#AmeliaShepherd

[sapphirebluejewel]

Endless List of Platonic Relationships I Love - Meredith Grey, Maggie Pierce, and Amelia Shepherd

"Get it together, sisters."

[missphaniqueeny]

Imperfect Dinner - chapter 12 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/825847093-imperfect-dinner-chapter-12?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ScarletSQueenS2 After Meredith got her job back, the sisters host one of their famous dinner parties. But of course, things are not going the way, everyone had expected.

[theballadofmemories]

We didn’t need words, we just looked at each other and smiled. #kaimelia #caterinascorsone #erfightmaster #kaibartley #ameliashepherd #fightsone #GreysAnatomy

[drreporting]

Omelia origin story

[neurogoddess]

live love laugh them 🤍

#ameliashepherd #addisonmontgomery #greysanatomy #privatepractice

[magdasabs]

my second fave sisters

my fave sisters

[scorsoneamelia]

“I think I’m falling in love with you” + kaimelia <33334

Stressed. She was over the top stressed, balancing child care with Link, who refuses to make it easier for them. Who refuses to even look at her, his heart was broken as was hers but she stopped trying, stopped trying to explain the thoughts in her head. He has given up too. Lately, he had been switching his days on her last minute, is late to pick him up, or never seems to have his phone on him when something comes up.

Or he’ll page anybody else in neuro and he leaves the room when she enters.

This week was busy, the Parkinsons trial was making huge progress— it was successful. She had back to back surgeries when she was in Seattle, and on her off days she was flying to Minnesota. Finding childcare was difficult, most days Link was working, or, he was no where to be found.

He was a great father, never a doubt in mind, but his schedule never lined up with hers. Twice this week she had no one to watch Scout, and today was one of those days.

Scout was sat in his stroller, a bag slipping off of her shoulder and her face was bare. Hair looked like it hadn’t been brushed yet and she was rushing into the lab, her breath heavy.

“I’m here,” she muttered. Meredith’s eyes met hers, eyebrows raised. “I’m here.”

“With Scout?”

“Link wasn’t returning my calls,” she sighed. “Our schedules never seem to be lining up. Plus, Scout and I are overdue for some quality time.” She dropped her bags onto a counter, running a hand down her face.

“You look exhausted.” Meredith pointed out. “Have you slept?”

“Not a whole lot.” She said while leaning down in front of her son, placing a warm blanket on top of him. “Was at the hospital late last night. A trauma came in.”

“Well, I was just about to grab some lunch,” Meredith said. “Why don’t I take him for a bit?”

“You would be a life saviour, thank you.” She nodded, grabbing Scout’s belongings, throwing the bag over her shoulder before she was pushing the stroller out of the lab.

Sighing, she sat on one of the chairs, opening her books with all of her written notes. They were so close, so close to a breakthrough. David’s emergent surgery had delayed them, and although they wished they could have done it sooner, it just gave them more time to find new information. She was confident. They were all confident.

They might have cured Parkinsons disease.

The thought of curing a neurodegenerative disorder gave her a high, a high that she had been chasing her whole life. A type of high that she didn’t even feel after cutting into someones brain and removing a tumour, all of the risky and almost impossible surgeries that she had succeeded in, didn’t amount to the way she felt.

A hand was softly brushing her back, a styrofoam coffee cup being placed in front of her. “Coffee?” The voice came from Kai, who was sitting in the chair next to her. “I ran into Meredith, she told me you were exhausted.”

“Hm,” Amelia hummed, pulling the cup up to her lips. “You are the best, thank you.”

“Your son,” Kai spoke. “Scout?”

Amelia’s eyes met theirs, a smile playing at their lips. “You met him? I was hoping I’d be the one-“

“Kind of.” Kai interrupted. “He was asleep. You can properly introduce us later.”

“You never told me why the father isn’t around.” Kai was moving their chair closer to her. “You’re not married. So what happened?”

There was prolonged sigh, and Amelia’s fingers were running along the rim of the coffee cup. Her eyes never looked up. Kai could see her mind wandering, the way her teeth chewed on her bottom lip, something Kai noticed that Amelia had a habit in doing.

She inhaled a deep breath through her nose before exhaling through her mouth before her eyes were finally glancing up to met theirs. “I love Scout,” she started. Another sigh. “I love him more than I’ve ever loved anything.” Her eyes were diverting away again.

“But… the kids, the family, the big dream— it was never mine.” She sounded sad, like her voice was heavy. “It wasn’t his either— until Mer got sick and suddenly we went from having one kid to four, and,” Her voice was unsteady, an uncertainity in her voice — like she was nervous to say more.

“I’m an addict.” It was blunt but Kai didn’t push for more information.

