"Owen! Get up!" Cristina stood over her husbands sleeping form and shook him vigourously. "Owen!"
"Mmmmmmmm...what's the matter?" Owen burrows his head deeper into the pillow.
"we have to go! Come on!" Cristina frantically scurried behind the bed and threw back the drapes, bathing the firehouse in early morning sunlight.
Owen squinted and held his hand up to shield his eyes, "What time is it? Where are we going?"
"8am, come on! This is the one day off we have had together in weeks, we have to go Owen." Cristina pulled back the duvet, leaving Owen totally exposed except for a pair of black boxer shorts. She had to keep her resolve! As much as she wanted to dive into bed with him and spend the day making love and lying in his arms, they had to do this today!
Owen pulled himself up to a sitting position and tucked his legs under him. He took in the view of his gorgeous wife standing by the side of the bed. She was wearing a pair of blue shorts, which showed off her shapely legs, and a red vest, which stretched over her baby bump, tightly encasing his baby in it's soft cotton. Her hair was hanging loosely over her shoulders and the sunlight bounced off the diamond in the icicle necklace that hung around her long, thin neck. He wanted her! He reached out his arms to pull her towards him with a seductive raise of his eyebrows.
Cristina was wise to the look on his face, she slid sideways to avoid his arms. "get up! Get dressed and let's go!" she turned on her heels and walked into the living room to find her flip flops and handbag.
Owen sighed, completely confused, and reluctantly got off the bed and went to take a cold shower.
Fifteen minutes later, Owen emerged into the living room, dressed in a pair of camouflage shorts, a tight dark green t shirt and a pair of flip flops. Before he could open his mouth to ask where they were going, Cristina has flung the car keys at him and started off down the stairs. Rolling his eyes, Owen thought to himself, you survived a war, Hunt! Just go with it!
"Are you going to tell me where I need to drive to?" Owen asked as he pulled his truck out of the underground car park.
"we are going to Baby & Beyond." Cristina looked across to the driver's seat to see a blank look on her husbands face. "the high end baby store in town. Owen get with it! We have 10 weeks till this tiny human invades and moves into our house and we have no stuff!"
His wife was freaking out! She was shrieking and ranting! He knew what he had to do.
"Cristina," he soothed. "we will get everything we need today, ok?" he heard her exhale a deep breath. "ok?" moving one hand off the steering wheel he momentarily squeezed her hand for reassurance.
"alright! I hope you bought your credit cards!"
Owen laughed. "yes! Yes, I did!"
Parking up the truck in front of the store, Owen helped Cristina onto the pavement. Slipping his hand through her's they began to walk towards the entrance. As the door slid open and the strains of nursery rhymes danced into the air, Cristina froze.
"we are having a baby!" Cristina emphasised each word slowly.
"I know." Owen was puzzled.
"it is just very real, all of a sudden." Cristina turned to Owen and bit her lip. "Owen, I can do this right?"
Pulling his wife into a hug, resting his chin on her head, he let a small smile creep across his lips as he told her "you will be excellent."
With one last squeeze before they broke apart, Owen tucked his wife under his arm and led her into the shop.
They had been browsing up and down the aisle for a while, when a perky sales girl who looked about 16 approached them.
"oh man!" Cristina muttered under her breath and rolled her eyes skyward. This was a time when she had to talk girl, not be clinical. Cristina drifted off into her own thought momentarily. She found talking girl exhausting! If this baby was a boy it would be so much easier, but a girl with Owen's red hair and blue eyes would be cute! The grating voice of the sales girl snapped her back to the here and now.
"hello mummy and daddy!" singsonged the sales girl. "what can we get for your little one today?"
Owen, sensing Cristina's disgust at the greeting, plastered a beaming smile on his face and replied " we need everything!"
"ok then! Let's get your baby everything! Follow me!" leading them first to the bedroom furniture and then up and down the rows and rows and shelves and shelves of things that babies needed. Owen thought to himself, I hope this baby is not as messy as their mother!
About 2 hours later Owen and Cristina had chosen a mahogany cot, wardrobe, changing table, a baby bath, stair gates, car seats, a mobile with little ducks on (to Cristina's disgust they didn't make one with scalpels!) and a very expensive bugaboo stroller that Cristina said they could not do without! Everything else they had put onto a gift list ready for the baby shower that Meredith was insisting on throwing next week. As Owen was paying the bill, Cristina made a mental note to talk to Meredith about this shower- she didn't want any girly crap and Owen was definitely coming! If she had to endure it so did he.
Cristina wandered away from the counter and busied herself looking at the racks of tiny clothes. A flutter of excitement came over her as she thought about Owen cradling their baby on his bare chest. She knew he was going to be an amazing, loving father. "you don't know how lucky you are." she traced an O over her bump with the finger that carried her wedding ring. " your Daddy is going to be the most important man in your life. I hope you get to keep him for a long time." thoughts of her own father rose up in her chest and she squeezed the bridge of her nose to stop the tears falling. Sniffing and shaking her head quickly to push the thoughts out she saw her husband walking towards the exit. She caught up with him and tapped his shoulder to get his attention.
"there you are." Owen had a small paper carrier bag in his hand which he held out to her. " this is for you."
Taking the bag she held onto it until she was seated back in the truck. Peering through the yellow tissue paper that lined the inside, she saw a flash of White material. She reached in and pulled out a tiny t shirt. She turned it over in her hands and when she saw the motive she giggled.
On the t shirt, that looked so small it could fit a doll, it said I heart my mummy. But instead of the red cartoon heart she expected to see was a perfect outline of a human heart!
"thank you, I love it." she stretched across and pecked a kiss on his lips.
Owen snaked an arm round her waist, "now, what do you want to do for the rest of our one day off together?" Owen asked saucily in between planting kisses on her lips, cheek and neck.
"I will spend the rest of the day doing whatever my husband wants!" Cristina giggled.
Turning the keys in the ignition, the motor kicked in, just like Owen's libido and he drove home as fast as was legally possible!
As soon as the car came to a standstill in the drive, Owen jumped out of the car, lifted Cristina out and quickly carried her up the stairs into their firehouse and headed straight for the bed. He deposited her down in the middle, threw himself down next to her on his side and pulled her down In to his arms.
"I love you, Cristina Yang. Let's just lay here for a while." Owen reached out and rubbed her stomach and the baby shifted it's position against his hand.
Owen's eyes widened in delight. "I haven't forgotten you, love you too!" he told the baby, moving his ear to rest against her stomach.
Cristina smiled and rested back against the pillows. Owen adjusted himself into the familiar position so he was lying in her lap.
Cristina thought to herself that she could actually get used to more days off with her husband! She was a simple girl after all!
this was perfect! He was perfect, she was perfect, having their baby was perfect.