Cristina again woke up in Owen's bed. His naked body was sprawled all over her. She hadn't gotten up early to go back to her bedroom, again. No wonder she couldn't get up in time; he had her trapped underneath him.
Today was a busy day. She was going to get her medical examination at Dr. Webber`s clinic. Neeta had their stuff shipped overnight so it was going to be arriving today. It cost a lot of money but it was finally good to have more clothes to wear than what she currently had with her. Plus Owen said he would help her and Meredith move into the cottage, later that evening.
She shook him awake. "Get off me, Owen," she said. It would be the last time she would be sleeping in his bed because she was moving out of the house. He groaned as he rolled off her.
"Woman, why do you wake me up, when I am having a delicious dream about you?" he said.
"I gave you enough deliciousness last night. You have to dream about it, too?" she said, with a grin.
"Well, you're going to leave me today, so I have to start dreaming about it, since you won't be sleeping in my bed, anymore," he said, groaning. "How am I going to sleep again without this beautiful body wrapped around mine?"
"We have to move out. We have already stayed in your house for five nights, already. I am just going to live in town," she said. "And you can stay over at the cottage, if you want so it won't be any different."
"Why don't we get married so we don't have to move you out?" he said. They looked at each other and both burst out laughing.
"That is the best joke I've heard for the week," she said. Even though he was laughing, Owen was actually half-serious about getting married. He already knew that he was falling in love with the girl. They did get into being physical with each other really quickly but he chalked that up the fact that they thought she would have been leaving a couple of days ago. But thankfully for him, she was still there and was going to be around for quite a while.
She got up from the bed and pulled on her robe before quietly opening his door. She took a quick peek out before she stepped out and softly closed the door.
Owen sunk back into his pillows. He was going to miss her tiny body next to him, as they had spent the last three nights making love. It wasn't just sex to him. It was making love. He never thought he could fall this hard and this fast for someone. With all his previous girlfriends, it had taken him awhile to actually say that he loved them. In fact, he wasn't sure anymore that he loved any of his girlfriends. He had been fond of them but it wasn't the depth of feeling that he had for this girl. She infiltrated every sense that he had and inflamed all of his passions. He got drunk with lust, every time he was around her. But it wasn't just lust, it was backed by true feeling and emotion.
"I am going to miss you not being here all of the time, Cristina," he said, aloud. But he knew that they needed to really get to know each other better, other than just physically. He wanted to know everything about her – her favorite color, food, what she was like as a kid, that kind of stuff. He was beyond ecstatic that she had decided to stay so he could find out all of these things about her. He hugged his pillow tightly as the scent of her shampoo still lingered.
There was a soft knock on his door. "Owen," his mother said. "Are you going to get up? Lots of things to do today with the girls moving out."
"Yeah, Mom. I am getting up," he said.
They headed into town, after breakfast. They went first to the Mercantile, where they met Jackson, who handed her copies of her lease agreement, her contract, medical forms for the doctor and the keys for the cottage. She, in turn, handed him a check for the security deposit and the first month's rent. "Thank you," they both said to each other. Jackson noted the constant presence of Owen, whenever Cristina was around. He hoped that it wouldn't be the case, when she started working at the Mercantile.
Owen and Cristina got into the vehicle and headed to Dr. Webber's office. They had left Meredith at home to await the arrival of their belongings, which Neeta had sent.
They saw the young doctor O' Malley and his nurse, Olivia there, as well Dr. Webber's nurse, Patricia.
"Hello, Patricia," Owen said. "Cristina has come for a medical exam with Dr. Webber. She's taking a job at the Mercantile."
"My, my," Patricia said. "You got yourself a job here. A few days ago, you were just a visitor. And now you're becoming a resident. Is there anything that's keeping you here?" She had a twinkle in her eye.
Owen and Cristina both grinned. "I think that there are things in this town that I really, really like," Cristina answered, as Owen grabbed her hand and squeezed it.
"I guess you can go in and see him, now, Miss Yang. Can I call you Cristina? We're all very informal here in Huntsville," Patricia said.
"That's fine," Cristina said.
"You can't go in this time, Owen," Patricia said. "Clothes will be coming off."
If Patricia only knew that Owen had already seen all sides of her in its pure unadorned form, Cristina thought.
"Oh, okay," Owen said, taking a seat in the waiting room.
