Owen found it difficult to focus during surgery. The faces of his twin boys kept entering his mind. He wanted to hurry and get back to them and Cristina; his family.
Bailey took notice, "Hunt, get out of here."
"Excuse me Dr. Bailey?" A baffled Owen asked.
"Get out," Bailey repeated, "you've covered mostly everything, I can handle this liver laceration."
"Dr. Bailey I'm almost finish-"
"Go!" she said forcefully, "Hurry up and go see your babies."
Owen did not need to be told a third time, he quickly discarded his gown and gloves, and scrubbed out in record time.
He jetted out of the scrub room and jogged to catch the elevator.
Meanwhile Cristina got up from the bed and retrieved the appropriate supplies; cloth wipes, wet with warm water and two diapers. As she neared her twins' hospital cribs she could tell Evan was not done. It was good news; it would give her time to change Ethan.
As she un-swaddled Ethan she crinkled her nose,"Oh you two are so lucky you're cute."
She took a deep breath. "Okay you can do this Cristina," she mumbled to herself.
She contemplated whether to slide the fresh diaper underneath before unsnapping the dirty one. After several yes and no's, she placed it beside the crib. Okay Cristina, stop thinking, let it come naturally. Ugh where are you motherly instincts?
At last she finally unfastened Ethan's diaper tabs.
"Oohh God," she gagged at the icky contents the diaper contained.
She gently held his ankles together, slid the dirty diaper away and disposed of it in the nearby trash can.
Cristina quickly armed herself with a wipe and began to clean up Ethan with her head slightly turned away making a face in the process.
Her hand slightly jumped at the sound of a woman's voice.
"Dr. Yang, do you need some help?" a nurse asked standing by the doorway.
Cristina instantly went into defense mode, "No, I'm doing just fine. Go check on someone else, and see if their pillow needs fluffing."
The nurses knew Cristina all too well. She simply shook her head.
"Alright then, I'll leave you to it. Oh and by the way it might help if you actually look at where you're wiping."
Cristina glared at her and the nurse left with a smirk on her face.
Returning her attention to Ethan she finished cleaning him up and placed a fresh clean diaper under his bottom. She lightly sprinkled baby powder in the diaper and tried to fasten it quickly because Evan was finished and letting her know he was ready to be changed.
Cristina repeatedly tried to fasten the tabs on the necessary spot on the diaper but they kept refusing to stick.
"What is wrong with this diaper?" she said in frustration.
Evan's little whimpers started to get louder.
"Oh I'm sorry sweetie, mommy is trying." She said apologetically.
A familiar hand was placed on Cristina's shoulder. She let out a sigh of relief.
"Evan has left you a welcome back present in his diaper."
He lightly chuckled and kissed her forehead, "Honey, turn the diaper over. That's why the tabs aren't sticking."
Cristina felt like a klutz, she quickly flipped it over and sure enough the tabs stuck. She felt a little embarrassed, but refused to let it get to her. Now holding Ethan in her arms, comforting him she averted her eyes to watch Owen.
"Well since you're such an expert let's see you in diaper changing action."
He smiled, "Alright."
Owen grabbed a clean diaper and gently slid it underneath Evan. He unfastened his dirty diaper, discarding it in the trash. He took a few wipes and cleaned him up. Cristina was quite impressed at how he did it with such ease. It was as if he had been doing it for years. She was a little jealous until Evan made her laugh.
As Owen hovered over him to grab the baby powder he felt a warm liquid hitting the lower part of his scrub top. "Ahh man."
Cristina continued to laugh as Meredith entered the room.
"Haha, you can expect that to happen a lot more." Meredith reassured him.
"Great, can't wait." Owen said as he retrieved another diaper and changed Evan. He handed him to Meredith afterward. "I'm gonna go get cleaned up, I'll be back in a sec."
When Owen returned Evan was now in the arms of Cristina, and took Ethan from Meredith.
"I'll take over from here," and he joined Cristina in bed.
"Gosh, I cannot get over at how adorable these kids are. I would love to stay but I gotta get home to my two boys." She walked over to the bed and said goodbye to the twins.
"Good night Owen, and Cristina since you're getting discharged tomorrow I'll just visit you when you're home. It's mine and Derek's day off, and he's dying to see the twins."
Meredith left and Cristina and Owen turned their attention back to their babies.
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"12 weeks?!?!?" Cristina exclaimed.
"Yes Dr. Yang, 12 weeks," Dr. Shah repeated.
"Does the same go for Dr. Hunt?"
"He didn't give birth Dr. Yang. He doesn't need time to heal."
"He helped make them. It's only fair." She pleaded to Dr. Shah as if she were a judge.
"Dr. Yang that's something you need to discuss with your husband."
"But-," she stopped herself from interjecting once she saw Owen. He gave her a look that said please be quiet and listen, which she did in annoyance.
Dr. Shah continued explaining postpartum care, reminding her to schedule a check up six weeks from now. She told Cristina to expect mood swings, and to be sure to perform kegel exercises to help tone the pelvic muscles. When she finished rambling, Cristina continued signing all the necessary papers while Owen properly secured Ethan and Evan in car seats.
Once they settled on the road Cristina took this opportunity to take a quick nap.
While on the road Owen drove five miles under the speed limit. He was very cautious while changing lanes, and turning. The other drivers that graced the streets made him nervous and upset. They all seemed to be driving too fast, and feared they were putting his sons in danger.
When he finally pulled up to the driveway of their home he relaxed, and gently nudged Cristina to let her know they arrived. She sluggishly made her way inside, and brought the bassinets to their room next to their bed.
Owen brought them inside and gently placed Ethan and Evan in their bassinets. He kissed them tenderly on the cheek and joined Cristina in bed. As they spooned together, they both followed suit with their twins and drifted off to sleep. Both of them sharing the same thought; they're a family now.