#Omelia Fiction

[theshepherdandthehunter]

Are You Staying? (Part 2)

A/N: It’s finally here! First of all, thank you so so so much for the overwhelmingly positive response you’ve all given to Part 1!!! I’m so glad you’re enjoying this story, and so many of you taking the time out of your day to like and/or comment has made me so thankful and happy! Thank you!!! So I hope this part will have been worth the wait, and without further ado, here we go, get ready to feel the emotions!

Part 1 can be found here.

Edit: Thanks to the anon who pointed me to a scene in Private Practice where Amelia’s Unicorn baby kicks (thank you for your diligence anon!), I’ve made a little adjustment to the story (as I’d previously written he never kicked or moved)!

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“Oh,” her smile falters as realization hits her “you’re awake”. She hesitates, standing still in the entryway to the living room, facing the back of the couch.

“I’m awake,” Owen nods slowly “Amelia, I …” but he doesn’t know what else to say, what words could possible convey what he was feeling? I’m sorry wouldn’t even begin to cover it, not by a long shot.

“Yeah”. The silence that followed felt heavier than either of them had experienced between them before. “How much of that did you hear?”

To his credit, he at least had the decency to look guilty. “All of it, I think.”

“So also the part where I told him you’re an amazing foster dad?” She tried hard to smirk, but failed, desperately wanting to divert the conversation away from what was causing the tension between them. Not sure if she was ready to talk about it just yet, or at all. She wondered if she should be mad at him for eavesdropping and not turning off the baby monitor. But realistically, she probably wouldn’t have done so either had she been in his place. Privacy is a fragile thing, especially when you’d shared as much as she and Owen had together. She found she didn’t even mind as much that he knew now, without her having to tell him face to face. In a way, this might have made it easier.

“Amelia, why didn’t you tell me?” His soft spoken words aren’t an accusation, and Amelia could hear the genuine consideration, and pain, behind them.

“I couldn’t, Owen,” she took a deep, steadying breath, walking to the couch to sit down next to him. “I couldn’t. I didn’t even really know what I was feeling myself.” She shuffled around nervously, not sure how to say what she knew she needed to. He needed to know the whole story, she needed to tell him. Wanting to grab his hand, but scared that she’d chicken out completely at first contact, she kept her arms wrapped around herself. “When I thought I was pregnant, that time, I started out being so happy about it. Scared, sure, but happy. I worried about how to tell you, if I should tell you beforehand, so we could take the test together. Or if I should make sure I was actually pregnant before telling you, so I wouldn’t get your hopes up for nothing. And I worried about how you would react, even though I knew you wanted a baby, I didn’t know if you would be ready for it when it would actually become reality. But I never worried about me. I didn’t think about how I felt about it, because I was happy. I felt happy.” She could feel tears starting to form in her eyes. “But then when we took that test, and we were waiting for the result, all of a sudden I couldn’t breathe. All I could think about was my baby, my Unicorn baby. And about how cold he’d been when I held him, how pale, and fragile. But alive still. He kicked sometimes, you know, just like any other baby. I could feel him moving. He was there, he was real, an actual, living and breathing baby. It felt normal.” The tears started to gradually slide down her cheeks now. “But he wasn’t normal. I gave birth to him just to let him die, Owen. He lived for 43 minutes and then they took him, and opened him up, took him apart. I asked them to do that.” Her voice broke when she uttered those last few words, the guilt becoming too much.    

“And all I could think about was that I didn’t want to go through that again. I didn’t want to put you through that. And I prayed, in those two minutes we had to wait, I prayed that I wasn’t pregnant, that I wouldn’t have to grow another live for nine months, just to have to give it up again. And when that single line showed up, I was so relieved. I felt like I could finally breathe again. I wasn’t pregnant. But you,” a sob escaped her. “You were heart broken. I could see it, Owen. You’d thought you were finally getting what you’d wanted for so long, and then you didn’t. And I understood, I really did. And you were so comforting, talking about how we would keep trying. How could I possibly tell you that just the idea of trying again scared the living hell out of me? That I couldn’t give you that, that I didn’t think I’d ever be able to give you that? After everything, how could I tell you that I never wanted to be pregnant again? Because I wanted to give you that Owen, I wanted to give you everything that you wanted, a baby, a family, to make you happy. To see you happy, because I loved you, I still do. But doing that would have destroyed me. Every fiber of my being wanted to run away from that so badly, to never, ever, have to carry another Unicorn baby. To never even have to think about it again. So I ran, I distanced myself from you. Because you were synonymous with that fear, with a baby, with a pregnancy. With that pain. And I couldn’t handle it. I couldn’t. I … I didn’t know how to.” Speaking so fast, she had to take a deep breath, trying to steady her rapidly thumping heartbeat.  

“And I’m sorry, Owen. I’m sorry I did that to you. You didn’t deserve that. You deserved to get everything you wanted, to be happy.”

Owen just stared at her, his mouth slightly agape, her words almost foreign after so long of avoiding this very topic. And not just foreign, but gut-wrenching. How had he been so oblivious to her hurt? He continued to stare at her, letting her words sink in while he watched her worry her bottom lip between her teeth (a habit of stress he’d seen her do too many times in all the time he’d known her), before finally speaking up. “I pushed you. I should never have pushed you so hard, I’m sorry. I …” he huffed out in frustration “I should have been there for you. I was only thinking about what I wanted, about my idea of a family. I want … wanted a family so much, god. And I still do, now. But I let it consume me, completely. I suffocated you.” She flinched a little when she heard him say those words, a repeat of what she’d yelled at him in the hospital corridor once.

