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Her mind flashed to the life-changing incident from two years ago. The time when he chose Teddy.

Flashback

"Wait, I don't get it. You love her? You said you were just friends though, Owen. I don't get it."

"I'm sorry, Cristina. For keeping this from you, for hurting you. I can't just leave her hanging again. Please, you have to understand that this is for the best." Owen replied, his face giving nothing away.

His words were greeted with silence.

"We can still be friends."

Silence again.

He tried to search for signs in those normally warm brown chocolate eyes, but the tears that appeared obscured them.

"That's if you want to be. I understand if you don't want to see me anymore, but it wouldn't be professional." He stressed the final word. "Can we at least be civil at work?"

"Uh, okay" Cristina responded in a voice that didn't sound like it belonged to her.

"Good" breathed Owen. He sounded relieved. "I'll see you at work then? Take care n-" He broke off before finishing the sentence.

Pain flickered across Cristina's eyes. Take care now. She knew he couldn't say it to her. Not anymore. Not after he chose Teddy.

"Well, take care of yourself, Cristina. See you at work" he said before turning and walking away. That was the last memory Cristina had of Owen.

After that encounter, she found herself walking back to her apartment with a plan to leave Seattle. She had no idea where to go, but she needed to get out of there. Fast. Deep in thought, she almost collided with the person waiting on the stairs outside her apartment.

"Avery." She acknowledged his presence as she tried to push past him.

"I heard about it, Yang. And I know you're probably not in the mood to talk to me, but I think this is worth listening to. You probably want to leave Seattle right?"

No response.

"Well, I've been talking to my grandfather about you, and he's interested in teaching you and providing you with mentors from all around the world using his connections. He knows about all the surgeries you performed for what-his-name, um…Burke! There's a program with two spots available. It's for those hardcore cardio surgeons. It's in Boston. Far far away from here. I've talked to Webber about it too. He doesn't approve, but there's nothing he can do about it. I've filled out a form for you already."

Still no response.

"Yang, talk to me. Are you in?" he asked.

After a pause, she replied "Yeah, I'm in."

She had packed all that she owned into either boxes or suitcases. Callie had moved out a few weeks ago making this much easier. Before she knew it, she was on a plane bound for Boston.

End of Flashback.

Since you left
Things have changed
I got all the things
I said would come my way
I got paid, got accolades
now you barely recognize the life I've made

The familiar tune interrupted Cristina's train of thoughts.

"Yang, your phone is ringing." Avery's voice rang from the other side of the room.

"I knew that" retorted an annoyed Cristina as she reached for her phone. "Cristina Yang here….. Yes, I'd be honoured if given the chance to perform such a complicated surgery. So, what hospital will it be performed at?"

A pause. An expression of shock stretched across her face.

"What? Seattle Grace… No, no it's not a problem, you don't need to find another surgeon. I'll be on the next plane to Seattle tomorrow night. See you soon."

She hung up the phone. Avery peered curiously at her shocked expression.

"Is everything alright? And did you just say Seattle Grace and complicated surgery?"

"Yeah." Cristina's face was still a mask of shock.

"So are you going? What kind of surgery is it?" persisted Avery after receiving such a vague response.

"Um, I guess so. I already agreed to go. And the procedure involves something about removing an inoperable cardiac lipoma."

"But it's at Seattle Grace. Are you okay with going back there? You know, with everything that happened…" he trailed off after noticing the look on her face.

"It's only for a three days or so at the most. And it's not like I can't be professional." She winced at her choice of words. "Plus, I don't care anymore. He made his choice and I made mine. I made a choice to leave and move on. I've moved on." Avery's eyebrows rose skeptically, but he remained silent.

"I've moved on… End of discussion." repeated Cristina.

"Well if you're going, then we better start packing."

She checked her watch. They had already checked in at the airport. The plane took off in just under 45 minutes. Damn Avery and insistence on arriving early, she thought. Then it struck Cristina; maybe I should call Mer. Mer is my person after all.

"Be right back, Avery. I'm going to call Meredith to tell her that we're coming."

Ring Ring

"You have reached the voicemail of Meredith Grey. Please leave a message after the beep. *BEEP*"

"Um hi Mer. You're probably in surgery right now, but uh I'm about to board a plane that will arrive in Seattle in approximately 7 hours. Just thought I'd let you know 'cause you're my person." She paused.

"So um, I'll see you soon!" finished Cristina in a bright and cheery Izzie voice.

Just as she was hanging up, an announcement came over the airport speakers system.

All passengers for the CX-287G flight to Seattle may start boarding the aircraft.

"Let's go, Yang. We've got a plane to catch. Don't wanna be late" called Avery.

She rolled her eyes at the last part.

"Yeah I'm coming."

The flight was fairly uneventful. She had tried to concentrate on the movie playing in front of her, but the whole romance storyline put her off. Her mind kept drifting back to Owen. Was he happy now? Were he and Teddy still together? Did he still work at Seattle? She had so many questions floating in her mind, but she knew they wouldn't be answered until she reached Seattle. The next three days were going to be long. If by some chance, Owen still worked at the hospital, what was she going to do and say? Should she act professionally and pretend she doesn't know him. Or should she be cold and show him the contempt that he deserved? She pondered these options.

"Nearly there. Less than 45 minutes 'til landing." Avery's voice cut across her train of thoughts. He paused,wondering if he should voice a thought that had been nagging him through the entire plane trip. Screw it, he thought. "So, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but what are you going to do about Hunt if he's still there?"

"Uh I don't want to think about it let alone talk about it" came Cristina's blunt response as she plugged in her headphones to signal that the conversation was over.

But the issue still played on her mind, what was she going to do about Owen?