A/N: Final chapter.


Cristina went into the twins' room. "Hey there, babies," she said. The one-year-old twins were both standing up and looking at her. Jonathan put up his arms for her to pick him up. She picked him up and kissed him on top of his blonde head. She then went to his sister, Eva, with the curly dark hair and picked her up.

"My, you two are getting so big," she said. She placed them on the floor, next to each other. Jonathan was half a head taller than his tiny sister. He was always the bigger baby. Since he took after his dad in size, he was probably going to leave his sister behind in the height department in years to come.

"Today is a special day. Your mom and dad are getting married, today," Cristina told them. "So I won't have much time for you, today." Cristina always spoke to the babies like if they were her equals. She didn't much indulge in baby talk. The twins solemnly looked at her.

"Grandma Rosa is taking care of you, while I get ready," she said. She was grateful that she wasn't going to go to some venue to get married. They were getting married in a garden wedding in their beautiful backyard. The backyard had already been transformed through the hard work of a wedding planner and her crew. While Cristina had planned her first wedding to Owen, this time, she let a wedding planner handle all of the hard stuff. With the babies and her job as head of cardio, she just didn't have much time for the planning but she provided supervision and approval for everything that the wedding planner had done. Owen helped, too, providing ideas about what he liked. Cristina realized he had some great ideas – some of them on the very romantic side. What a guy, she thought.

The most input she had was on her dress. She had worn a red dress the last time for her evening wedding at Meredith's house but his time, it was a morning wedding. She had loved that red dress with the deep V to the front and back. In fact, she still had that dress. But that was when she was a fourth year resident and 31 years old. She was now 40 and maybe she wanted to be a little more modest. She had chosen a pale yellow wedding gown, suitable for the time of day and to celebrate the warm spring weather. She loved that yellow dress. Its sunshiny color made her feel fresh and anew. Owen was going to wear a dark gold tie to complement her dress.

There was a knock on the door and Owen's mom poked her head in.

"Hello, Cristina," Rosa said. "How are my beautiful grandbabies today?" The babies on hearing their grandma's voice, walked a little unsteadily towards her. She picked them both up and rested some soft kisses on their cheeks.

"Thanks for doing this, Rosa," Cristina said. "I hope it wouldn't bother you when it is time to get ready."

"I am an old lady. Doesn't take me long to get dressed. My dress is already in the guest bedroom. I will just slip that on, slap on some make up and my grandbabies and I will be ready for the wedding. Where are their clothes?" Cristina handed to Rosa the babies' clothes.

"Oh, my how cute," Rosa said, examining Jonathan's tiny tux and Eva's yellow dress. "They will look so wonderful in this."

"I know the babies are a handful, but you can get some help from my parents," Cristina said. Saul and Helen Rubenstein were going to be present at this wedding, a sharp contrast from her first wedding, when neither of them was there. Her mother had been furious about not being told about that wedding but Cristina had said it was only a tiny, informal wedding and there were very few guests. She smiled to herself when she realized that all of the people who were at the first wedding, were also going to attend the second wedding. Except for Mark and Lexie, of course. They weren't going to be there. They had died in the plane crash that had fractured her life, so many years ago. She always imagined that McSteamy and Lexipedia had found each other in the afterlife and were together, forever as soulmates. She really wasn't the romantic type but that was the image she had always envisioned for her friends/colleagues. Other than them, it was going to be déjà vu.

There were a couple more people who weren't at the first wedding, who would attend the second wedding. They included Jackson's mom, Catherine Avery, who was now married to Richard Webber. Also, Shane Ross, now a cardio attending was going to be there, along with his wife, Heather Brooks. And there was Izzie. Alex was bringing Izzie and their two children to the wedding. Alex had indeed contacted Izzie, initially to get to know his daughter, Alexis. The sparks were there from the moment they met again, even though they both tried to fight it. Every time he had a day off, he often found himself in Portland, ostensibly to see Alexis but since Izzie was always there, he saw her, too. Slowly, they were becoming a family. Alex was there, holding her hand, when Izzie had their son, Ryan. He even cut the umbilical cord. Alex and Izzie were well on their way back to being a family by that time.

She had also transferred to Seattle Presbyterian, so the whole family could be together. She and the kids had moved into Alex's house and they had gotten engaged. There was going to be another wedding in the Seattle Grace Mercy West family sometime later on in the year. She was happy she was for Alex that he had finally been reunited with the love of his life, just as she did. Everyone needs somebody, Owen had said and he was right.

As she got dressed for her wedding, she thought about how glad she was that her somebody was Owen. She had a make-up artist and a hair stylist, working on her. She didn't have a bridesmaid. She felt she was too old for that. She and Owen were going to do exactly what they did, the first time they got married. They were going to walk hand in hand down the aisle, together. After all, neither of them was spring chickens, since Owen was already 47 years old.

There was a knock on the door. It was Meredith. "Hey, Cristina, how are things going?" she asked.