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to organize his thoughts enough to put them into words. “For so long, I thought everybody wanted kids, because that’s what you did, that was normal. I couldn’t understand why anybody would not want kids, didn’t realize that that was even an option. And then everything with Cristina happened, and I just…” He’d fucked up was what he did. “But with you it all felt so natural. When you told me you wanted to have kids with me, five of them no less.” He chuckled softly at that memory, “I couldn’t believe my luck. That you, of all people, were so willing to give me a family. As if it was some sort of reparation. And then you began to withdraw, and told me you didn’t want to have a baby. All of it, everything that happened with Cristina, the abortion … it all came crashing back into me. And I unfairly held that against you. Instead of listening to you, to what you were trying to tell me, instead of talking to you, I blamed you for all of it. I went straight into defense, and I’m so sorry. I never meant to put that on you, you didn’t deserve that. I treated you as if we got married for the sole purpose of having a baby, because I thought that would be what would make us a family. But I was so wrong, we already were a family, and I ruined that. I never wanted to make you feel like you couldn’t talk to me, that you couldn’t tell me about your baby because I was so damn stuck on my own fantasy. God, I’m so, so sorry.” He fell quiet, not sure of how to continue, whether what he was about to say next would be wholly out of line.

“And wishing that he was here instead of those other kids isn’t horrible, Amelia.” He reached out a hand to cup her cheek, his words referring to what he’d overheard her whisper to Leo. “I’m not claiming to understand what it felt like, I never could. But I need you to know that it wasn’t your fault. Deciding to carry him to term so he could be a donor must have been excruciating. And you don’t need my approval, I know, but you made a good decision. You didn’t hurt him, Amelia. You carry that burden, but it’s also a triumph. You were, are, his mother. You gave him the chance to be a super hero. A tiny, life-saving super hero, like you.” By the end of it, his voice had little by little lowered to a whisper, full of respect for how resilient she’d been, was still being.    

They sat in silence, their words settling between them. After a while, Amelia looked up to see Owen sitting face down, staring at his hands in his lap. “I guess we both need to learn a thing or two about communication, huh.” Bumping her shoulder against his gently, she leaned over to grasp his hand, weaving her fingers into his. They sat like that for what felt like another thirty minutes, her head resting on his shoulders, his feet propped up on the coffee table once more, both of them staring into space without really seeing anything. Both of them drained from unleashing months and months’ worth of build-up emotions.

“Thank you,” he whispered eventually “for telling me, I mean. Thank you.” He turned his head to look into her eyes.

“You too.” And she meant it. It felt good to have all of this finally out in the open, to be able to talk about it. “We can’t take back our regrets, O, but maybe we can work on talking to each other more … you know, for future reference.” At these words, Owen tilted his head a little (in truly iconic Owen style), a look of relief in his eyes. Just as he was about to answer, however, Leo’s cries came washing in over the baby monitor once more, startling them.

“Let me go grab him.” He let go of Amelia’s hand and stood up, hesitating for a second before leaning back down to lay a soft kiss on her forehead. Not saying anything else, he left the room to go get Leo. When he returned a few minutes later, with a howling baby cradled against his chest, Amelia had grabbed the discarded blanket from the floor and was nestled into the corner of the couch where Owen had previously been sitting.

“He needed another diaper change.” He explained as he sat back down on Amelia’s other side, while she draped the blanket over both him and Leo. “But it hasn’t stopped his crying. Why is he still crying? I mean, I know babies go through a lot of diapers, but is this normal? He’s not just going through them, he’s exhausting the stockpile like a bat out of hell. And he cries a lot,” he was slowly starting to panic, “I mean, A LOT. Do you think there’s something wrong? Why didn’t the clean diaper stop his crying? I should take him to the hospital, right?”

Amelia interrupted him by covering the hand with which he was rubbing Leo’s back with her own. “There’s this pediatrician in Chicago that said babies cry like birds fly. It’s part of being the creature we are. Babies cry, Owen, and you’re not always going to know why, or how to stop it. Sometimes he’s just going to cry, because. No reason. It’s not your fault, that’s just what babies do. It doesn’t mean you’re not doing a good job, I promise. You just need to get used to each other.” She smiled at him reassuringly, and he meets her gaze with his. “You’re doing great.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Owen sighed, still looking into her eyes. “Okay.” He grabbed her hand again and held onto it, gently resting them intertwined on Leo’s back. “Okay.” As if sensing that a small crisis had just been averted, Leo’s cries started to slow down to a whimper, and Owen’s panic started to fade. “Do you think that maybe you could stay another night tomorrow? If you’re not working, or have other plans?” He knew their issues weren’t resolved. That there was still a lot to work on and talk about before they could truly move on. But they were healing, they’d made a start, and in that moment he felt so much love and respect for this woman. They might not be together, right now, but he could not imagine ever spending his life with anyone else than her anymore. She had no obligation to him or Leo whatsoever, he had made the decision to become a foster parent, and he sure as hell didn’t want to pressure her into anything she wasn’t ready for, or didn’t want. But if she would ever choose to share that part of her with him, that would make him the luckiest man on earth.   

She smiled, “we’ll see how you’re doing tomorrow, major.” Squeezing his hand, she pulled up the blanket around them so that it covered them up to their chests, with Leo’s head peeking out from under, and rested her head back onto Owen’s shoulder. Still holding his hand.