"Honey, there is a gown on the back of the door. Just put that on and wait for the doctor in Exam Room 1," Patricia said. Cristina gave Owen a quick look back, before disappearing into the exam room.
She changed quickly into the gown and waited on the examining room table for the doctor. Dr. Webber came in with her file and placed it down on his desk.
"So you're staying in town and you got yourself a job. You do work fast," Dr. Webber said. "First things first, let me take a look at the cut from Saturday. It is healing very nicely. Are you taking your antibiotics?"
"Yes, today is the last day for them," she said.
"Okay, good. So let's get started with this exam," Dr Webber said. He measured her height, weight and blood pressure. He checked her throat and listened for her breathing. He took down information on her immunization history. He also took down her detailed family medical history for herself and her parents. He got a urine sample and also drew blood. It was when he was drawing blood that Cristina wished Owen was in with her. He could have held her hand while Dr. Webber stuck the big needle in her.
"There we go," he said. "Patricia will take a chest x-ray. Just go into the other room. She will be there waiting."
Cristina had her chest x-ray done and returned back to the exam room to change back into her street clothes. After she changed, she went into Dr. Webber's office.
"Everything looks fine, Cristina," Dr. Webber said. "I guess circumstances dictated that you stayed with us here in Huntsville."
"Well, yes. I would have never been able to predict that the mayor would have died and forced us to stay here. Because of that, Meredith, my friend and I both lost our jobs back in LA. So we made the best of it and both of us now have jobs and we have a place to live," Cristina said.
"So you're not going to stay with the Hunts anymore?" Dr. Webber asked.
"No, we've probably overstayed our welcome there. We got a cottage a little outside of town, near a brook. It belongs to the Averys," Cristina said.
"Ah, the cottage where Sheila Avery used to paint. Lovely place that," he said.
"Yes, I like it," Cristina said. "I think we are going to be very comfortable there."
They were soon headed back to the farm, where they found Meredith on the porch, surrounded by boxes.
Cristina eagerly jumped out of the truck. "It came, it came. Oh, great, new stuff to wear."
Owen looked at the boxes with a heavy sigh. It really was happening. She was going to move out of the house.
"Well, I guess I better pack these boxes in the back of my truck," he said, as he started with one of the boxes.
"We better go and pack our stuff," Cristina said. She and Meredith went up to their rooms and quickly packed the stuff into their small suitcases. They ran back down, only to find all of the boxes already in the back of the truck. Susannah was also out on the porch.
"So, I guess, girls that this is it," Susannah said.
"Yes, it is. We just loved being here," Meredith said, giving the older woman a quick hug and a kiss.
"Yes, we have and your cooking has been amazing. We really want to thank you for your hospitality and letting us stay here," Cristina said.
"It was my pleasure," Susannah said, giving Cristina a tight hug.
The girls got into the vehicle and were excited and eager to move into the cottage. It was a quick drive to the cottage. Meredith was seeing it for the first time. "Ooh, it is so pretty," Meredith said.
"I told you it was," Cristina said, jumping out of the truck to open the door. The three of them started hauling the boxes out of the truck and into the cottage.
"I guess I will just leave you to unpack," Owen said.
"Yes, thank you," Cristina said, her eyes shining. She didn't have to look that enthusiastic about it, Owen thought. She was so excited that she even forgot to give him a kiss. He left and headed back to the farm.
Dinner was very quiet back at the farm with the two girls gone. Susannah noted Owen's melancholic spirit. "What's the matter, son? Missing the girl, already?" she asked.
He sighed and then sighed, again. "Come on, Owen, you can't tell me that you can't sleep in your bed alone tonight," Susannah said. Owen was shocked. His mother knew that Cristina had been sleeping in his room.
Susannah noted his shocked look. "Oh, Owen, you think I wouldn't know what was going on under my own roof. I think you've fallen hard for this girl." He nodded and sighed, again.
"Since you're going to be broody all evening, just finish up your dinner and drive across there. I certainly can see where your heart is," Susannah said.
Owen smiled, as he hurriedly finished his dinner. He packed an overnight case and headed across to the cottage. He noted that there was another vehicle parked in front of the cottage. He was surprised. The girls did not have a vehicle but apparently, they already had a visitor.
He knocked on the door, which was opened by Cristina. He was so happy to see her; he was not so happy when he saw Jackson sitting at the dining room table. His smile disappeared from his face.
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