Sheriff Shepherd looked over the list of people who were still at the wedding. If there had been foul play, one of these could be the murderer.

(1) Mrs Gloria Jennings, wife of the deceased.

(2) Alex and Izzie Karev, the bride and groom. Alex is deceased's step-son.

(3) Reed Adamson, the Mayor's secretary.

(4) Susannah Hunt and her son, Owen, who run Hunt's Farms.

(5) Cristina Yang and Meredith Grey, out of town visitors for the wedding.

(6) Teddy Altman, proprietor of Lucky's Diner and caterer for the dessert at the wedding.

(7) Henry Burton, auto mechanic.

(8) Harper Avery and his grandson, Jackson, proprietors of the Mercantile Supply store.

(9) Dr. Richard Webber and his nurse, Patricia.

(10) Dr. George O' Malley and his nurse, Olivia.

(11) Miranda Bailey, attorney.

(12) Mark Sloan, proprietor of Huntsville Gas Station.

(13) Callie Torres, high school principal

Of course, there was also himself and Deputy Kepner still present at the wedding but he was certain that neither of them was a suspect.

From his interviews, he found that many of the Huntsville residents had deep-seated resentment against the Mayor but were those reasons enough to kill Jennings, if foul play had indeed taken place at the wedding.

He went through his notes. Harper Avery had been at odds with the Mayor about his plan to bring a SuperCenter into town, which would sharply cut into Avery's mercantile store's business. With the mayor gone, the plans for the SuperCenter died with him.

Then there was Reed Adamson, the Mayor's secretary. There had been rumors that Reed had been having a torrid affair with the Mayor and that he was planning to break it off with her. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, Shepherd thought.

Keeping in the angry woman vein, there was also the Mayor's wife, Gloria. She had been a divorced woman, who had married the mayor. Given her former experience with her ex-husband, she probably would not put up with her second husband's philandering ways and could also have offed him. Then, there was her son, Alex, who probably could not stand the way the mayor was treating his mother. He too had a motive.

Then, there was Dr. Webber and his nurse, Patricia. They were unceremoniously being removed by the mayor, from the clinic, after years of serving the community. Maybe, they too had grouses. Dr. O' Malley and his nurse, Olivia, were only here for a short while, and they were actually benefiting from the ouster of Webber and his nurse, so they probably were not viable suspects.

Neither were the out of town visitors, Cristina Yang and Meredith Grey. They didn't even know who the mayor was, unless they were hired assassins, which he doubted. Besides, he did have a thing for the blonde, as did Hunt for the brunette. Keeping them in town longer was just an added bonus for both of them.

Speaking of Hunt, he and his mother were fighting an increase in property taxes that was being instituted by the mayor. As the largest property owner in Huntsville, their property tax bill would have skyrocketed. They, too, had reason to resent the mayor.

The lawyer, Miranda Bailey, had a long and bitter history with mayor, often clashing at Town Council meetings, while she represented the interests of her clients. Still, he wondered if that was enough reason to murder the man.

The high school principal, Callie Torres, had been at odds with the mayor, over budget cuts at the school. The cuts had resulted in a loss of the arts and music program, some special education classes and several teachers. But surely, she wouldn't kill the man for losing some classes and teachers, Shepherd thought.

Mark Sloan, proprietor of the only gas station in Huntsville, had long been prevented from expanding his business by the mayor. His expansion plans for his gas station had not been approved by the mayor, which he said, stymied the growth of his business. With Jennings' death, he could probably get his expansion plans approved. Was that enough to kill the mayor?

Then, there was Henry Burton, the auto mechanic. The mayor had declared that his auto shop was an eyesore in the town and threatened to have him removed to the outskirts of town, which would seriously put a dent into his business. Henry was such a mild-mannered man; it was difficult to even think of him as a murderer.