“And during the pandemic, it was hard to attend meetings regularly on top of looking after three kids with a new born. It wasn’t the lifestyle I wanted and Link wanted more, he wanted the big family and the more I imagined that life, the more I felt myself slipping. I need to focus on myself and more kids, marriage, that would be something that would stop me from being able to take care of myself. Knowing all of this information, and despite me saying no, he still proposed. He still means a lot to me, but we want different things and I’m trying to find peace with that.”

Kai was quiet for a moment, like they were processing everything deeply and it was like Amelia could see the gears in their head turning. And before they could think of the right thing to say—- the best thing, Amelia started again.

“I used to want that life. There was a man I loved named Ryan and we were both addicts.” Her breath was shaky. Kai reached a hand forward to place on top of hers for comfort. Their hand was soft and warm. “We planned a life together. Two boys and two girls with the big wedding. But, he died and ever since then I have decided to focus on keeping myself sane, and the thought of marriage and children is out the window.”

Then, gently, they were wrapping their arms around her waist from behind while resting their chin on the top of her head. Amelia leaned back into their touch, their grip only tightening.

“Shepherd,” their voice was soft; comforting. “You don’t need to explain yourself to him. You said no. That’s a good enough answer and if he fails to understand that, that reflects on him and not you.” A kiss was pressed against her neck. A gentle kiss. They were always so delicate with her.

“I didn’t expect this huge explanation either.” A hand was brushing her hair out of the way. “I’m glad you could trust me.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” That sentence made her breath catch in her throat and her heartbeat quicken. It felt like her heart dropped to the pits of her stomach and her cheeks got hot. “You amaze me, Amelia. And this is one more thing to add to the list of reasons why I am.”

“Kai,” Amelia started.

“It’s okay, you don’t need to say it back. I just wanted you to know.”

[omeliashepherdhunt]

Stay With Me

Chapter One

I wake to muffled cries. A quick glance at Emmy’s monitor reveals it’s not coming from her. Our sweet baby girl has been sleeping through the night for the past month much to her brother’s relief as their bedrooms are adjacent. I briefly rub the sleep from my eyes and realize the distressed sounds is Owen. He’s laying on his stomach but I can see his frightened face contorted with anxiety. Beads of sweat from his forehead blend in with the tears that escape from his tightly shut eyes. I sit up and start to gently shake him awake, afraid of what he’s dreaming of. Owen doesn’t take too long to jolt awake and sit straight up in record timing. His blue eyes dart back and forth and he’s breathless. I reach out and stroke his face that is sticky from sweat.

“Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay.” I try my best to soothe him. It takes Owen a little bit to be able to form words.

“Bad dream. I’m fine. Go back to sleep please.”

I softly smile at him and squeeze his hand. His T-shirt clings to his body from how much he was sweating.

“I can’t go back to sleep until I know you’re okay so why don’t you tell me what all of that was about?”

“I can’t talk about it, Amelia. It’s scary and traumatic. I don’t want to go there, especially not with you. I couldn’t take it if you started to think of me the way others have.”

I raise my eyebrows, feeling taken back. There is only one thing he has remained tight lipped about — his time in the army.

“Owen, I’m your wife. The wife that has had her fair share of dark and scary things. I can’t help you through it if I don’t know what is torturing you in your sleep. You married a recovering addict and alcoholic with chronic mommy and daddy issues. I have no room to judge.”

Owen peered over at the clock on his nightstand. It’s just after two in the morning.

“It’s late and we have a baby that will be up in a few hours. I swear I’ll be okay. I’m going to jump in the shower and rinse off really quick. I feel disgusting.”

“Owen, please just tell me what it was about. I can handle whatever it is.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily.

“Drop it for Christ’s sake. I don’t need to talk about it. I’m sorry for waking you up.”

My stomach started to form knots so I just gave his hand another squeeze.

“Okay, I’ll change the sheets then come check on you.”

I watched him walk away while my heart sank. His normal 5’11” self from now looked similar to my 5’3” frame purely from how mentally exhausted he looked.

—————————————————————————

It’s not often that I have such vivid flashbacks to my time served in the army, especially not about the explosion. I’m not sure how much time has passed when Amelia comes in and starts the water. I only notice her briefly, unable to tear my eyes away from my reflection in the mirror. Sometimes it’s hard to see why Amelia is attracted to me when I look like I do right now. There’s huge bags under my eyes, skin abnormally pale, and my hair is slicked against my head from the sweat. Another moment or two passes by the time I feel my wife’s petite arms envelope my abdomen.

“Bath water is ready. I know you said you wanted a shower but I wanted to join you. It’ll also help you to soak your tense muscles.”

I couldn’t keep a sheepish smile from escaping.

“Amelia, I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you but I sure am glad I have you. I didn’t mean to be so curt with you earlier. It’s hard.”

