**Hi all, thanks for the feedback. You guys are my awesome readers. Thinking about my first two fanfictions, I wish I knew how to write more slowly and depicted things in more details, because I loved the story lines of the first two ff very much. What can I say, I was a newbie and English is my second language! Maybe I'll revisit and edit them later.

**So yesterday, you got a chance to know more about Owen and Cristina's youngest daughter. And I'm glad some of you like her a lot. So today, I'll introduce you to Cristina and Owen's only son: Theo Yang Hunt. To be honest, this chapter was harder to write because it was in a boy's POV. So let me know how you think? And wait, don't tell me you will only love Teddy. I will gradually let you know all the children before you pick the favorite child! And don't worry that I go too offshore, next chapter will be Crowen centric. Once we get a background of all the children, we will revisit the parents!

**Last but not least, please enjoy. There's a hint of 18+ here, so read at your own risk. And, please, REVIEW!

Romeo and Juliet

"Faith, dinner is ready."

Hearing Theo's loud voice downstairs, Faith reluctantly stands up from the chair at her balcony that looks out over the street. She loves this little corner; it's her favorite place in the room where she can enjoy the view outside without getting out of the house. Here she catches the sight of her parents arriving home, hands in hands; or Teddy and Theo playing basketball in a beautiful afternoon. Faith recalls when her father let her choose among the five best houses, she chose this one because her room has a little balcony.

She rushes to the kitchen where the food is already served on the table. Not seeing Cristina, she asks: "Where's Mom?"

"She has to attend a banquet. She can't go to the airport with us." Teddy explains.

"That's fine. You will see me again in a month or so." Faith thinks about the White Coat Ceremony and can't feel happier.

Owen and the kids finish their dinner then start to load Faith's luggage on the car. They're on the way to the airport. Faith sits in front with her father; she's been quiet along the ride. Her mind wanders around the tattoo shop in Vegas where she imprinted herself with four letters FHDB merely a week ago. She then recalls her parent's fight that she and her siblings accidentally witnessed. Next, a nice graduation party that brought Theo closer to Jane. Faith and Teddy couldn't be happier about that fact and they made a lot of effort to join the young adults. Last but not least, Daniel came over to find her. He brought a storm over her family for the next two days, and now Faith is relieved that sunrays enter the house again.

"What a week." Faith exclaims.

"I know right? what a week!" Owen agrees with her.

"Hey Faith, can you do me a favor?" Still looking at the phone, Teddy asks her sister from the back seat.

"What is it?"

"There's a research going on at Stanford about male birth control. More specifically, they are researching an inhibitor to inactivate the digestive enzyme of the acrosome on the sperm."

"Interesting." Theo mumbles following his sisters' conversation.

"Uh huh, once exists a chemical that can inhibit this digestive enzyme, the acrosome cap on the sperm will not be able to break down the zona pellucida, and the sperm nucleus and the egg nucleus can't join." Faith explains, still with a serious countenance as she continues to look at her Iphone.

"Since when you're interested in sperm and male birth control, Faith?" Eyes still focused on the road, Owen asks, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"I'm not interested in sperm, Dad. I'm interested in the research." Faith exclaims.

"Okay, what do you want to know about that project? It seems very intriguing." Faith looks over her shoulder to ask Teddy.

"I need to know what stage the research is in, and the name of the supervisor of the project. As far as I know, he's not a senior lecturer at Stanford. He's working for a pharmaceutical company. And, I also need to know the name of the company."

Owen, Theo and Faith all can't believe in what they are hearing. It sounds like the girl is asking her sister to steal the track of a very potential research and information of the man behind the curtain.

"Are you plotting something illegal?" Faith furrows her eyebrows.

"Of course not. You are having the privilege of accessing any project of the school, that's why I asked you. I will tell you why I need this when the time comes." Teddy cheerfully answers with her naïve look.

"What do I get in return?" Faith smiles, rubbing her hands excitedly.