Teddy Altman, the owner of the diner, was rumored to have been one of the mayor's sexual conquests. She had taken over her mother's diner and catering business when she was 22. It was thought she had secured a catering contract for the town council because she had given sexual favors to the mayor, a situation that went on for several years. This continued until he married Gloria Karev. Teddy had not taken kindly to being replaced in the mayor's bed but he tried to appease her by allowing her to cater a few town-sponsored functions, which did not pay as well as her previous contract. Did she still bear a grudge against the mayor?

Shepherd knew that all of this speculation would be for naught if the autopsy proved that Mayor Jennings had died of natural causes. He had already contacted the Millbrook coroner's office and Dr. Preston Burke would be in town by 9 a.m. the next morning to conduct the autopsy.

Shepherd was still reading through his notes, when he was interrupted by Hunt.

"Shepherd, can we leave now? I would like to take my mother and the girls home. They are getting tired," Owen said. He looked around for Cristina and noticed that Avery kid chatting with her.

"Yes, I think I am through here," Shepherd said. "You can take them home. Tell Meredith I will call her in the morning."

"Yeah, sure. Thanks." Owen said, absentmindedly, as he watched the Avery boy hand Cristina a business card. The boy gave her a dazzling smile. She smiled back and nodded. Jackson walked away and left with the reception hall with his grandpa.

Owen went to Cristina. "What was that all about with Jackson Avery?" he asked. He was wondering whether Avery had hit on her.

"Oh, he was telling me that he and his grandpa owned the big mercantile store in town and that I should come and visit and see what it is like," she said, as she put the business card into her purse.

"Was that all?" he asked. The Avery kid was so good-looking that many a girl's head had been dazzled by his beautiful green eyes. The boy had his own personal groupie following among the high school girls, who would just go to the cafe at the store, to just stare at him. He didn't want Cristina to be one of them, especially since he wanted to be the one for her.

"Yup, it won't hurt to see the place, given that I am stuck here. Might pass the time," she said.

"I will take you tomorrow," he said. If she was going to the store, he might as well be around to observe if Avery was going to try anything.

"Okay, thanks," she said. "Can we leave now? My feet are hurting me."

"Yeah, we can go. Let's get Meredith and my mom," he said, taking her hand into his and intertwining their fingers.

When they got to the SUV, Mrs. Hunt told Cristina to sit in the front with Owen. She was not blind. She could see her son was into this girl. Maybe this was the girl that would bring the grandchildren she so desired. If so, she was going to do everything in her power to make it happen. Owen thanked his mother with his eyes. She twinkled back at him.

When they got to the house, everyone went to their rooms to change out of their clothes, take a shower and get ready for bed. Cristina was already changed in her pajamas, when she heard a soft knock on her door. What did Meredith want, she wondered, because she was ready to go to bed. She reluctantly rolled off the bed and opened her bedroom door.

Standing outside of her room was Owen. He said quietly, "Would you like to come to my room?" He glanced around as he said it, apparently on the lookout for his mother. While his mother was aware of his attraction for the girl, she was not really one for hanky-panky going on under her roof, even though Owen was a grown man and certainly no virgin.

Cristina thought about it for about five seconds before she nodded. He put his finger to her lips to indicate that she should be quiet. That kind of thrilled her, since it seemed like it was something forbidden. She tip-toed behind him, as she followed him to his room. He opened the door, let her in and softly closed it behind him.

She took a look around. The room was twice the size of hers and was quite masculine in feel. It looked like the kind of room that a man like him would have. It was decorated in charcoal grey and burgundy with light accents.

"Interesting," she said.

"What do you mean by that? Interesting good or interesting bad?" he asked, wondering if he was being scrutinized.

"Interesting good. It reflects who you are. Very masculine," she said. "So why did you bring me here?"

"Why do you think?" he asked, laughing.

"Whatever do you mean," she batted her eyelashes, grinning. He walked quickly to her and bent down to kiss her. "Just wanted to continue what we were doing on the dance floor," he said, as his lips met her own. She literally melted in his arms. She was weak, as he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her across to his bed and laid her on the bed.

