Two more months, resulting in it being five months. Only leaving one month to go. Of course, Owen was stoked, why wouldn't he be? His girl was finally coming back home, in one piece. Never would Owen think he'd be this attached to a girl before, mostly a girl like Anya, someone strong and confident, maybe even more than he was; he couldn't be to sure. The days grew longer and the nights grew longer, as he waited for the month to pass, why was it taking so long? Usually a month flew by but now that he was actually waiting for something, no fast movements in time. It seemed as if a day lasted a year, he tried to endure it but all it did was drive him crazy.
A ringing sound roared through his room as he slept, he groaned as the sound rung into his ears and he sat up. Rubbing his eyes and yawning before climbing out of bed, in just his pajama shorts. Owen made his way over to his desk were his phone had been, he sat down at his desk and read the screen, 'One New Message From, Mom.' A thought went through his mind, why would his mom text him? She only texted him if there was an emergency. Hesitating to read the message, he just thought about what could possibly of happened. Finally he opened the text message and read it, 'Come downstairs, we need to talk.' Owen grew worried, not knowing if he had done something, he sighed as he replied, 'K'. He got up from his spot and walked over to his bed and grabbed a tank top that had been on the bed. He pulled it over his head and ruffled his hand through his hair. Grasping the handle of the door and twisted it, swinging it open before he walked down the stairs to his kitchen. Usually his parents would be in there but they weren't. He wondered into the living room, and they still weren't there. Owen grew frustrated not knowing where they were, he then walked into his father's office and there were his parents. "Sit down, Owen." His father instructed him pointing to a big fluffy chair, one that his father had had since Owen was three and he always sat on it. Nodding at his fathers command, he walked over to the chair and sat down, "Whats going on?" Owen questioned as his eyes flickered between both his mother and father. "Well..Owen." His mother had started but tears grew into her eyes. Owen's father sighed and Owen grew worried by the second, he didn't know what could be happening. They weren't getting divorced, he knew that. Everything in his family seemed to be fine. His father had been comforting his mother for a moment as Owen had looked around the room and his eyes fell upon a letter from Anya. Without thinking, he stood up to fast and went right down, light headed. Owen's father helped Owen up and instructed him to sit back down. He gave in, he sat down but he was at the edge of the seat. "What does that letter say?" He questioned with anger and worry in his eyes. "Just calm down Owen, Me and your mother are gonna leave the room as you read it.." He told Owen as he handed his son the letter and then both his parents walked out. Owen grabbed the letter and pulled it out of the already opened envelope. Owen's eyes fell upon the letter, 'Due to an injury, Anya Marie MacPherson may not be home within commanded time. A week would probably be added to her stay. The Injury; Anya had been wounded during an obstacle training, she was climbing up the wooden wall but fell. Not a major injury but it sure was painful, her knee had be fractured and she has to stay in bed rest until noted. Sorry for any inconvience.' Owen took in a deep breath and tears filled his eyes. He knew that her mother would have gotten the same letter, he was crushed and worried. He stormed out of the room, and walked over to the front door opening it. The door was slammed by his father, "Where are you going Owen?" He demanded an answer but Owen re-opened the door and ran out.