"More than you can ever ask for, Faith." Teddy responds with a mischievous smile.

Cristina's Institute driver sends her home safely at 11pm. Owen is working on his laptop in bed when she enters the room. He looks up to her mesmerizing beauty in the gorgeous emerald gown under the yellow shade of the lights. Owen stares at Cristina taking off the crystal earrings, wondering how she could still fit perfectly in that dress after all those years. Throughout the seventeen year span, Owen only saw Cristina in that dress five times. The first time when she was with Burke, competing against him and Jackson in buying Seattle Pres's research department. He knows the other four times must have been very important meetings as well, for Cristina's institute rapidly expands over time. He admits she is a stellar director.

"Hey honey, what are you doing?" Cristina cheerfully asks Owen.

"I'm reading the summary of the financial statements. It's about the end of the third quarter. This stuff gives me headache." He shakes his head, smiling.

Cristina stands at the entrance to the bathroom, she slowly unzips the dress, revealing her delicate back. She gets stuck in the middle of the way so she asks him for help:

"Can you help me unzip the rest?" She looks over her shoulder, smiling mysteriously.

Owen puts the laptop aside then walks over to help her with the rest of removing the dress. The strong scent of Chanel No.5 causes him to shake gently as he inhales. Flashback of the banquet seventeen years ago revive in his mind. He feels like his wife is ageless. She still takes his breath time after time.

Owen picks Cristina up and carries her onto their bed before completely unzipping the gown. He want to have some fun with his wife, but she grimaces:

"No no, Owen. You can't be brutal with this dress. It's my business dress. I get funded five millions every time I put it on."

"Okay." Owen sighs. He let her sit up then helps her unzip the rest of the gown, this time for real. Cristina smiles mischievously:

"Meredith complained to me that Derek was kicked off the project."

"So?" Owen gives her a quizzical look. He is still focused on the black strappy lingerie.

"It means you're on the project with Jackson again, and you lied to me." Cristina turns around and shoves Owen down onto the bed. She climbs on top of him, letting his eyes steer to the cleavage of her breasts.

"Yes, there was a change of plan." He lies down quietly, enjoying the view of Cristina in the hot lingerie on top of him.

"What plan?" She tilts down to give Owen a kiss.

Owen responds to her kiss passionately before he abruptly opens his eyes wide again. Cristina is tricking him into her lust trap again. He remembers the first time, Cristina tricked him to leak information about his course of treatment for a cancer patient. She was his ally at first then she realigned to be Dr. Webber's ally. There were a few more times that Owen was naïve so she could retrieve information from him. But not this time, nah nah. Owen knows a big deal is coming up and he is very alarmed this time.

"Nothing" Owen grins.

"I know what you and Jackson plan, honey. You don't need to pretend that you two are dangerous." Cristina whispers to Owen's ear then licks the secret spot that makes him goosebump.

"Tell me then." Owen gently pushed her aside so that he can be on top of her this time. He's thinking about flipping the situation over, in which he will trick her into leaking her information.

Owen puts his hand behind her body to unstrap the bra. Her breasts pop up, small and pinky. Owen chuckles. He is turned on, thinking about how playing dirty with Cristina may give him useful information as well. Still being on top of Cristina, Owen puts his index finger into his mouth and wets it to Cristina's stare. As he stares back at her lustfully, he thinks about how dirty he is right now; but he already looks like a male prostitute, so who cares anyway.

Owen slowly removes his finger from his mouth, still keeping his flirty eyes on Cristina. He starts to rub the wet index finger on her nipples and harden it. He asks her, using his warm voice:

"Who were you meeting today, honey?"

Cristina starts to groan but she doesn't let herself easily lose the battle.

"Some VIPs along with a State representative." Owen can tell she's breathing a little more rapidly.