Her small hands cupped my face and she pulled me in for a soft kiss which I happily reciprocated. Things didn’t seem to be so bad when she was by my side.

“I just want you to be okay. Leo, Emma, and I need you here both mentally and physically.”

I kissed her again and let my lips linger against hers.

“I’m right here. You and the kids can’t get rid of me that easy.”

She pulls me by the hand over to the tub and takes her own sleep shirt off while I peel my sweat drenched T-shirt and pajama pants off. She gets in first and ushers me to get in front her which is different for us. Usually she curls up in my arms but I’m happy to have her hold me for once. If only I could protect her from the horrors of my past.

—————————————————————————

Owen didn’t say much in the bathtub but it was still nice to just have him lay there with me. It’s not too often we get so much one on one time with each other because Leo or Emma needs one or both of us.

Once we were dried off and back in our freshly made bed, I pulled him to me and let him rest his head on my chest. His ginger curls still damp from the water smelt like his lemon and sandalwood soap.

“Owen, please remember you can tell me anything. I just want to know what scared you so much.”

He sighed heavily but tightened his arms around me.

“It’s not easy for me to talk about… I don’t want it to change what you think about me. It’s not a light story.”

“I figured as much. There isn’t anything you could tell me that would change what I think about you. I love you. You’re my husband and my smoking hot baby daddy.”

Owen let out a sarcastic chuckle which made me giggle. At least I could still get him to smile even when he’s not wanting to.

“I love you more… Now I’m going to tell you this one time and I really don’t want to elaborate on it… We were on a convoy and hit an IED. I wasn’t hurt too badly but everyone else was subsequently killed. Dan Mooney, who served with me as Colonel, initially lived but his injures were too severe and he succumbed to his injuries only after I had to say a Hail Mary with him and he forced me to take my hand off of the wound on his neck. He bled out right before I was rescued by a helicopter. Now I live my life with immense survivor’s guilt. When I nearly choked Cristina to death, that was because I was triggered merely by the blades on our ceiling fan. Callie Torres was actually the one that got me off of her. I haven’t forgiven myself for that.”

His entire body went rigid as he explained the details which just broke my heart. He had been through so much at Grey Sloan without everything that occurred during his time served.

“You know… whatever higher being out there wanted to keep you alive for a reason. Now look at your life. You’re married to a brilliant neurosurgeon, a father to a five year old son and six month old daughter, head of trauma surgery, and we own a beautiful house and both of our vehicles.”

“I know we’ve been very rich in that sense but it doesn’t make what happened to my platoon okay. My own mother didn’t know I was home from the army for the longest time… Who I was then is different from who I am now. The army changed me overnight.”

I softly kissed the top of his head and wished that I could protect him from the world much like we try to protect Leo and Emma.

“I love who you are now. Your journey makes you who you are. You’re not a bad man, Owen. It’s nothing you could’ve controlled. You weren’t driving and no one knew there would be an IED right in the path. You did what you could with the resources you had in the time that you had.”

Owen looked up at me with huge, watery eyes. I held him as close to me as I could. His facial expression reminded me of Leo’s when he’s in time out.

“Mia, there are times where the pain seems unfathomable. When I get flashbacks or have night terrors, everything feels so raw and recent. How am I supposed to be strong for you and the kids?”

“That’s the thing, my love. You don’t always have to be the strong one. I’ve had my fair share of hard things. We are equals. You’re strong when I can’t be so I can do the same for you.”

Owen’s shaky hand reached up to caress my cheek.

“You are a saint. Let’s try to get some sleep before Emmy needs to nurse again. Just feeling you in the bed helps me feel safe.”

Another kiss on Owen’s head then one on his lips stretched a sweet smile across his face. He looked exhausted but more content by the time he started to doze off. It was a quarter past three in the morning before he was asleep again though I couldn’t sleep. All I could think of was his trauma and what steps we needed to take to get him into some form of counseling. If I can do NA or AA meetings, he could see a PTSD expert.

[amelialincoln]

Amelia: I'm not ready for marriage rn but i will keep you updated and tell you when i am because this relationship is built on communication

Link: SurPRISE BiTcH

[scorsiewrites]

Homecoming

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this is the third chapter of my amelink series. quite long but it’s filled with fluff and a hint of drama at the end. so i hope you enjoy!

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/ amelia and her family visits LA.

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Part III

•••••••••••••••

it’s a bright sunday morning. Link and Amelia woke up with the light touching their faces, rays coming in through the window blinds made it look like a spotlight. Amelia’s face looked more radiant than ever.

the stunning view put a huge smile on Link’s face, he slowly places his hand on her cheek and runs it down the side of her neck.

“good morning beautiful.” he says.

Amelia smiled back, closes her eyes and held his hand. “good morning. how’s your sleep?” she replied.

“it’s good, i dreamt about you actually.” Link responded.

