR!" she dropped his shirt to the ground and began unbuckling his belt. Sliding her body down his legs she knelt in front of him, her fingers dancing across the hardening length beneath his jeans.

Owen let out a soft moan as he leant back against the OR table.

Cristina opened her mouth, inches away from beginning to pleasure her husband. "Now DR Hunt are you going to be first assist or not?"

To be continued…x