A/N: The second installment for you guys. Let me know what you think?

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Cristina watched Owen enter his office from a distance. She hadn't seen Doctor Marling today, so she took the opportunity to talk to him with both hands. She walked towards the room and gently knocked on the door. "Can I come in?"
He was sat behind his desk and his bright blue eyes rose to meet hers. "Of course."
Cristina walked in, quietly closing the door behind her. She hadn't told him she was pregnant, mainly because she didn't know how to break the news. He was with another woman and it wasn't exactly planned. She could feel his eyes still trained on her and she walked to stand in front of the desk, waiting for her to start talking like he always would. She felt almost comforted by it, by the way he watched her like they were still together; but him not knowing about the baby made her feel a little off. Cristina sighed, the feeling of not telling him becoming a heavier weight on her shoulders. She swallowed thickly, "I'm pregnant." Cristina saw Owen stiffen. His mouth dropped open slightly and he stood, walking round to stand next to her. Cristina's eyes dropped to the floor, he placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her body towards his.
"What?"
"I said I'm pregnant." Her eyes lifted from the floor and searched his waiting for his reaction. She was waiting for him to yell, that was surely going to be his reaction. Cristina moved away from his body and sighed, "I'm pregnant." She could feel the tears welling in her eyes and she buried her face into his chest. Owen didn't know what to do; he hesitantly wrapped his arms around his ex-wife. "Cristina? Sweetheart, don't cry. Please." He let her cry for a moment, holding her close, allowing her time to calm down, allowing him to answer all the questions that started popping up in his mind. "It was when we met up that time after Halloween wasn't it?" Cristina nodded into his chest. "This will be okay Cristina. I know it's difficult, I'm with Emma; but I don't have to be. If you want to keep it I can break it off with her and support you. We can be a family. But if you don't, then, then that's fine."
Cristina pulled back and looked up at him. "You can't break it off with your girlfriend just because your ex-wife is pregnant."
Owen cupped her face and wiped away the stray tears. "Cristina... Yes I can. I think she knows that you will always be the love of my life. A part of me will always love you." He stopped speaking for a moment, looking at her with love. "But whatever you decide; I will stand by you."
Cristina brought her hand to his cheek. "I- I don't know what to do."
"Do whatever you think is right. Take your time, make your decision and let me know." He placed a kiss on top of her head and gave her a small smile.
"I will think about it." She stepped back, out of his arms. "I promise that I will think about it. But if I come to the decision where I keep it you don't have to break it off with her."
"Yes I do. I love you Cristina Yang." Cristina swallowed, looking into his eyes once more before stepping back again. She offered a small apologetic smile before leaving the room. She headed towards the ladies bathroom. Everything was now up to her and for the first time she had no idea how to handle the situation; making her feel positively nauseous.