She opened her eyes. “oh yeah? what’s the dream about? do i look good in it?” Amelia chuckled. she turns her body away from him and wrapped his arms around her.

Link embraced her from the back “of course you do babe.” he said, planting a kiss on her shoulder.

“well, for starters, we’re in LA. at the beach. you were lying on the sand and i was reading a book. you told me to put sunscreen on you and so i did. seconds later, we were making out. then i woke up.”

“i’d say that’s a perfect way to end a dream. you uh... wanna do it now that you’re awake?” Amelia replied. she rolled over and kissed him passionately like it’s the first time.

link pulled down the straps of Amelia’s night gown revealing her soft pale upper bust.

as they were about to take each other’s clothes off, the baby monitor started making noise, a sign that scout is already wide awake. the couple had no choice but to put the idea to rest.

“ahhh. of course.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “every single time. i’ll get him. gonna make us some breakfast too. talk of the town, Amelia Shepherd makes the best waffles.”

Link finds it cute when she speaks in third person. Amelia winked at him and gets out of bed.

“you do. i can eat it everyday.” Link watches as Amelia walks out of the room. he’s so in love with every inch of her that every move she makes is endearing to him.

Amelia approached the door and turned around. “i love you.” she says.

Link glared at her. “i love you too.”

 “i’m a lucky girl.” Amelia sighed.

 “not as lucky as i am.”

both of them made a pact that they wouldn’t spend a single day without both or one of them telling those three words to the other. as surgeons, they knew that life is too short, that if you have the opportunity to tell someone you love them, you do it. before it’s too late.

•••••••••••••••

“aaahh that smells so good. best waffles ever.” he said, placing his hand on her waist.

Amelia wears this cute white apron that says “i’m a neurosurgeon. okay?” every time she’s cooking. Alex gave it to her as a joke few years ago but she loves it. she says it’s very fitting. her sisters keep making fun of it, asking her if she’s not worried that people might be scared of what they’re gonna eat. but nothing they say can make her give that apron up.

she’s a very sentimental person. Alex became one of her people and keeping that gift is her way of remembering the good times they shared.

—

“hey little man, good morning. wanna go to the beach today?” Link squishes Scout’s cheeks and unfastens the buckle of his high chair straps. Link carried him and placed him on the kitchen counter where Amelia is preparing the plates for their breakfast.

“didn’t know we have beach plans today. did you just think about it this morning?” Amelia asked.

“yeah, can’t stop picturing it. you want to? we can go to Madison Park.” Link responded. “sounds great! i miss that place.” she said with enthusiasm.

“maybe we can make that dream of yours a reality.” Amelia teased him with a smirk.

“i would love that. but we need someone to watch scout.”

“i’ll call the babysitter, she can come with us.”

“great idea.”

•••••••••••••••

carrying Scout with one arm, Link knocks on the bathroom door.

“babe, i’m afraid we might have to cancel Madison Park today, Winston texted me, says it’s too crowded.” Link said with a little disappointment.

Amelia grabs the shower knob and turned it off.

“oh man, i was really looking forward to it.” she said.

“yeah i’m sorry, maybe next time.”

“yeah....” Amelia sighed. “wait-“

“what?” Link said, curious as to what she has in mind.

“i mean... we can visit LA. Charlotte’s been begging me for years. it would be nice to see their faces again.”

“now? but we have work tomorrow.”

“i have Dr. Harvey on-call tomorrow, he can take over my service for a little while, plus the new batch of residents are good so i’m not worried about that. what you think?”

“i can delegate some stuff too. move some of my surgeries under Dr. Randall. okay, you know what, let’s do it. let me make some calls.”

“me too. i’m gonna cancel the babysitting. we should start packing though.”

“i’ll handle mine and Scout’s. you can just pack your things.”

“thanks babe. don’t forget his beeboo. or we’re in so much trouble.” Scout is still on the stage of forming his words properly, he calls his precious brown furry teddy bear, beeboo. he got it as a present from his Uncle Owen during his first birthday. he can’t live without it since.

Amelia gets out of the shower, started fixing her hair and put on some makeup.

—

Amelia and Link sat on their seats. surprisingly, Scout is well-behaved for a kid who’s riding an airplane for the very first time.

“you alright turkey? we’re gonna fly. like Peter Pan. woosh!” Link gestured his hand in a flying motion.

“yaaaa!!” Scout exclaimed.

Amelia gave a sigh of bliss. looking at her beautiful little family.

“may we request everyone sit down. fasten your seatbelts, we are about to take off.” the flight attendant spoke over the microphone.

Amelia and Link held Scout’s hand making sure he feels safe the entire flight.

-

after an hour, Scout fell asleep peacefully. he rests his head on his mommy’s chest.

“gotta be honest, i’m a little scared.” Amelia said.