“But if after tomorrow you still need me, just in case, I promise I’ll stay.”

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A/N2: That’s it folks! I hope I did the seriousness and emotional load of the topic justice, and that it lived up to your expectations. I also hope Owen wasn’t OOC, because I have to admit I didn’t really watch Grey’s Anatomy until Amelia came into it in Season 10 (I came from Private Practice). So I’m not entirely up to date on Owen’s character development, especially surrounding him and Cristina’s relationship on the show. But I did definitely enjoy writing this so much! And again, feedback is always appreciated!

[greysanatomy-station19addict]

Some Kind of Miracle: Part One

I wrote this about a year and a half ago so some things may seem off, but I hope you like it anyways 😊

She was all whole and healed. She had been whole and healed for a while, except the thing was she wasn't whole and she wasn't healed. On the outside she was beautiful, strong and brave, but whenever she found herself alone, it seemed like her world would fall apart.

She never had an easy life. She watched her father get shot when she was just a little girl, her boyfriend died, her brother died and her baby died. Everyone she loved, died. She struggled with addiction for many years, but now she was all whole and healed. She was married, had a great husband, and more sisters than she could count on one hand. But she loved it. As annoying as her sisters were sometimes, she loved them, and her husband. Owen was perfect. They had it all. Except kids. Owen wanted kids. He wanted them so bad, and so did she. She really did want kids, but at the same time, she didn't want them. She couldn't handle the heartache if something happened to another baby. She wouldn't survive it.

The day her son died was vivid in her mind. It always was. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't forget the feeling of watching her baby die. Watching the lifeless body being taken away by doctors. She knew that her baby had saved many lives when he donated his organs, but it still hurt. The hardest part sometimes was that she couldn't tell Owen why she was scared to have a baby. She wanted to tell him so bad, she knew once he knew he would understand, but she couldn't handle the look, the look of sympathy she got every time. She hated that look.

Amelia sat at the desk in the ER watching patients come and go. It was a quiet day in the ER and she knew that a quiet ER was a bad sign. She knew at any moment the phone would ring, or a trauma would come in or one of her patients upstairs would need her. She enjoyed the quiet, but she knew the quiet was a bad sign.

Before she knew it a call had come in. An ambulance with a 5-year-old boy was on the way. She paged Meredith and Alex and headed out to meet the ambulance. Within minutes the ambulance had pulled up and Alex and Meredith stood next to Amelia to meet it. The paramedics jumped out of the rig and opened the doors.

"Parker Lowe, five years old, had a seizure. Seized once on route for two minutes, but stopped with a dose of lorazepam."

Amelia checked Parker's pupils and proceeded to rush him into a trauma room. Alex followed behind, while Meredith stopped to talk to and console the mother. Once in the trauma room, Amelia was able to get a better look at Parker. Before they even had a chance to do another exam he began to seize again.

"Someone get me another dose of lorazepam and call up to CT and let them know we're coming."

Amelia and Alex left the ER with the boy on their way to CT. Meredith stayed with the mother to get some information from her.

"Mrs. Lowe, can you tell me about Parker. Did anything happen to cause the seizure?"

Parker's mother was frantic, between sobs she tried to console herself enough to tell Meredith what had happened.

"It's ok, just take your time. But I do need to know what happened."

"Parker was fine. Yesterday we went to the zoo and he was so happy, but last night he had a slight fever. He wasn't really complaining he was sick so I didn't think much of it, until this morning when he was throwing up and complaining of a headache and a stomach ache and next thing I know he's seizing."

Meredith took Mrs. Lowe to the waiting room and told her she was going to go up to CT and check on Parker. She was just about to leave when Mrs. Lowe made her stop in her tracks.

"You don't think he's rejecting the heart do you?"

"Rejecting the heart?"

"When Parker was five months old he had a heart transplant."

Meredith's eyes widened as the boy's mother spoke.

"When he was born, right from the start we knew there was something wrong. The doctors did tests and discovered he had hyperplastic left heart syndrome. We almost lost him twice. They put him on the transplant list when he was four months old and at five months he had the transplant. He's been fine ever since."

Meredith took in all the information and left to go let Alex and Amelia know what she had found out. When she got there they were both in the CT booth waiting for the images to come up.

"Is there anything on the scans?" Meredith asked before saying anything about the heart transplant.

"The scans just came up and...they seem to be clear. I don't see anything that looks concerning." Alex reassured her.

"Well good, because he had a heart transplant."

Alex and Amelia both stopped and just looked at Meredith.

"A heart transplant?" You didn't think to start with that?" Alex barked at her.

"I'm sorry. The mother just told me. He had a transplant when he was five months old. Yesterday he had a slight fever and then this morning he was throwing up and complaining of a headache and stomach ache."

Alex continued to examine to scans but still determined there was nothing of concern. Amelia also agreed that his head CT was clear, which was a good thing, but still left them with unknown answers. Alex decided it was best to get Parker set up in peds overnight for observation and to run more tests to see if they could figure out what caused the seizure.

While Alex took Parker and got him set up in a room, Meredith and Amelia went down to find Parker's mom and let her know what their plan is.

"Mrs. Lowe, this is Dr. Shepherd, she's the head of neuro here and has taken an extensive look at Parker's scans."