"Oh, you're into politics now, honey?" He finds the game rather exciting because he's getting some useful information. Owen slowly removes his finger that makes Cristina's nipples harden. He gently runs the same finger vertically through her belly then the hot triangle below her abdomen. He can feel the damp from the delicate panty.

"Sort of." Cristina tries not to leak so many information even though she's feeling out of control right now.

"Interesting. My beautiful wife, who is Kraum Institute's director, is meeting a State representative. Are you lobbying for…something?" As Owen slips out the word "something", he quickly moves his hand inside Cristina's panty and inserts the same index finger to her warm hole. She groans out loud.

"Ahh… I haven't locked the door, Owen."

"Okay then." He removes his body from hers and walks over the door to lock, still with a dangerous smile on his lips. Owen leans on the door, looking at Cristina lying topless on the bed and rubs his hands: "Shall we continue, honey?"

"Maybe…not." She cocks her head up and shakes.

"Why not?" He walks over and climbs on top of Cristina again. Owen's finger resumes the in and out motion that it was doing while he whispers to her ear: "Tell me what you're doing and I'll make you scream in happiness."

"Forget it." Cristina fakes a stern look, trying to resist Owen's hotness.

"Fine, then. I have to sleep early, tomorrow's Monday." He removes all his contacts on her body and jumps out of bed, heading to the bathroom. Owen smirks as he walks away.

"Argh, Owen. I hate you. You seduce me for information." She yells out loud.

"You did that to me all the time." Owen yells back at Cristina.

Theo wakes up at 5:30 in the morning. As usual, he looks up to the agenda hung on the wall. "Shit, movie with Jane at six." He mumbles. Freshening up his face, he rushes to his parent's bedroom to find Owen. He really needs to talk to his dad today about the upcoming date with Jane. He's been nervous because he never officially dated any girl.

The master bedroom door is unlocked. Glancing around the room, he only sees his mother sleeping sound on the bed. He walks over to Cristina and shakes her gently, "Ma, where's dad?"

"I don't know." She groans, eyes shutting.

"Come on Ma."

"On call room in the hospital. He had to stay overnight." Cristina pulls the pillow to her head and continues to sleep.

What a great way to start the day, now that his father is not at home. Theo plans to call Owen but it's too early, so he decides to just gets out of the house for a usual morning run. The light foggy atmosphere fortunately makes him feel a little better.

After coming home and taking a shower, he puts on the light blue scrub and socks, ready for the volunteer event of the week. His father was right; coming to the primary care clinic makes him feel much better. Long queue of patients, sick, old and poor gives him the thrill to act on his best and outperform himself. Helping them erase the pain helps you alleviate your own pain. Owen's advice lingers in his head. The more Theo volunteers, the more he realizes he enjoys the patient care aspect of medicine. He couldn't care less about medical researches like his mother or his sister.

He finally finishes his shift at two so he drives Faith's white Volkswagen home. The house is quiet, for Teddy has been working as a bank teller for three days now. Theo finds some food that Teddy left on the kitchen table; he eats them with high satisfaction then takes a quick nap. When he wakes up, it's already four. Owen's phone continues to go straight to voice mail box, so Theo gives up the idea of calling his father. He takes another shower then dresses up in a blue shirt and khakis. Teddy said blue shirt makes his eyes stand out, so he decides this is the best outfit he can wear for a date.

Theo drives to a neighborhood supermarket and buys a bouquet of flowers. He learns this rule from his dad that women deserve to receive flowers. To be honest, he was feeling okay until he comes out of the market with a bouquet in his hand. He's not sure he's nervous because of the date itself or Jane's parents.

April opens the door and as usual, welcomes Theo with a cheerful hug. He feels a little better at the presence of April's angelic smile. She invites him in and walks him to the bright and luxurious living room. "It's the Avery's house, for God's sake, the one that shelters the people who own 75% the shares of the Foundation," he thinks. Although Theo has been familiar with the walls and the rooms since his diaper time, he never imagined walking into this house one day to ask an Avery girl a night out.