Reaching the MacPherson's household, catching his breath as he stood on the sidewalk. There was three cars in the driveway, usually there would be one. He walked up to the door, and knocked quickly and loudly for a moment, waiting for an answer. Stepping back, shaking slightly. He heard heels clicking through the door, knowing it was Pam. The last time Owen had seen her, was when Anya left, months ago. The door was swung open and there was Pam, crying. Owen automatically, felt the need that he had to hug her. But before he could make a move, Pam pulled Owen into a hug, crying into his shoulder. Owen rubbed her back, fighting his own tears. "Sorry, Please..Please come in." Pam said as she let go of Owen and stepped aside as Owen walked in. She shut the door as he walked in. Owen's eyes fell on Sav, who was sitting on the couch looking miserable. Of course, this had angered Owen, due to Sav being Anya's ex. Sav had seen Owen walk in and he looked pissed when he saw Owen. Sav had been holding letters in his hand, that had Anya's name on it. Right after noticing them, Owen furiously went over to Sav. "Dude, why the hell are you fucking writing to my girlfriend?" Owen said with deep anger flaring out. The only other people in the room was Anya's parents and Fiona. They all left the room, with tears filling their eyes, they couldn't stop Owen at this point. Sav stood up, but Owen was taller, not by much though. "Your girlfriend, wrote me first Sherlock." Sav told him, looking into his eyes with no fear in them at all. Owen furrowed his eyebrows together, Anya knew that Owen didn't like Sav just because of both of their history together, but she still wrote to him? But Owen didn't know what to believe. He pushed Sav back down into his sitting position, "I doubt that." He said with a roll of his eyes before turning around towards the kitchen, where Pam and Fiona were. Sav stood up and grabbed Owen's arm, turning him around towards him, "Don't doubt me, you jealous? Because we actually had planned sex?" Sav asked trying to piss Owen off. Owen jerked his arm away from Sav and punched him in the face, "Fuck off." Owen said before he walked into the kitchen, leaving Sav in the living room. Then he approached Pam, "I'm sorry Pam. For what just happened and for what happened when Anya was here." He said with a sigh, sitting down at the table. Pam gave Owen a sweet smile, "Don't worry about it Owen, your like a part of this family. And im glad your here, i was hoping that you found out so i didn't have to tell you myself." She explained to him, "But when Anya does return, i doubt shes going back." Pam added quickly before Owen answered. "I assumed that. It sucks really, she wanted this so bad, and now she can't." He said with a sigh. Hours passed as the two talked, a knock was at the door. Pam got up from the conversation and walked over towards to the door to answer it. Owen followed her as she got up and it was his father at the door. The two adults were talking as Owen leaned against the wall waiting for them to finish. He knew that his father was here to pick him up. After a few minutes of them talking, his father spoke to Owen, "Come on Owen, its bout time you be getting home." He instructed. Owen walked towards the door and Pam caught him in another hug, "Shes gonna be just fine Owen. Stop by whenever you want." She whispered to him. When Pam let go of the grasp she had on Owen, he nodded and walked out the door, climbing in his fathers car.
Passed out in his bed, Owen again heard his phone, but luckily it wasn't to early. He groaned as he got out of bed and walked over to his desk where his phone was charging. He sat down in the chair and grabbed his phone off the charger, 'One New Message From, Alli.' Why had Alli texted him he wondered. Opening the text message and reading it, 'Hey, i heard about Anya from my brother. I'm sorry. If you want, i could come over and talk you through it if you want..or something. ~Alli' He read the text and for the first time in a few days, he smiled. Owen of course replied, 'Yeah sure, sounds fun, come on over.' He then put his phone down, walking over into his bathroom and turned on the shower. He got undressed and then stepped in the shower. Only ten minutes passed until he was all cleaned. He turned off the shower and stepped out, grasping his towel and wrapping himself. Walking into his room, over to the dresser, he pulled out a pair of shorts and slid them on. Owen dropped the towel on his bed and then pulled a white shirt over his head. Grabbing the towel once again, and run it through his hair, messing it up hoping it would dry. After a few seconds of doing that, he dropped the towel, leaving his hair the way it was. He could hear a knock on the door, but he didn't bother to go downstairs and answer it. He just walked over to his bed and layed down, staring up at the cieling. Hearing the clicking of her heels coming up the hallway and up to his door. The door opened and Owen looked up and saw Alli, resulting in him to smile. Alli ran her fingers through her hair and walked over to the side of his bed sitting down next to him. She was awfully close to Owen, and right now, Owen just needed something to take his mind off of Anya. No words were said. Owen leaned up and placed his hand on the side of Alli's neck and he pressed his lips against hers. Alli's eyes opened wide, but they drifted shut, returning the kiss. After a few seconds, Alli found herself ontop of Owen, him sucking at her neck causing her slight moans. Time passed and they started undressing eachother, and they wound up sleeping together. Luckily they weren't loud and his parents didn't suspect anything. After they were done, Owen grew to feel terrible, regretting it. But he did enjoy it. His eyes flew open and Alli was already up getting dressed, Owen sat up and just looked at her, "You going home?" He questioned her softly. Alli looked at him and nodded, "Yeah.. I'll talk to you later Owen.." She said looking uncomfortable and then walked out of his room. He released a deep sigh, falling back into his pillow, putting his hands over his face.
Regret filled Owen as the days went on. Regret and worry. He couldn't forgive himself for doing that to Anya, but she didn't even know. Owen knew that when Anya came back, he would have to tell her, he couldn't go without Anya knowing. It may ruin them as a relationship but honesty is what Anya does deserve. But Owen broke his promise to himself, to never hurt Anya, but he knew when she found it, she would be broken, and upset; all his fault. No one but Alli and Owen knew about them hooking up, unless Alli had told someone, but from what Owen knew, no one knew but the two.