"Mrs. Lowe, I looked very closely at Parker's head CT and there was nothing of concern on any of his scans. This is a good thing; however, it doesn't explain why he had the seizures. We're going to keep him here overnight for observation and to run some more tests, but if all comes back clear, you should be able to take him home tomorrow."

"Thank you so much. I was so worried he was rejecting his heart. This wasn't caused by his heart was it?"

"As far as I can tell the seizure was not caused by his heart, but I am going to have our cardio surgeon take a look at him just to be sure. Where did he have the transplant? Just so we can get a copy of his chart."

"He was born at St. Ambrose Hospital in LA. He was there for the first five months of his life and had his transplant there on May 15th, 2012."

Amelia smiled and she thanked Mrs. Lowe for the information and told her she would be up later to check on Parker. Amelia hurried off before Meredith even had a chance to say anything else to her. She brought Mrs. Lowe up to Parker's room and told them both she'd be back soon to check on them.

As Meredith walked out of Parker's room and handed the chart to the nurse, she looked around for Amelia. Meredith knows Amelia as good as anyone can, so she knows she can be moody and unpredictable sometimes, but the look Amelia got in her eyes when Mrs. Lowe spoke of Parker's heart transplant was one Meredith had not seen before. It was a look Meredith was fearful of.

Amelia went to the first on call room she could find that was empty and locked the door. She was numb. Her mind was numb; her body was numb. She couldn't feel anything.

May 15th, 2012, that is one day that Amelia would never forget. But one that she didn't want to remember. Why did it have to be that date? The memories flashed through her mind. Ones she tried so hard to forget. Memories the people around her didn't even know existed were flooding her. She needed to know. She needed to know if what she thought was happening was actually happening.

Meredith found Amelia a short time later outside the nurses station on the peds floor. She could tell just by looking at Amelia that something was off, but she also knew not to push her. Pushing her was the worst thing to do to Amelia. Before Meredith even got a chance to ask any questions, Amelia spoke up.

"Did you page cardio to come have a look at Parker?"

"Maggie is going to come up. She's waiting on the hospital in LA to send over Parker's charts."

"Oh, Maggie is getting the charts? Has she looked at them yet?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't seen her in a while."

"Ok. Thanks."

Meredith nodded before speaking up again.

"Amelia are you ok? You just seem a little distant since this morning."

"What? Oh yeah, I'm fine. I'll talk to you later."

Meredith brushed Amelia's reaction off and went in to check on Parker. Since seeing him this morning, Parker had been doing much better. His lab results were still coming back clear which was a good sign that his seizures were just a fluke.

A little while later Meredith found Maggie coming out of Parker's room.

"How's he doing? How's his heart?"

"It looks as good as can be. I did an echo and it doesn't look like his heart caused the seizures. I looked closely over the notes from his transplant and his follow ups and everything is right where it should be. I will continue to monitor him over the next few months, but everything looks good."

"That's great. His mother will be very happy his heart is fine…Has Amelia come to find you? She wanted to look at the charts that were sent from LA."

"I'm on my way to meet her now actually. I'll see you after."

Maggie found Amelia with her head in her hands sat in the attending's lounge. Maggie knew instantly that something was bothering Amelia, but Maggie also knew not to push for information. Not with Amelia. Sometimes it was just best to let Amelia figure things out and wait for her to process a situation. But Maggie knew this time was different. Amelia needed someone now.

"Amelia are you ok? I have the charts you wanted."

Amelia lifted her head from her hands and revealed terrified eyes. She wanted those charts so bad, but she was so afraid of the information they held. Once she opened those charts and revealed what she knew in her heart was in them nothing would be the same. No one would look at her the same. Owen. Owen would treat her different. He would say he wouldn't, but he would. The look of pity. She didn't want pity. That's why no one knows. Her past is a secret.

Amelia assured Maggie she was fine before taking the charts and leaving the room with them. She went to an on call room and locked the door. She sat down with the chart in her hands. She tried to open the chart when she realized her hands were shaking. She took and few deep breaths and opened the chart. It only took reading three lines of the chart to figure out what she already knew. That little boy has her sons heart.

It didn't matter if she wanted to read more of the chart, because even if she did, she couldn't see it with the tears in her eyes. She didn't need to read the rest of the chart to know what was in there. She knew everything. She lived everything. It was her life. A piece of her life was in this chart. It was in that little boy.

Amelia sat alone in the on call room for what seemed like hours. As much as she wanted to be alone, she needed to talk to someone. She wanted Derek. She wanted to talk to Derek. She wanted to tell him about his nephew and how she wished he had met him, but she couldn't talk to Derek. Derek was gone. She couldn't talk to Owen. She wasn't ready for him to know. She wasn't ready for Mer or Maggie to know. She wanted to talk to someone, but she still needed her secret. She picked up her pager and paged the one person she knew would understand and the one person she knew would keep her secret.

A few minutes later a knock came at the door. When Amelia opened the door she came face to face with Alex. She wasn't sure why, but she knew she could confide in Alex.

"Hey, you paged? What's up?" Alex knew immediately that this page wasn't a good page. He knew something was up.

"You know your patient, Parker Lowe?"

"Yeah, the kid who had the seizure."

"He had a heart transplant when he was five months old." Amelia informed him.

"Yeah I know. Maggie came up earlier and took a look at him. She said his heart wasn't the cause of the seizure. She didn't come talk to you?"

"No, umm, yeah she did. But he had a heart transplant. May 15th, 2012 at St. Ambrose Hospital in LA."

"Amelia, I read his chart. What's going on?"