"Uncle Jackson." Theo stands up and shakes hand with Jackson Avery as he descends from upstairs.

"Hey Theo. What brings you here?" Jackson seems innocent to Theo's visit. He smiles and points the boy to sit down at the couch.

"I would like to ask Jane to go see a movie with me." Theo replies firmly without forgetting to smile.

"Oh, you mean you want to go on a date with her tonight?" Jackson's eyebrows scrunch up in surprise.

"Yes. And I am a serious person. I respect Jane and have no plan to play around with her whatsoever. So, please don't worry that I will do anything harmful to her." Theo just spits it out, all at once. Then he realizes what a dilemma he just creates and looks down the floor.

April just stands by the fireplace near the couch. Looking at her husband and the teenage boy, who are now both speechless in an uncomfortable atmosphere, she walks toward Theo and place her hand on his shoulder, "Of course, we know you're a good boy, Theo. Your mom and dad had just prepared you so well for the meeting with the father of the girl, huh?"

"Not really. I was expecting the same reaction that my dad expressed towards my sisters' boyfriends. I was kinda rude, I'm sorry." Theo stutters. Where has his confidence gone?

April turns to Jackson. "Jackson, say something to him. He's prepared for the worst of you."

"Okay, well then, she's 16, just so you know. I hope you mean what you said." Jackson is still recovering from the surprise that this boy brought to him. "And April, can you drive the kids to the theatre?" He steers his conversation to his wife.

"They can drive themselves, Jackson. He's 17." April grimaces.

"They can't. He's not 18 yet. He's not allowed to drive someone under 20." Jackson sighs.

"Well then you should give them a ride. I'm busy going over the budget with your assistance and preparing the dinner." April stands up, snapping at Jackson. Theo can tell he didn't arrive at the right time.

"Excuse us, Theo. Please just wait here. One of us will drive you two to the theatre, once Jane comes down." Jackson says utters; the stern look on his face hasn't disappeared yet.

"I'm sorry to take up your time. Is Jasmine at home? She can join us as well. I mean she's 19, she's allowed to drive us right?" Theo mumbles incoherently, feeling uncomfortable with the trouble he's just created.

"She can drive you two, but she's not at home, Theo. Just wait here." Jackson leaves the living room and follows April to the kitchen which is a block away from the couch Theo is sitting.

Theo tries not to listen to the conversation between Jackson and April, but they are arguing intensely and he can get an idea what the fight is about. He bets the third quarter of the fiscal year at Grey Sloan is coming up, and they are stressed about the performance of the hospital reflected on the financial statement. Theo adores April and respects Jackson individually, but he can tell the responsibility of taking over the hospital and the Foundation are too heavy on their shoulders. He recalled the quietness and sadness in Jane's eyes the other night she and her mother visited Owen. Can't people just be happy like his parents?

The silhouettes of Jackson and April arguing in the kitchen keep appearing in his head as he closes his eyes. Theo notices the high pitch voice breaks down and starts to blend in with some sobbing and sniffing. He's known of Aunt April as a soft person, and he wants to walk over and check out what's wrong, but he knows it's not the appropriate thing to do. Theo leans on the couch, trying to pace his breaths.

"Come on, Theo! You must go with me."

Theo would never forget the girly voice of Chelsea every time she insisted him in doing something. With the same teary eyes and purred lips, she had managed him to give up his favorite toy in the day care for her as well as let her copy his Math homework when they were in grade eight. She had manipulated him since they were four, and he suffered delightfully because she was his closest friend besides Teddy. His best memories were the times they sat at the back of the classes in junior high. Teddy was small so she sat up front, but Chelsea was as tall as him and they always had fun in the back.