“what are you scared about?”

“i don’t know, the memories maybe. staying in LA is one of the best days of my life but also the worst. have i told you that they set up an intervention for me in that place? i was too high at that time, i was a mess. a big scary mess.”

“yeah you mentioned the intervention but not every little detail. and i’m not gonna force you to tell me everything if you’re not comfortable. that was all in your past. you’re a better person now.” Link kisses her forehead. he grabbed Amelia’s hand to reassure her. their fingers danced to the beat of their hearts.

“i’ll accept you and your flaws, whatever they may be. that makes you, you. and i love you.” he added.

“don’t know what i’ll do without you, really. my big calm mountain.” Amelia kissed his hand in return. “but i’m also very excited to see everyone. it’s been a long time.”

—

Amelia and her family arrived at Seaside Health and Wellness.

“does anyone know we’re coming?” Link asked.

“i texted Addie, she’s at the hospital for a surgery. she’ll be back at 5.”

“and Charlotte?” Link replied.

“she surprised me. i’m returning a favor.”

—

as they’re about to step foot in the building, they heard a loud bang. people are screaming.

a lady got out of the car, “we need help!! somebody call an ambulance!!” she yelled.

“well, guess you’re the one who got surprised.” Link remarked sarcastically.

they both rushed to the scene. “i’m gonna check on them. call 911.” Link handed Scout to Amelia so he can check the severity of the situation. the little baby started crying so Amelia stepped aside to attend to their son, “honey everything’s okay, but don’t look over there. i don’t want you to see that. mommy’s here, you’re gonna be fine. i got you.”

Amelia calls the line. “hello. i’m Doctor Shepherd. we need an ambulance in front of Seaside Health and Wellness, please. a car ran into a pole right around the corner, multiple injuries.”

“we’re on our way doctor.” the paramedic answered.

“Link, is he responsive? Link!” Amelia worries.

“sir.. sir don’t move. i’m Doctor Lincoln. follow my finger” he puts his index finger in the air and let the man follow his direction. he poked the guy’s arm a little bit, “can you feel that?” the man nods. he responded well.

“he’s responsive... atleast for now. his head is bleeding, i see some glass shards. and his arm is broken, we need to get him to the hospital, fast.” he said.

the paramedics got into the scene after few minutes.

“i have to go with them, Amelia.”

“no, yeah you should. i’ll go straight to the hospital, i just need to leave scout with Violet, i hope she’s there. i need to check on that bleed.”

—

“Amelia!! ohmygod!! hi how are you??” Violet yelled of excitement. she has not seen or heard from her for years.

“i’m good, but there was an accident right out front. my boyfriend Link went with the paramedics. he’s an orthopedic surgeon. and i have to check the guy’s possible hemorrhage. it’s quite bad.” Amelia said all these words in a matter of seconds, she’s clearly in a rush.

“oh and by the way, this is Scout, my son. can you watch him for a minute? please?”

“yeah yeah no, it’s fine. there’s a play pen in the lobby, he’s gonna love it. hi there little guy.” Violet accepted and carried Scout in her arms.

“thank you so much. i’ll catch up with you when i get back, i swear.”

“mommy will be back. okay babe? i love you.” Amelia kissed his cheek before rushing through the elevator.

“thank you Vi!” Amelia waved goodbye.

—

Amelia entered the emergency room and saw Link wearing a trauma gown.

“hey, how’s our patient?” Amelia asked.

“he’s stable. his speech is a little slurred though. i stabilized his arm but he needs surgery. just waiting for the scans.”

“Charlotte gave you privileges? where’s she?”

“the next room. i already told her you’re coming, you have yours now too.”

Amelia grabbed a trauma gown and started checking on her patient.

“we need to get him a head CT. and book an OR please. we don’t know how much shards are in there” Amelia ordered the nurse.

“MVC incoming!”

Amelia stopped for a brief moment before she realized who that person is.

it’s James.

“ohhh no.” Amelia gasped.

she didn’t imagine that the love of her life and James, the guy she almost married, will be in the same room together. ever. this was not in any of her plans. shit.

Amelia tried to run away but James already saw her.

“Amelia?”

she had no choice but to turn around. he saw her, it’s too late. she can’t run now.

“James. hi. umm.. there was an accident, we were visiting and there was... an accident. in front of our eyes. life’s funny that way.” Amelia bursted in fake laughter.

“haven’t seen you since...” James got interrupted when Link entered the room.

“hey babe, let’s go.” Link said, handing Amelia the charts.

“hi, i’m James Peterson. i run the ER. nice to meet you doctor....”

“Lincoln. ortho.”

“oh, well nice to meet you Dr. Lincoln, thank you for your help. appreciate it.”

“ofcourse. pleasure to meet you too Dr. Peterson.”