"Remember a while ago I told you I had a baby when I was in LA and he died and donated his organs…"

Suddenly Alex knew exactly where Amelia was going with this. He knew exactly what she was trying to tell him. When he looked at her, he could see her eyes filled with tears.

"That little boy has your sons heart…"

[francescabuccino]

New fanfiction!

Is anyone ready for a new fanfic?!? It’s coming in less than an hour...

[jordan202]

Guess what!

Hello Omelia fandom!

wow, it’s been so long, I am not even sure I still know how to do this. But I will give it my best try!

Okay, so, first thing first, after coming back on Tumblr after months of not checking this platform, I was overwhelmed with the many DMs/asks I got during this period, most of them expressing concern for my absence. I can’t thank you guys enough for all the support, the lovely words and everything else you’ve sent me. I also want to take the opportunity and apologize to those who felt neglected or ignored by me. It was never my intention. I am saying this because while the vast majority of the messages I got have been positive, some people accused me of some things, which I will not get into, but I just want to say I am really, really sorry if I let you down, whoever you may be.

Okay, so about the unfinished My Boys story (Just a Feeling): It’s finally finished! I can’t believe it either.  I have all chapters ready and they will be posted today (the Netflix style I promised a while back). I always said I would finish this story and that wasn’t an empty promise. I really don't like to abandon any work in half, not only because I think I owe it to the people who took their time to read the chapters, but also because it’s something I personally don't feel comfortable with. I am sorry it took me so long to finish this. I confess I don’t even know where the Omelia fandom is at right now, I am not sure if people still come here, if they still read fan fiction. but I owed it to the readers and to myself to wrap that story.

Okay, so I will be back here shorty with the chapters and once again, thank you all for the positiveness you’ve always given me! I truly feel blessed !

[storybrookelifestyle]

Anyone up for reading an old (unposted) omelia fan fiction?

[afreakwitheyes]

Omelia Fanfic Preview

 Author’s note: Hello, this is a preview of a  fan fiction i’m writing. Its been awhile since I’ve wrote so, I apologize for the mistakes or general writing. I’m not entirely sure what direction to take this in but, more than likely it will be a multi chapter. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think. 

I turn the corner and make my way to the O.R. board, to cross my name off. The 12 hour surgery I was just in was exhausting and I’m ready to get Leo and go home. As I make my way to the board, I spot Amelia filling out charts. She looks so beautiful. I’ve always thought she was the most stunning woman I've ever met and the way she looks tonight is not changing that. 

Just when I think of an excuse to walk over to there and talk to her, Link shows up. Its not that I dislike the guy, I don’t like him with her. The thought of them together makes my skin crawl. That should be me but, she deserves me at my best and I’m going to be sure I am my best first. 

I decide to walk up to her anyway. “hey, Amelia.” I say and smile. 

 “Oh hi Owen”  her and link turn around and look at me. 

“Are we still working on that research proposal tonight?” I ask, maybe a little too eagerly.

 “ Of course, we really need to get that done. Meet at me at Mer’s? ” 

 “Sounds good! See you then, I’ll bring pizza.” I offer.

 “oh get me-”   she starts

“pepperoni with extra mushrooms, I know.” I finish. She just smiles and thanks me. 

As I walk away I can’t help but, smile. I’m so excited to spend time with her. I may not get to tell her I love her tonight but, I get to spend time with her and that’s all I need for now.

Thank you for reading! Tell me what you think and what direction I should take this in. 

[shepherdamy]

The big reveal

(Fun fact: Once I wrote a Towen/Omelia fiction and Teddy told Owen about the baby almost the same way!!)

[greysfanpage388]

Tagged

I’m being tagged by the lovely Sandra @private-practice-fan

name: Ailing star sign: Virgo average hours of sleep: 6 hours lucky number: 7 last thing i googled: Hurricane Irma favourite fictional character: Amelia Shepherd, Charlotte King what are you wearing right now: My working scrubs when did you start this blog: I actually started more than 7 years ago, but revived it more than 2 years ago amount of followers: 1,047 Don’t let this number fool you though ;) what do i post: Greys and PP stuff, my Omelia fanfics and motivational stuff do i run any more blogs: No do i get a lot of asks: Not really. But once in a while a nice anon would drop by to send me a nice message which really makes my day :)  Asks really make my day! why did i choose this url: its derived from my name ;) I’m tagging @elipcius @only-freakin-sunflowers @robbinsarizonas@erikarayearth41 @sanlos @beafreaklikeme2 @fight-till-u-cant-fight-anymore @cizavilation @jordan202 @bafy-usy @francescabuccino @juanitawritings @filterlessmia @theschokoheart @bethisinwonderland

[ears-awake-eyes-opened]

Are you still an Omelia shipper?

The strongest connection I’ve ever had with fictional characters has been with this ship. It has been the most powerful chemistry I’ve ever experienced, affecting my body, mind, spirit, and life in deep and lasting ways. I poured my soul into my dreams for the characters as I wrote them. I discovered aspects of myself that I had never imagined. My heart broke open in divine love. For a period of time, I scarcely knew how to function in my life. Not Kevin, not Caterina, my love has been for Omelia. That kind of feeling does not go away. It has changed, evolved, softened, deepened into my real world relationships, passions, and hopes. My answer is yes. I still ship Omelia. I’ll ship Omelia long after Grey’s is done. I’ll ship Omelia forever. Omelia for me has always been much more than the characters, so much more than a show on Thursday nights.