"Fine, just finished with the warpaint," Cristina said. Her make-up artist looked horrified, when she said that. "Oh, Jacinta, don't worry, you've made me beautiful. You've done a wonderful job." Jacinta breathed a sigh of relief.

"You look gorgeous," Meredith said. "I have just come up to help you put on your dress." Cristina gave her friend a sweet smile.

"How is everyone doing in the garden? Are they getting restless?" Cristina asked.

"No, everyone is doing well. I saw your parents. I saw Izzie and Alex. They look very happy," Meredith said. "I saw your husband to be. He looks very handsome and a touch nervous."

"Why is he nervous?" Cristina asked. "We've been down this road before."

"Well, it's good that he has a touch of nerves," Meredith said, holding the dress for Cristina to step inside it. "It means he really cares."

"Yeah, he does," Cristina said, thinking about her children's father. Meredith zipped up the dress from behind. The yellow dress had a fitted strapless top and flared out at the bottom in a full skirt. "Wow, that dress fits you so well," Meredith said.

"I had three fittings so it better fit me well," Cristina said. "What's the time?"

"I think you have five minutes before it starts," Meredith said. There was a knock on the door. It was the wedding planner, Ruth. "Owen is ready, Cristina. So let's get you down there." Meredith and Ruth left, quickly and then, Cristina came down by herself.

Owen was waiting at the bottom of the stairs for his bride. His breath was taken away by the vision before him. God, he loved this woman.

"You look beautiful," he said, very appreciatively. He was wearing a black suit with a dark gold tie. "You look very handsome, Owen. That is a very attractive tie," she teased.

"Why, thank you. Always great to get a compliment from my fiancée," he said. He offered her his hand. They walked out to the backyard together and stood at the bottom of the aisle as the string quartet started playing. As they reached at the top, Cristina acknowledged her mom and step dad and noted that Helen had Jonathan in her arms. On the other side of the aisle was Rosa with Eva in her lap. Eva said, "Mama, Dada" and clapped her little hands. Jonathan, on the other hand, was too busy examining a toy that his Grandma Helen had given him.

"Our babies," Owen whispered. "I can never thank you enough for them."

"I wonder how much you will thank me when they are rebellious teenagers," she chuckled.

"I take the good with the bad," he said. "And with them, there's a whole lot more good than the bad," he said. "Besides, I have you with me for the rest of my life so we can deal with those terrible teenage years." He kissed her hand.

As they reached the top of the aisle, the judge nodded at them and asked softly, "Are we ready?" They both nodded. They were both so ready to get married, once again. As they exchanged their vows, they could not stop smiling at each other. Then, they exchanged rings. They had bought new rings – they were going to start afresh. Then, Owen needn't be told twice to kiss his bride as he pulled her into his arms and dipped her, as they kissed. There was whooping and hollering at his bold move. Cristina certainly did not expect that. She was a little flushed, when she became upright, again.

"Well, okay then," the judge said. "I am pleased to introduced Doctors Owen and Cristina Yang Hunt." The applause was true and thunderous, as they made their way to the large, luxurious tent where the reception was being held. The formal part of the reception was short, since they didn't really have a wedding entourage. It was just Owen, making a toast to his bride, saying that he was the luckiest person in the world and how much he loved his wife and his children. He said he was the happiest he had ever been in his entire life because he was getting to share the rest of his life with the woman he loved. There was not a dry eye in the house, as he spoke. Cristina was so overwhelmed that she found herself dabbing the tears away.

When they took to the floor for their first dance together as husband and wife, Owen whispered, "Have I told you how beautiful you look, Mrs. Hunt?"

"About possibly the fifth time," she said. "But you can keep it coming. I will always accept the compliment, especially since it is coming from you. A woman will always love when her husband thinks she is beautiful."

"I was just thinking about the first time I saw you," Owen said. "You didn't want to take care of my injuries from the accident. Webber had to practically order you to do it. You were itching to go into surgery with him."

"Well, yeah, I was a second year resident and my cardio attending was shutting me out of surgeries. So I needed to get into surgery by any means necessary," she said. "But then you impressed me by stapling your leg without getting numbed. Man, I thought you were a badass."

"Well, that would have been the end of me, if that icicle hadn't impaled you," Owen said, with a chuckle.

"Yep, you not only saved me, you took care of me, too. Then, you had the audacity to kiss me before you left," she said.

"Hey, hey, you kissed back," he said. "And I think you liked it."

"I stopped you. But it is true, I did kiss back and I did like it," she admitted. "I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I hadn't stopped you."

"Me, too," he said. "Clearly, we made a great first impression with each other because here we are."

"Yeah, here we are," she said. She looked across at her babies, who were contentedly sitting on their grandmas' laps. She had never imagined her life would be like this. She had always thought that she would be the dedicated, hard core cardio surgeon. But she had found a man, who had taught her there could be more to life than surgery. They were now living their huge life, together.

THE END


A/N Please leave your thoughts and comments. I hope you enjoyed this semi-canon/semi-AU story. I really would like your final thoughts about this story. I would appreciate them.