A/N: Flashbacks are in Italics.

The boy had come into the emergency room with pretty standard symptoms; nausea, fever, stomach pain, and slight swelling near the appendix were all indicative of appendicitis. The mother was a standard as well; worried that her son would have to go through surgery. Everything was routine, so why did Dr. Owen Hunt look so worried?

"Rough day?" asked a pretty girl, taking the seat next to the man in the army uniform.

"You could say that." He said, sipping his beer and not looking at the girl.

"Are you on leave?" the girl asked, trying to keep conversation going.

"Yeah," he said, turning to face her, "Major Owen Hunt." He held out his hand. The girl took it.

"Natalie Wilson." she said.

"It's been a while since I've done that." Owen said, breathing out a laugh as Natalie fell back into bed beside him.

"Well, you did great." She said, catching her breath. She looked at Owen and saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing was slowing. She decided to close her eyes and sleep too.

When Natalie awoke, Owen was gone. He hadn't left her any way to contact him, not even a phone number. She was a bit upset, but she knew what to expect from one night stands so she shook it off and moved on with her life.