[walshizzle]

Tag game

I was tagged by @only-freakin-sunflowers who I btw just started talking to yesterday and it turns out we watch the same shows and ship the same couples! How cool is that?

r u l e s : answer the questions - not restricted to one fandom. tag as many people as you’d like afterwards.

first ever fandom? Probably Rebelde. Did anyone watch that? It was a big teenage thing over here.

first ever ship? Mia and Miguel from Rebelde.

first death that made you cry/upset? I can’t remember for sure but I think it was Lexie.

OTP? Omelia, Charcoop, Slexie, Margot and Danny, Adlock.

NOTP? Izzex 

least favourite fictional character? Erica Hahn. Definitely Erica Hahn.

5 favourite female fictional characters? Amelia Shepherd, Megan Hunt, Charlotte King, Addison Montgomery, Margot Bishop.

5 favourite male fictional characters? Mark Sloan, Owen Hunt, Sherlock Holmes, Phil Dunphy, Nathan Riggs

5 favourite actors/actresses? Caterina Scorsone, Kate Walsh, Amy Brenneman, Martin Henderson, Patrick Dempsey

4 favourite characters who died/left the show? Ellis Grey (I know, she was a bitch but I loved her), Cristina Yang (yes, you are allowed to like Cristina even if you ship Omelia), Lexie Grey, Mark Sloan

3 favourite characters from shows you stopped watching? I think the only show I stopped watching was 7th Heaven. And I literally stopped after the 10th season because it was officially over before they filmed S11. So I’d have to say Mary Camden, Lucy Camden and Kevin Kinkirk.

3 favourite characters from shows that have ended? These are all going to be from PP: Addison Montgomery (although she was in Grey’s as well), Charlotte King, Sheldon Wallace.

3 favourite shows you started in the last year? The Leftovers, The Catch, Sherlock

favourite tv show: Grey’s Anatomy

tv show you want to watch: I’m gonna name two. Castle and Jane the virgin.

I’m tagging @magicalpostface @gl211 @greysukay @jordan202 :)

[robbinsarizonas]

Tag Game

These are awesome. I love these. Thankyou so much Belle (@only-freakin-sunflowers) for tagging me in this :D

r u l e s : answer the questions - not restricted to one fandom. tag as many people as you’d like afterwards.

first ever fandom? The Glee fandom. Yep, that was where it all started. I didn’t know what a fandom even was xD

first ever ship? #FinchelForever

first death that made you cry/upset? Alexandra Caroline Grey. Now this is awful right, but I didn’t cry. I didn’t cry because at that point I had only just started watching Grey’s and I didn’t even know her, but she was my favourite and I couldn’t believe she got crushed with that plane. If I haaaad watched the rest of Grey’s first, for sure would have cried. I’d cry now, I make it a rule to not watch Flight so that doesn’t happen ahahah xD Lexie Grey Deserved Better.

OTP? Omelia, Sanvers, WestAllen (Because there’s simply too many things I ship, so these are the ones I ship most right now xD)

NOTP? Karamel Karamel Karamel Karamel.

least favourite fictional character? So many douchebags. All of the douchebags. Damien Darhk, Mon-El, Preston Burke, Lauren Boswell, Eobard Thawne, the list goes on. Damien Darhk is right at the top of my hit list, and there he’s gonna stay forever for killing Laurel.

5 favourite female fictional characters?

Amelia Shepherd

Lexie Grey

Sara Lance

Alex Danvers

Laurel Lance

5 favourite male fictional characters?

Ray Palmer

Owen Hunt

Cooper Freedman

Charles Boyle

Curtis Holt

5 favourite actors/actresses?

Chyler Leigh

Caterina Scorsone

Camilla Luddington

Caity Lotz

Katie Cassidy

4 favourite characters who died/left the show?

Lexie Grey

Laurel Lance

George O’Malley

Teddy Altman

Izzie Stevens

3 favourite characters from shows you stopped watching

I don’t stop watching shows, I don’t think I ever have once xD

3 favourite characters from shows that have ended?

Charlotte King (Private Practice)

Lorelai Gilmore (both of them xD Gilmore Girls)

Alex Panttiere (Heartbeat)

3 favourite shows you started in the last year?

Arrow

The Flash

Legends of Tomorrow

favourite tv show: Grey’s Anatomy, Supergirl, Arrow, The Flash, Legends of Tomorrow, Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

tv show you want to watch: None right now xD I watch sooooooooo many already xD

Tagging @magicalpostface, @kendrickhier, @xshiney and @sheperdessamelia :)

[greysanatomy-station19addict]

Some Kind of Miracle: Part Two

Amelia nodded to Alex before crumbling to the floor in grief. Alex immediately went over and picked her up in his arms. He had never been overly close to Amelia, but for whatever reason she chose to confide in him and he wasn't going to let her down. If she needed a person, he could be her person too. He held her for as long as she needed. When she finally lightened her grip Alex's scrub top was covered in her tear stains. He looked at her sympathetically and asked her what she wanted to do.

"Do you want to go see the kid? I can talk to his mother."

"I want to hear it."

"You what?"

"I want to hear his heartbeat. I want…I need to know what it sounds like."

Alex nodded and grabbed Amelia by the hand. He gave it a reassuring squeeze and went to open the door.

"Come on. Let's go hear Parker's heartbeat."

Amelia and Alex stopped outside Parker's room. Amelia looked at the little boy through the window. He was perfect. He had his whole life ahead of him and he could be anything he wanted. Alex placed his hand on Amelia's shoulder.