“Dr. Shepherd.” James nodded and smiled at her. he left the room right away.

—

“must be nice to see familiar faces huh.” Link rubbed Amelia’s shoulder.

“yeah. but.. i expected you to react differently. i’m surprised you weren’t fazed or something.”

“why would i be?”

“it’s James... the one i ran away from. we were engaged.”

“that’s him?”

—

end of Part III.

[greyskaimelia]

https://www.wattpad.com/1150662165-love-me-tender-a-kaimelia-kai-bartley-amelia

Go and read!

[riosartbypavel]

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[scartetqueens2]

Every Day (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/706639330-every-day?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ScarletSQueenS2&wp_originator=8KxbIKQ8Mr14uI8ewYHW0Mqo8W3TM0AGvtv2aK089ShR4slVDJKZOmFDToeniBXbdLBs7kl7puhcllAtbUD6rD1hbutYFO5jq63yfcaZC6fJzhnB9xmFNh%2FxqxwmO7bz Since when do they do Valentine's? 😉❤️

[cleofinch]

- Bailey has a baby assisted by George O’ Malley, Grey’s Anatomy 2x17

- Amelia has a baby assisted by Bailey, Grey’s Anatomy, 16x21

[imaearthygal]

my take on greys anatomy big 6′

Meredith: libra sun, gemini rising, scorpio moon, libra venus, scorpio mercury, taurus mars

Derek: libra sun, taurus rising, gemini moon, scorpio venus, leo mars, leo mercury

Christina: Capricorn sun, Virgo rising, Aries moon, gemini mercury, Capricorn mars, Aries Venus

Alex: Aquarius sun, Aries moon, Aquarius moon, Pisces mercury, taurus venus, taurus mars

Miranda: Aries sun, cancer rising, Aries moon, gemini venus, cancer mars, Virgo mercury

Mark: Leo sun, libra rising, gemini moon, Leo mercury, gemini venus, libra mars

Callie: scorpio sun, Aries rising, Leo moon, scorpio mercury, Leo mars, Sagittarius venus

Amelia: Aquarius sun, gemini rising, Pisces moon, aquarius venus, Pisces mercury, Leo mars

THIS IS PART 1, I WILL POST A PART 2 PROBABLY LATER TODAY/TOMORROW:)

[toevenexist]

The baby moves the entire night so she cant sleep and she’s really uncomfortable she can’t find a position to sleep and the next day at work she’s sleepy and tired and with pelvic pain and Link tells her to go to sleep but she doesn’t accept she’s tired

SWEETIE Pt.1

Hey Everybody! I’m baaaack. Here is PART 1 to this. Please be nice and reblog and review me pleeaassee I need to boost my writers ego, (boost it from nothing right now). 

I hope you enjoy this. Also a Reminder that somewhere in my writing universe Amelia was having twins (I think it should have happened in the show, THERE’S NO TWINS IN GREYS) so its twins here. 

Send me more ideas for part 2, 3...80 Link to Masterpost (Binge at your own risk)

Amelia hummed softly, defiantly screwing her eyes shut. She willed the babies to still, to quit dancing, quit testing the boundaries of her womb. She took in a deep breath and released it through pouted lips, cheeks puffed.  

She was coming to the end of her effort at testing the theory that if she was calm, and meditative, the babies would be too. She’d gradually decided it was the opposite for her offspring; drifting in and out of a light sleep, it had taken the last five hours for her to prove that. 

Without even resting her hands against her bump she could feel it contorting and morphing in shape with the movement of the twins. Amelia finally gave up, opening her eyes, staring off into the darkness in front of her. In the silence of the night she could hear the flutter of a lone moth’ wings against her window, and the rushing of the night air outside, cars hummed in the distance. 

She could hear Link next to her too, breathing softly, a quiet snore appearing and disappearing from his breath. When she focused on his presence behind her, an aching, swelling feeling of comfort and love swelled in her chest and she smiled in the dark. 

Normally when the babies were so active Link would help her. He’d rub her stomach and hips and sing for them, it would calm her in a way that she wasn’t able to do for herself, it seemed, no matter how much she tried. Tonight though, she thought he needed sleep more than she did. 

He’d come straight home following a nine and a half hour surgery, that ran his shift late by hours. So she was letting him sleep. She thought she should be able to settle herself, and them, on her own anyway. 

A cool breeze rolled in through the window and she closed her eyes again, stretching her legs out and rolling on to her back. She suppressed a groan and immediately rolled back onto her side, dropping her legs off the bed and pushing herself to sitting. She sat still for a moment, resting her hands against her sides, applying firm pressure and rubbing from her hips to her ribs. He realised she was clenching her jaw and relaxed it, tipping her face up to the ceiling. 