The other reason Theo never fought back Chelsea even when she was unreasonable was because he liked to see her smiling. He was too young to know what love was, but deep inside him, there was a protection instinct that made Theo wanted to bring Chelsea happiness. She cried many times on the phone with him as her parents argued downstairs. Her mother was so obsessed with the hospital work as a doctor and her father had an affair. Theo usually listened to her hoarse voice in silence, knowing that no words could help erase Chelsea's sorrow. He usually came to class the next morning, sharing Chelsea the cookies that Faith and Teddy had made. He introduced Chelsea to Teddy when they were six, and Teddy was fond of the girl. They had been good friends, and Theo was glad that he and his sister could bring the smile to Chelsea out of the swollen eyes and red faces.

So that evening when Chelsea asked him to hang out, she used her teary eyes and purred lips to win him again. He had a lot of homework to do, but he came over her house anyway and they waited for her mother to drive them to the cinema. Mrs. Winsor came home with the tired look as usual,yet she managed to have a quick dinner so she could take her daughter to the cinema with her friend. Theo and Chelsea sat on the back, swinging along with the rhythm of the music being played. The stereo system of the luxury car was amazing.

Mrs. Winsor turned the volume down as her phone rang. She picked it up and started to argue angrily with her husband like every other nights. Theo didn't pay attention to what she was saying, because all he cared about was Chelsea's sad look. They got on the highway and the fight got heated even further. Out of nowhere, an 18 wheel truck from the left lane changed into their lane. Mrs. Burton hit the brake abruptly to keep the distance from the truck, and the innovative airbag system immediately popped up. It popped up to Mrs. Winsor, Theo and Chelsea's faces. She lost her sight and steered her wheeled in an uncontrollable manner. The minivan hit the wall and fell down from 16 feet high.

The minivan's innovative safety system saved Theo and Mrs. Winsor's lives. But they lost Chelsea. She wasn't wearing seat belt in the rear seat.

Jane descends the stairs, looking breathtakingly adorable in a blue dress. It's like she and Theo have a thing for blue clothing. She tiptoes to Theo, smiling: "Sorry I'm late. Let's go!"

"Dad?" Jane's voice echoes the spacy living room.

Theo gestures his head towards the kitchen. Jane whirls around, seeing the shadow of her mom and her dad pacing around and waving arms, indicating another argument. She sighs then walks over the kitchen. "Mom, Dad? Who can drive us?"

Theo can see April wiping her tears from afar. She forces a smile when she sees Theo again. "Let's go Theo, or you'll be late for your movie." April gently wraps her arm around Jane's shoulder.

Theo feels like he can't stand up because of the heaviness inside his heart. He slowly follows the women out of the house, his hand still holding the bouquet of flower.

Jane stops in the middle of the hallway and turns around to look at Theo. She smiles : "Come on, Theo! Walk faster. You must go with me!"

Theo stands still for a second. Eventually, he takes all his effort to stride towards Jane and hands her the bouquet. To her surprise, he shakes his head and mumbles some incoherent words, "Jane. You look beautiful. But I'm so sorry. I really can't go out with you today."

Theo paces quickly out of the mansion, then climbs into the Volkswagen and drives straight to Grey Sloan hospital.

"Incoming trauma. Candice Winsor, 42 year old female involved in a car crash accident. The car fell down from the highway of 16 feet. Critical status. Multiple blunt trauma protocol. Tachycardic and hypotensive enroute. Depressed skull fracture with a probable bleed."

"Get her to Trauma 1, immediately." Dr. April Kepner was in charge of the pit that night.

" Incoming trauma! Theodore Yang Hunt, 14 year old male involved in the same accident. Fair status. Vital stable. Mutiple tibial fractures and dislocated shoulder. Intubated in the field. Foreign object near the eye."

April Kepner was looking down the chart when she listened to the report of the next patient. She dropped her jaw, running forward to the cart to look carefully at the red hair boy. She yelled out "Trauma 2. Page ortho and pediatrics, now! Also, call Dr. Hunt. The boy is his son."

Teddy was reading a book while Cristina was working on the laptop in her room. The girl lied next to her mother, biting her nails as she was following an adventure of the characters in the book. Suddenly she sat up, gasping heavily.

