The next morning I was woken up by the smaller figure stirring, an alarm going off. I smiled and circled my hand on her back.
"Christina" I gently shook her causing her to jump. "Good morning" I grinned sleepily, her face blank, trying to understand why there was a man in her bed.
"Did..." She looked me up and down sitting back on her heals "did we..." Her eyes were filled with desire as well as disgust.
I chuckled and got out of bed, revealing my fully clothed body. "No, we didn't" her face was both relieved and disappointed.
"Why did you stay?" She questioned as she rummaged through her dresser, finding clothes for the day.
"You looked lonely in this big bed all by yourself" I shoved my hands in my pockets knowing that wasn't the best reasoning. I slowly made my way over and stood beside her. I leaned against the wall as she ran back and forth, throwing clothes in a bag as she struggled to brush her teeth.
"Damn it" she hissed as she lifted her arms, scrunching up her nose. I walked over to her and took her hand, pulling her into the bathroom.
"what are you doing?" She contemplated, I myself didn't know what I was doing either.
"I honestly don't know" I laughed as I put one hand on her waist, I could feel her shiver slightly as my warm hand touched her skin in the chilly bathroom. "Can I tell you a secret?" I asked stepping a little closer to her, she tried to act like she didn't care, but deep down she was melting.
"Sure" she breathed as she looked up at me, I was a good bit taller than her.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you when I was in that hell hole. I counted every day, just waiting for my flight back to the states" my eyes softened, it was true but I wasn't sure if she believed me.
"Me?" She asked obviously confused "you missed me?" She dropped her head slightly, trying to comprehend my words.
"Yes you" I smiled as I slid my hand onto her back and pulled her a little closer.
Before I knew what was happening I found her small, delicate hands unbuttoning my shirt slowly, speeding up towards the end. She pulled it out from beneath my belt and slid it off of my shoulders. My instincts took over as I quickly lifted her onto the counter, pulling her into my kiss. I pulled off the running shorts she had on with one swift motion, causing her to laugh on my lips.
The rest of that morning was spent in the shower, at least until the water ran cold. "You're the best welcome home present" I laughed as I picked up her wet body and threw her on the bed, tackling her in a laughing fit.
"I'm glad I could be of service" she winked before she flipped me onto my back.
After a short while I took a deep breath, her head on my chest and her hair plastered to her sweaty body. She drew softly on my chest with her finger.
"What is this?" She asked softly, sitting up on her elbows.
"What do you mean?" I questioned rolling to face her, my hand on her back.
"Was this just a fling, or are we serious about this?" Christina looked me over, obviously worried
"It can be whatever we want" I eased her stress slightly.
"Wanna go to the hospital?" She asked excitedly, it was the cutest thing, she couldn't get enough of the high it is to cut people open.
"On our day off?" I raised an eyebrow.
"What else are we going to do?" She huffed.
"Ok then" I laughed and rolled out of bed, slid on my pants, gently kissed her on the forehead and walked to the kitchen. She put on a hoodie and shorts before she followed and sloppily made a bowl of cereal. I chuckled as I rinsed the pan we had used the night before and cracked a few eggs into it, scrambling them quickly.
"I'm glad you can cook" she snickered as I split the mound of eggs in two and slid her a plate.
"Now you'll get more than cereal in your diet" I winked before walking around and sitting beside her at the bar.
Suddenly the door swung open, a tired and cranky Callie Torres, obviously coming off a long shift. She eyed me suspiciously before pulling Christina aside, at first she refused, but relented when she realized that Callie wasn't in the mood. They bickered for a few moments before she walked calmly into the kitchen and stared at me for a moment.
"You're the new Trauma resident?" She asked leaning on the countertop.
"I am" I mumbled between bites of egg.
"And you got Yang to loosen up?"
"Apparently"
"Nice job" she gave me a thumbs up before heading to another bedroom.
I looked from her to Christina, who was rinsing out her bowl. She shrugged with a slight smile.
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"Christina!" Meredith called as she jogged over, several charts in her grasp. She stepped off the elevator in front of me, giving me a few seconds so it didn't seem obvious what had happened.
"GI Joe?" She asked as she whisked her away, eyeing me for a moment as they left. The two giggling as they continued to the cafeteria. I shook my head smiling and exiting the elevator. I decided to update some charts before she came looking for me.
"Been looking for you" her familiar voice approaching from behind me.
"Been here" I answered as she snaked her arm through mine, laying her head on my shoulder and observing what I'd been doing.
"You're cute when you're not a hungry surgery driven ball of energy" I smirked as she elbowed me playfully. "What's the plan now?" I asked putting away the charts and putting my arm around her, walking towards the elevator.
"I don't do anything besides being here and at home, sleeping" she looked up at me reviewing her frequented hangouts.
"You don't ever shop?" I asked, noticing her clothes were well loved.
"Well... No" she laughed lightly.
"Then that's what we'll do, go get you some new cloths, some new scrubs maybe?" I leaned against the back wall of the elevator as she rested her head on my chest. "And you will buy a fancy dress" I asserted looking down at her very seriously
"Why would I do that?" She looked slightly revolted.
"Because that's what you wear to a fancy restaurant" I hinted. She groaned and playfully fell onto my chest. "It'll be fine" I gently stroked her hair.
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Coming Back
FanfictionMajor Owen Hunt's life completely revolved around his job. He had been on three tours in Afghanistan, a trauma surgeon. She was the same way, hell bent on becoming the best Cardiothoracic surgeon in the world, with a few Harper Avery awards to foll...