She stared into the fuzzy darkness of the room  and resigned herself to no sleep, and exhaustion tomorrow and rolled her eyes. She took in a deep breath, appreciating the smell of the fresh night air that had become near synonymous with the air in her room. A car alarm rang in the far distance, to her it was the volume of a whisper. 

Amelia stood slowly, curling her toes into the carpet beneath her. She pressed a hand into the ache in the small of her back and stepped up to the window, opening it wider.  A light wind draped against her like a cool shawl and rearranged the hair that framed her face. She hummed mellifluously in an out breath and tipped her face to the sky. 

Link stirred from sleep behind her and she heard the bed creak as he searched her out. “Amelia?” his voice was gravelly. Amelia remained still, though the twins were yet to wind down. “Yeah” Amelia said, pausing a moment and then turning her head to him. She could just make him out, leaning on his elbow, eyes glinting mutely with the light of the street. 

“What’s wrong? Is something wrong?” he said, sitting up, sleep ebbing away from him too. 

Amelia turned now, one hand holding on to the window sill, the other rest in the angle between her hip and the swell of her stomach. “They haven’t let me sleep” She admitted, setting herself back on the bed, melting with each hand that Link lay on her. “At all?”

“Some, but not much” she said, sighing, feeling suddenly exhausted but still as if she had two hamsters running in wheels inside her. She instantly felt guilty for comparing them to hamsters, but it was short lived as she pressed her face into Link’s chest and took in his smell. She let out an “mmmmnnnn” in pleasure and shivered, feeling her skin prickle as he chuckled. He continued to rub therapeutic spirals against her stomach. 

“Feel good?” 

Her answer was a sigh and a hum, she felt the movement inside her slow, as if the twins were settling cats, now walking in small circles before they curl up for sleep. 

“Why didn’t you wake me Amelia? You’re going to be dragging all day tomorrow” He said. Amelia just hummed again, too absorbed in the blissful sensation he was permitting. The world felt as if it were slowing down finally, she felt herself spacing out. He felt it happening too; felt the babies winding down, and felt all the strain and tension leave Amelia. 

She was still, and melded into his side, one warm hand loosely grasping his forearm. Her hot exhalations warmed the crook of his neck and he allowed for calm to envelop him again. He folded himself against her and held her. She felt heavy and soft in his arms and against his hands. He lay a firm kiss against her head, at the part of her hair and closed his eyes.

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The sun was still asleep, but the sky showed signs of its waking. Amelia was asleep too. Link was lying on his side, he’d awoken a little while ago, feeling rested. The room was warm, Amelia liked it that way. During the night she’d always throw the duvet away from her, only her feet were tucked under it. Her t-shirt was twisted and wound around her, up against the underside of her breasts. Other than that she wore a pair of underwear, dappled grey.  

Link gazed at her. She was so relaxed, so peaceful. One arm was draped across her torso, her index finger twitched against her stomach. He watched as she stirred slightly, turning her head to face Link. She sighed in her sleep, splaying her hand and sliding it to rest against her lower stomach. She settled again, completely oblivious of the Link’s gaze, of his thoughts. 

Link smiled tightly, pursing his lips. He felt guilty knowing he’d be waking her in a few minutes. She grimaced slightly and rolled slowly onto her side facing him. Even asleep now, she didn’t seem to be fully comfortable. Link peered down at her stomach, the culprit in all this. He reached out and laid a hand against the exposed skin. There was stillness there now, he smiled. 

“Amelia…” Link spoke softly, a creeping whisper. He brought his hand to her face and rest it against her cheek, drawing a line down her nose and across her soft lips. “Amelia” 

She whined weakly, pouting. “Its half seven sweetie”

“Mnn sweetie” She contested the word, and Link grinned, moving his hand back to her waist, massaging her tired muscles. “Why are they sleeping now?” she moaned, feeling genuinely tearful. 

“They had a long night” Link said, raising his brow, smiling sympathetically. Amelia just whimpered, opening her eyes. “You want a tea? caffeinated?” Link said, tipping his head to the side, meeting her eyes. She frowned and nodded, “Yes please” 

“Okay, I’ll go make it, some toast too?”

“Yes please”

“You okay getting up?” he asked, knowing she’d be feeling rough. She hummed yes and rolled onto the back. He offered his hand anyway and helped her sit up, moving closer and stooping down to kiss her on the lips. He held her face between his hands and they locked eyes.

 “I’m sorry they stopped you sleeping, but you’re doing amazing,” He said. Amelia smiled weakly and leaned into one of his hands, sighing. 

“Thanks” she said. 

“Alright, I’ll be back in a bit, or do you want to just come down for it?” 

“I’ll come down” 

“Okay”, he said, kissing her quickly again before leaving. 

Amelia huffed, standing up shakily, feeling her muscle protest and an ache set in in her pelvis. 