"What's wrong Teddy?" Cristina looked at Teddy, eyebrows arched up.

"Ma…I felt like I was falling from a roller coaster." Teddy put her hand on the chest, feeling the pain coming from within.

"Are you okay? You have heart attack? Lie down." Cristina put her hand at the back of Teddy's neck and supported her as she lie down. She loosened the clothing on Teddy's body then grabs a phone to dial 911.

"No, don't call 911. I don't have heart attack. Just a sharp chest pain that went up and disappeared." Teddy closed her eyes, hand still on the heart that was pacing wildly. "Ma. I really feel like I fall down from a roller coaster."

As Teddy tried to gain her normal breath, Cristina ran to the kitchen to get her some water. Owen rushed to her, eyes teary, scared and frustrated. He gasped: "Theo got in a car accident. The car fell down from 16 feet high. Multiple fractures and dislocated shoulder. He was intubated in the field."

"Oh my god Owen, oh my god." Owen held Cristina tight as she gripped his hand and sat down on the nearest stool. Her eyes started to fill with tears. Owen yelled out loud: "Faith! Teddy! Come over immediately!"

The girls quickly resumed at the kitchen to see her mother sobbing. Owen took a deep breath before speaking up: "Girls, I need you to calm down, okay? I want you to calm down. Theo has been involved in a car accident and he's in the hospital now. He's in a surgery. But he's stable. We will come and visit him altogether, okay? But you need to calm down."

Faith pressed her mouth with her hands to muffle a loud cry but Teddy just stood still, staring at her mother. Suddenly, it all became clear to her as to why she felt like she was free falling from a roller coaster. She hugged her mother, patting her back: "Mom, mom, please be okay."

Teddy ran into her parent's room to grab her mother handbag that she knew the wallet and cellphone were inside. She ran out and held her mother's hand, leading her outside where Owen started up the engine. Faith managed to close the door, hands trembling. They got into the car, trying to stop crying and remained calm.

The whole family was not allowed to enter the galleria even though Owen and Cristina persuaded Dr. Bailey to let them in. They sat at the waiting room, waiting anxiously for someone to come out and update the status. Owen paced around then sat next to Cristina, holding her in his arms and consoling her.

Teddy held Faith's hand as her sister was still sniffing. She whispered: "Faith. I had a chest pain. I felt like I was free falling from a roller coaster."

"What are you talking about?" Faith gazed at her sister, confused.

"I think…when Theo fell, I felt like I was falling. But he will be fine." Teddy reassured Faith.

Faith longed at Teddy, then pulled her closer to her chest and hugged.

Callie rapidly approached Owen and Cristina. He stood up, eyes all red and swollen: "Is he okay?"

"The surgery went very well. I repaired and sealed all the fractures. He got a moderate piece of glass planted near his left eye, but no eye injury. You can all come and see him now. Oh, and he was holding this tightly when he got in." Callie handed over Owen a few blue crystal beads. He furrows his eyebrow:"What is this?"

Teddy looked over the crystal beads that were sparkling in Owen's hand. She dropped her jaw: "It's from Chelsea. Was Chelsea with him? Is she okay, Aunt Callie?"

"The girl? Chelsea Winsor? She didn't make it to the hospital." Callie shook her head.

Theo parks the car then marches determinedly to the hospital. He stops by the familiar nurse station that he used to play around when he was little. "Mrs. Thomas, do you know where my father is?"

"Dr. Hunt is covering the pit, Theo. How can I help?"

"Can you please page him and let him know I'm here?"

Owen receives the message then he walks over to the nurse station. He smiles cheerfully as he sees Theo. "Son! How's your date going on? Why are you here? You're supposed to be with her until ten or so."

Theo just stares at his father without uttering a word. He looks sad and restless.

Owen realizes the cold distance in Theo's eyes. He puts a hand on Theo's shoulder, whispering, "What's wrong?"

