Hi, So this is my first ever Cristina, Owen, Preston Fic. I Usually do MerMark fics but this idea just ca,e to mind and i HAD to put it down. LOL. Reviews would be nice. This won't last long, this is just a fun idea i had in mind.

Summary: Preston comes back to SGH 7 years later only to find out that everything had changed.

Disclaimer: I own nothing and no-one, well only Connor.

Preston Xavier Burke was a man who never questioned his ability, whether it was on his surgical skills or his cooking skills. But as he stood her outside in the rain; that he had missed so much, he started to question himself. He wanted to know if he's two feet would have the ability to walk into the hospital that he had left seven years ago. He was here to visit friends, well just Derek and the Chief, if they were still working here. But parts of him were here for the woman he left at the alter seven years ago, Cristina Yang.

He fixed his glasses and inhaled deeply, convincing his feet that he was here to visit the man that made him who he was today, Richard Webber. Slowly, he started walking and a few seconds later, he was there, inside the four walls of Seattle Grace Hospital. He exhaled and smiled, everything was pretty much the same. If the surroundings were the same, he persuaded himself that everyone would most likely have been the same.

He looked to his left then right but was soon invaded from his thoughts when a young boy ran straight into his leg. Preston bent down and smiled at the boy who was rubbing his nose from the impact.

"You okay little man?"

The boy didn't answer but instead he stood with an angry pout and frown. Preston raised his eyebrows and watched as the boy crossed his arms across his tiny chest.

"CONNOR!" was yelled several times by a woman and as the name was being called out, the boy, who Preston assumed was Connor started to sigh clearly annoyed.

"Crap" Preston raised his eyebrows again, surprised that this was coming from a boy no older than five. A nurse soon arrived; clearly out of breath. Preston assumed that she was his mother and stood up.

"He bumped into me but he seems pretty fine" He assured the nurse. She nodded and angrily took hold of the boys hand and watched as he rebelled trying to free his hand.

"Connor Owen Hunt! I hope you said sorry to this nice man."

"It's okay."

"No, he should know better."

"You're a stupid Anus!" Connor shouted at the nurse. He stuck out his tongue and blew hard before snatching his hands out of the nurses and ran into the opposite direction he came from. Preston was surprised but decided against criticising the woman on her parenting skills. The nurse sighed and rubbed her hand against her forehead relieving herself from what looked like stress.

"I'm so sorry sir."

"Don't worry, boys will be boys."

"His parents will surly know of his antic behaviour once I tell them, but I'm pretty sure they both know. I mean they both brought this boy up."

It was now that Preston realised that the nurse wasn't Connors mother.

"You shouldn't let him talk to you like that."

"Usually I wouldn't. But his parents are Dr Yang and Dr Hunt. And… if I wasn't to keep my job, its best if I stay on Dr Yang's good side. Anyways I've got a boy to run after. It's nice meeting you sir."

Preston nodded and watched as the nurse ran into the direction of Connor before listening to what she had said. Cristina had changed, she had changed more than he could have ever imagined. Preston had always wanted kids but Cristina on the other had never wanted kids and she made it clear. But now, seven years later, she had a kid. He had to admit, he was worried about what else had changed whilst he was away, was she married? Is she married? Questions which he wanted to find out. But one thing that did remain the same was Cristina's attitude, something that he missed for seven long years.