It took her a little longer than usual to get ready, so much that Link came up to check on her. He poked his head around the corner, finding her slipping on her shoes, holding on to the chest of draws. 

“Alright?” he said and she smiled, forcefully, trying to deceive herself of the utter fatigue she was feeling. Link thought to say she looked beautiful, because he always thought she was, but he didn’t, deciding it was the last thing she’d want to hear. 

She was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a plaid shirt that hung loosely on her. Her smile faded and she became more vacant as she made her way to the door. “Are you okay? You hurting?”

“Uuumm… I guess” she forced some cheerfulness into her voice as she walked ahead of him down the stairs. But her pace descending was a giveaway at the discomfort she was in. 

“I’m okay... I’m okay, I got this” she said, reaching the bottom of the stairs, eyeing him at the top of them, nodding meeting his eyes, wanting to reassure him. Heading for the kitchen she found Maggie sat at the table, who nudged Amelia’s tea towards her as she entered. 

Amelia took a sip and hummed her delight, closing her eyes. She quickly opened them, realising how good it felt to shut her eyes, and how much she’d like to go back to bed. She decided too to stay standing, hesitant to let herself rest, worried the stopping and starting would make her pelvic cramping worse. She downed her tea, sighing. 

“I heard you had a rough night?” Maggie said, standing up and taking Amelia’s empty mug. 

“Yup… it’s fine, I just need to get going…” Amelia said, arching her back and rolling her shoulders back. Link bustled in then, arranging his bag on his shoulder, and dropping his jacket into a chair. 

“Take it easy maybe Amelia” Maggie said, nodding, resting her hand on Amelia’s shoulder, Amelia met her eyes. Maggie stood before her, looking equally exhausted having just finished a night shift. 

“I will” Amelia said, nodding, unsure at how she was going to balance her day with what she felt she needed, which was twelve hours of sleep. She laughed a little.

Maggie grinned, seeing that resilience in Amelia’s eyes. She leaned down so her face was close to Amelia’s bump, uttering “naughty babies”.  Link chuckled, folding his arms. 

Standing sharply, Maggie took in a breath, “Right, have a good day, I’m going to bed” She said, waving as she headed for her room. 

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In the car Amelia sat rigid, with restless legs, and hands that gripped her bouncing knees. She yawned for the third time and rubbed her face, widening her eyes. 

“Amelia? Are you sure you’re okay to work?”

“I’m okay Link, I slept some and I feel okay”

“Amelia, promise me you’re not going to push yourself today?”

“Link…” Amelia sighed, dropping her head against the headrest. She didn’t want to promise she wouldn’t do something that she was already doing. She was already pushing herself and had been the moment she’d pushed herself up out of bed. 

“Amelia” He tried to reason. 

“Link, truth is I’m pushing myself now, I’m exhausted and I’m hurting... But link” she shifted in her seat, sitting up. “I’m 7 months pregnant, I’m tired all the time, and I need to do my job”

“Amelia, I get that but you need too…”

“Link, don’t tell me what I need to do okay, I know, I’m a grown woman” she said, raising her voice. She flushed hot, her temper crackling like a fire inside her. ‘God I’m tired’ she thought, in an internal sigh that dragged her eyes closed. Link had stopped speaking, sensing her patience dwindling.

 “I’m sorry” she mumbled, slow blinking and clasping her hands together in her lap.   

“It’s okay” Link said, pursing his lips, eyes fixed on the road ahead. 

Amelia took a lengthy breath and peered down at herself. Her last pregnancy had been taxing in a completely different way. As they pulled into the hospital parking lot she held her stomach, looking down at the curve, and reminded herself that beneath her hands, were two healthy babies. At the end of all the pain and strain and tiredness, she’d have two babies, living and breathing in her arms. 

She hadn’t realised they were parked till Link’s hand came into view, resting and caressing her thigh. She looked up, finding his gaze. He smiled a warm, and grateful smile; o warm, she felt it sooth her. 

“I am your servant today, wherever I can be” 

“My slave” Amelia chuckled heartily, a lightness gracing her.

“Haha sure, I’m indebted to you for this” he said, resting his hand against her stomach.

“You sure are… you can carry any future babies, all eight of them” 

Link’s brows rose at that and he smiled toothily. “Eight? Why not ten, take it to a dozen”

“Well it’s your vagina Link” Amelia said, nonchalantly, opening her door and turning, smirking. 

“Wait don’t move…” Link said, opening his door and making his way around to her side.

“I’ll wait for slave” Amelia said, dramatically throwing herself against the back of her chair in despair. 

“Okay, come on” he said, offering his hand.

“All joke’s aside Link I do appreciate your help” Amelia said, taking his hand and standing up, turning her face away to hide the discomfort she felt grow the moment she was up. She let Link collect all their things, walking with him, and stretching and arching her back before they headed across to the hospital.

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