"Are you ready?"

She wasn't sure. She never imagined she would get this opportunity. She wasn't sure if she would have ever wanted it. The grief was almost too much to bear. She was supposed to be whole and healed and this might break her.

"I need to do this on my own."

Alex smiled and nodded. "I'll wait out here if you need me."

Amelia took a deep breath and walked into Parker's room.

She entered the room unsure of what she was going to say to Parker and his mother and unsure of how she would react. She was trying to be strong, but her track record for strong wasn't the best. When Parker's mother noticed Amelia stood there she spoke up.

"Dr. Shepherd? Is everything ok? Is Parker ok?

Amelia snapped out of the trance she was in when Mrs. Lowe spoke to her.

"Oh, umm Mrs. Lowe…umm yeah Parker is fine"

She looked at Amelia confused. Amelia was trying so hard to hide her feelings but the longer she looked at Parker, the harder it became.

"Mrs. Lowe, can I talk to you about something?"

"Yes, of course" She nodded as Amelia braced herself for what she was about to tell the woman.

"Umm, it's about Parker's heart."

"Oh I knew something was wrong. He's rejecting it isn't he?"

"Oh no. Parker's heart is fine. Parker is fine. He's perfect."

The woman just continued to look at Amelia. She was fearful even though Amelia had told her Parker was fine. Amelia was afraid to talk. She wasn't sure if she wanted this anymore. It was too much, but Parker's mother wouldn't back down. She needed to know why Amelia was there and why she was talking about her son's heart.

"Dr. Shepherd?"

"I had a baby."

Parker's mother was confused. She didn't know why Amelia was telling her this. "Umm, congratulations?"

"No. I had a baby. May 15th, 2012." The look in Mrs. Lowe's eyes turned confused. She knew the significance of the date, but she wasn't sure why it mattered that Amelia had a baby that day.

"Before I lived in Seattle I lived in LA. I had a baby, a baby boy on May 15th, 2012. He was born with a condition that caused his brain not to develop, so essentially he was born without a brain."

Mrs. Lowe's eyes turned from confusion to sadness. "Oh, Dr. Shepherd, I'm so sorry." Amelia nodded at the woman and with every ounce of strength she had continued to tell her story.

"I knew about the condition before he was born, so I decided that when he was born to donate his organs. I got to hold him for a few minutes before they took him away, but he saved so many people. He helped so many families."

Amelia didn't even notice that tears were streaming down her face until she noticed Mrs. Lowe wiping tears from her own eyes. She knew what Amelia was telling her.

"When we found out about Parker's heart transplant our cardio surgeon wanted to have a look at his file so St. Ambrose sent it over. I knew after reading the first three lines of his chart…I knew that Parker had gotten my baby's heart."

Mrs. Lowe was speechless. She couldn't believe what Amelia was telling her. Amelia on the other had was doing everything she could to keep herself together. She was surprised she hadn't crumbled to a sobbing ball on the floor. Amelia closed her eyes and took and deep breath and when she opened her eyes Mrs. Lowe was embracing her in a hug.

"Dr. Shepherd I cannot thank you enough. When Parker was sick it felt like my whole world was crumbling. But when we got that call that there was a heart, it was, well the best feeling in the world. I was so happy that Parker was going to get his chance that I never even stopped to think about the family that lost a child. The mother whose heart was breaking. I'm so sorry."

"No, please don't be sorry. My baby was sick. He wouldn't have survived and him being able to save people was the best gift he could have given me. I do have something to ask you though."

"Of course, anything."

"Can I listen to Parker's heart?" Tears stung Amelia's eyes again as Mrs. Lowe nodded and motioned her eagerly towards Parker. She pulled her stethoscope from around her neck and walked towards Parker. Parker had a huge smile on his face when Amelia approached him. "Hey Parker. Do you think I can take a listen to your heart?" He nodded and pulled up his shirt for Amelia to listen.

Amelia approached Parker cautiously knowing exactly what was about to happen, but not in any way prepared. When she placed the stethoscope on Parker's chest she heard a sound like she had heard a million times before, except this time was different. The sound of this heart was perfect. His heart, the heart she created, was beating perfectly inside this little boy. Amelia was overcome with emotions. She had to grab onto the rail of Parker's bed to steady herself from the sobs that overcame her body.

She removed the stethoscope from her ears and thanked Parker quickly before he noticed her tears. Before she had a chance to leave the room found herself embraced in another hug from Mrs. Lowe, "I can't thank you enough Dr. Shepherd. You are my hero." Amelia gave her a small smile and wiped the tears from her eyes. She excused herself from the room and walked out into the hall.

As walked out into the hall and her teary eyes met with Alex. He had waited for her just like he said he would.

"It was beautiful. The sound of his heart was perfect."

He walked over to her and embraced her in a hug. She had been crying but when Alex held her it was like everything she had been holding in was released. Alex held her tighter. He would hold her for as long as she needed and right now she needed him.

When the sobbing finally began to subside Alex lightened his grip. He looked at her with his sympathetic, but kind eyes.

"Is there anything you need? Anything I can get you?"

She knew she wouldn't feel better. She was glad she had this chance, it did help, but it brought so many emotions. She couldn't do this alone. Not anymore.

"Owen. I need Owen."

"I'll page him for you."

"Thank you Alex. Thank you for everything."