They started making out, furiously; their tongues were entwined around each other's. Owen knew he was getting extremely aroused, as he could feel the stiffening of his cock. She could feel his undeniable hardness against her. She was as aroused as he was, if she could judge by how moist she felt between her legs.

He pulled away from her. "I don't want to stop but I will if you tell me to," he said, staring into her eyes. He was asking for her permission to continue.

"I want you, too," she said. With that, he dragged off his clothes and slipped off her own. As she lay naked before him, he uttered, "God, you're beautiful," before he slipped down to taste her. Her body jerked in response to his tongue and lips feasting on her. He certainly knew how to use that tongue of his. Waves of ecstasy engulfed her body, as he reached up with his hand to touch her face. She drew his fingers into her mouth and lightly bit and sucked at them. She pulled him up to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips.

"I want you, now," she said.

"Me, too," he whispered. "Are you on birth control?"

She nodded and that was the cue he needed before he plunged himself into her with one swift action.

"God!" she screamed, as she felt him push himself deep inside of her.

"Shhh! Remember there are other people in the house," he said, laughing.

"Sorry, I will make every effort to come quietly, when it's time," she whispered back, giggling.

She appreciated a ferocity in her sexual partners that some of her previous lovers had not understood. From the cues that she gave him, he definitely knew that she liked it hard and fast. As he pounded into her, she wrapped her legs around him and dug into his back with each thrust. When she came, it was like the most amazing release she had ever felt and she made sure to moan quietly even though she wanted to scream. She came twice before he did. When he finally climaxed, it was like total bliss for him. He hadn't had sex in a while because dating in a small town was hard, especially if there was no one he wanted to date.

As they lay back into the bed, they both were breathing heavily. "Oh, God, that was good!" she said.

"I am glad you appreciated it," he said. "I rather enjoyed that myself, immensely."

She snickered, "Our little mutual admiration society." He laughed. "I wonder if my mom heard anything," he said. "I do think that the springs in my mattress are pretty good and didn't squeak too much."

"This is so weird, having sex when your mom is in her bedroom, just a couple of doors away. Kinda reminds me of when you're a teenager and you're trying to sneak your boyfriend into your bedroom, without your parents knowing," she said.

"So you did that when you were a teenager? Huh," he said. He realized that he didn't want to think of her with any other lovers.

"No, of course not. I was a good girl," she countered, with a smile.

"I don't want you to be a good girl, right now," he said, as he caressed her breast.

"Let me show how bad I can be," she said, as she went down and took his cock into her mouth, teasing the tip with her tongue. She could feel him hardening again, as she pulled the tip in and out of her mouth.

"You're very good at being bad," he said. "And I like it."

"Thank you," she said, as she went down on him, again.

It was early in the morning, around 4.30 a.m. that Cristina sneaked back into her room. She promptly fell asleep and finally got up around 6.30 a.m. She took a quick shower, dressed and went down for breakfast at around 7 a.m. Everyone else was already there at the breakfast table.

"There you are, sleepy head," Meredith said. Cristina took the seat, next to Meredith, in an effort not to be too close to Owen. She could not look at him, directly because she felt that it would give it away where she had spent the night. Meredith looked at Owen and Cristina. Yesterday, they couldn't keep their hands off each other with all that kissing on the dance floor and today, they couldn't look at each other and had these sheepish grins on their faces.

The realization dawned on Meredith. Cristina had dirty sex with Owen Hunt. She was shocked at their audacity. Having sex while his mother was in the house. "Way to go, Cristina," Meredith thought.

Mrs. Hunt looked at her son. She always knew when he was feeling guilty of something. He never could hide it, since he was a little boy. He also seemed unable to look at the girl that he was obviously crazy about. She knew instantly what had transpired and thought how sneaky he was. He had obviously spent the night with the girl in his room. This girl was definitely the one who was going to finally give her grandchildren.

A/N: Please review. I like reading them. Thanks for your comments.