"I came to Jane's house and her parents were arguing, and April was about to drive us to the movie. But I ran away. I couldn't, Dad." Theo sighs, his voice trembling.

"I see. Look. You'll be fine, Theo. Jane and April would understand what was going on. You hear me? Sometimes the memories come back, but you don't let it affect you. Because you're over it."

"I feel like…I really feel like I can't move on, Dad. It's been years and I can still feel the pain." Theo stutters.

"No. You recovered from it. Slowly but surely. Sit here and wait for me, I'll be done in half an hour. Just leave the car here and we'll drive home together. Okay?"

Theo nods quietly. Owen hands him a pill of Xanax, the short term anti-anxiety medication.

The last scene in his mind was Chelsea's sorrow eyes. She unbuckled the seat belt so that she could lean on his shoulder as she listened to her mother arguing. He couldn't see her anymore once the air bag blew up and covered his sight.

The last words he heard was from Chelsea's mother crying out loud: "God please save us!"

The last thing he held was her wrist as they fell freely down to the ground. He tried to hold her but he couldn't.

The last thing remained in his hand were the blue crystal beads broken apart from Chelsea's bracelet.

My, he didn't have an idea what love was. He just thought Chelsea was his beloved best friend, very best friend.

Owen unlocks the door and enters the house with Theo following him behind. Teddy is standing at the kitchen waiting for them. She pulls Theo onto a chair then plops down next to him. She gently smiles, "Your favorite dish, Theo. Let's have dinner together, I haven't eaten."

"I ran away, Teddy. I didn't go on the date with her." Theo sighs and downs the jug of water in front of him.

"Jasmine called me. I think they would understand. You suffered, Theo. You were the trauma. You need time to completely heal."

"It's been three years and I thought I recovered, until today."

"Jane is a great girl. She would understand you. It will only be a scar in your heart, eventually." Teddy reassures her brother.

Owen closes the bedroom doors, stretches his shoulders then loosens the tie. He throws himself on the bed and exhales deeply. Cristina is leaning on the headboard. She ruffles his hair gently. "How's Theo now?"

"I gave him a pill of Xanax and he left his car at the hospital to drive with me."

"He's not ready for the girl, Owen. Poor little Jane. She must be confused at his behavior."

"Lay here with me." Owen pulls Cristina hand and she lies down next to him. She turns around to hug him. "I'm scared, Owen. I'm afraid that he would want to join the army again."

"He was like me, Cristina. Even though he wasn't diagnosed with PTSD, he mentally suffered a great deal. He may even want to join the army again, but we will talk him through. He has us. We'll help him." Owen gives his wife a tender kiss on her forehead.

"I don't want him to join the army, Owen. I don't want to. Our children and even we have suffered enough traumas. I can't deal with another loss or grief." Cristina can feel her eyes wet. Keeping an eye on the children and supporting them when they are desperate have made her heart softer over the years.

…..

Theo walks to his room and lies down on the bed. His parents had showed him how to cope with grief and he's been recovering well. He used to fake his cheerfulness so that his parents would stop worrying about him; but the last twenty months he really found joy again in school, in family and in his crazy sisters. Letting them call him a trauma wasn't longer an issue. Losing today battle doesn't mean he loses the war. He'll get on his feet again, tomorrow.

He just wants to allow himself the rest of the night to grieve. Just one more night.

Theo and Teddy were never able to ride a roller coaster again.

The last song he listened to when he was with Chelsea was Romeo.

The lyrics suddenly fit him perfectly. Jane, can you understand this?

You've be looking for meaning
Did you like what you found?

Forgive me, I've been lonely
But it is not like I don't know my way
but I don't know my way

Oh look at you all shining
And didn't you do well, well, well, well
For a long time

I could not tell you my secret
I don't know where to go from here

**I urge you to try out the song "Romeo". It inspired me to write this chapter. And it's been in my head for 3 days now.