Edit (Eddie) Sousa didn't expect her intern year to go like this. All because she had a one night stand with a very handsome older, sexy man. Now, not only was she the youngest intern at Seattle Grace, she is also pregnant. But, despite how the baby...
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AN: Welcome to another chapter of Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This). I also excited to share this chapter with you! I hope you loved the last chapter, I hate Owen for what he does to Cristina! He is the world's biggest asshole!
Also, I changed a few things regarding some cases, so I hope you love it.
Timeline: March 2012, 2 days after previous chapter
PS: I am sorry that I didn't post earlier this week. Life got busy this week, but I wanted to give you this chapter this week!!
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In the middle of the night, Owen and Cristina were lying in bed. Owen, was fast asleep. Cristina, was not. She felt like she barely got any sleep since she got Josie's text warning her about Emily and Owen.
She couldn't help but think about what Owen was doing while she was going crazy looking at his email and his letters like a crazy person. He strolled in at nearly three in the morning, as if it wasn't a big deal. Though, to be fair, it wasn't uncommon for either one of them because of their job.
But, she had spent the entire day in the hospital following Emily like a stalker, trying to see for herself. Even though she tried to tell herself it was just a misunderstanding. The nagging feeling in her gut didn't go away.
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We're trained to be vigilant ... To chase down the problem...
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Cristina wondered how he slept. She decided to do something about that, petty, she knew it, but she wanted to be a little petty right now.
She gently held his nose, just enough to disturb his sleep rhythm and then pretended to wake up when he jolted awake, still half asleep.
"Oh! What... " He muttered.
"Hi." Cristina said.
"Hey." Owen said.
"You okay?" She asked playing stupid. He nodded, and then turned to face the other side and fell right back to sleep.
Cristina sighed in irritation.
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To ask all the right questions...
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Cristina thought about earlier, when Owen had come strolling in at 3:12 AM, and went straight to the bathroom. Before leaving he had thrown his jacket on the bed, and like a woman possessed she scrambled to check his phone and see if she could find the evidence her gut was telling her existed.