Alex smiled and laid his hand on her shoulder. "I'm here for you if you ever need to talk or anything."

Amelia went to the on all room to wait for Owen. She had no idea how long he would be, but all she wanted was his arms around her. Sure, things hadn't always been the easiest with their relationship, but she still loved him. With him she could be herself. Her completely messed up self. He stuck by her, even when he had every right to run.

It was a half hour later when a knock came on the on call room door and Owen appeared. Amelia had never felt so much relief in her life. The second their eyes met Amelia ran for him. He picked her up and held her tight. Giving her a kiss on her forehead he asked if everything was ok. When she didn't respond, he lowered her to the ground and cupped her head in his hands. It was then he knew something was up. He could see it in her eyes. She had a look in her eyes, one he had only seen once before. It was a look he hoped he would never see again.

"Amelia, what is it? What's wrong?"

As her eyes filled with tears again she looked Owen right in the eyes. This was it. She was going to tell him. She should have done this long ago, but she wasn't strong enough until now.

"Owen, sit down. I have to tell you something."

Owen did as he was told and sat down, but he was faced with a mixture of emotions. He was concerned for Amelia as she was visibly upset, but also fearful as to what she was going to tell him.

"So you know how I told you before I didn't want to have a baby?"

"Yes I do, but Amelia, I don't want to fight about this anymore."

"No, we're not fighting. I just want you to listen." Owen nodded at her request.

"Before I moved to Seattle I lived in LA and worked in a hospital there."

"I know that." Owen responded confused. "I was chief when you came here first to work with Derek. I remember you coming from LA."

"I had a baby." Amelia blurted the words out so fast she didn't even have a chance to think about not saying them.

"I'm sorry you what?" Owen responded in a confused tone, thinking he misunderstood what she said, or at least what she meant.

"I had a baby. Five years ago. A baby boy."

"Amelia, I…I don't understand."

"He had anencephaly and was born without a brain." Tears began to stream down Amelia's face as she told Owen. "He lived for 43 minutes and I held him while he was alive, and then he donated all of his organs."

"Amelia, I had no idea. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't tell anyone. None of my family know. Derek didn't even know. I didn't want the pity. I didn't want them to treat me different. It almost killed me."

Owen grabbed Amelia by the hand and pulled her into his chest. He held her and kissed her. He didn't know what to say. He knew Amelia had been through a lot, but this. This was something she should not have gone through alone. Before he could even say anything to her, Amelia spoke up again.

"There's a kid up in peds. He's five and he came in today after have a seizure. I checked him out and he's doing good, but his mom was worried because he had a heart transplant when he was five months old. His family is from LA, that's where he was born and when I found out I just got a feeling. Maggie got the charts from the hospital in LA and I only had to read the first three lines of the chart to know."

"What? To know what Amelia?

"That little boy got my baby's heart."

Owen felt tears sting his own eyes as she told him. He was trying to be strong for her, but her pain was killing him. She was the strongest person he knew and he had no idea how. She had been through so much and she was still strong.

"I heard his heart beat. It was so perfect. I heard my baby's heartbeat."

Suddenly the sadness that Owen felt turned to guilt. Part of him had hated her for not wanting to have a baby. He almost ended their relationship because of it, but now he knew. Now he knew why she didn't want a baby. It's not that she didn't want a baby, it's that she was afraid to want a baby.

"Amelia, I'm so sorry…"

"No Owen, I don't want pity. I just wanted you to know."

"No, I know. I'm not sorry for that. I am, but I'm sorry for leaving you, walking away from you, not being there for you when you needed me the most. If I had known, I never would have acted the way I did. I'm sorry I hurt you."

"I hated to let you down. I know you want a baby. I want a baby; I was just so afraid. I won't survive something like that again. It will kill me."

"We'll get through this. I'll help you. We can have a baby if you want, but we don't have to. I love you Amelia. I just want you to be happy."

Before they knew it they were embraced in a passionate kiss. The last little while had been tense and exhausting, but it finally felt like they were becoming whole again. Amelia was glad she told Owen. As much as it hurt to tell her story, keeping it in hurt more. Owen loves her and she knew no matter what he would accept her.

Once the two of them got themselves together they left the on call room hand in hand. They both had to get back to work. Owen kissed Amelia on the forehead and made sure she was fine before he left her.

"You're sure you're fine? I can get someone to cover the ER if you want."

"I'm fine now Owen. I feel much better. Thank you." He kissed her again and told her he'd see her at home. Telling Owen felt so good. It hurt, and it always would but having someone on her side helped. Letting go of her past made her feel like she could finally face her future. She wasn't sure why or even how, but somehow now, she felt ready. She could do this now.

"Wait. Owen? I think we can try." He looked at her confused, unsure of what she was talking about.

"A baby. We can have a baby." Owen's face beamed as his wife made the revelation.

"Amelia. Are you sure?"

"I want your babies. I want you and I want your babies." Owen kissed her one more time before really having to head towards the ER.

"Tonight." Owen shouted as he walked towards the ER. Amelia smiled as her husband beamed with joy.

"Tonight."

Later that night Amelia got home before Owen. She was finally able to sit down and really think about what had happened today. Today had been one of those days that made her reflect on everything that had happened. She had checked with Meredith before leaving on Parker's status. His stats were perfect, all his labs were normal and he appeared to be perfectly fine. Amelia was happy the boy was fine, but she still couldn't figure out why he had had that seizure. There was no explanation. Except for one, one that she was really unsure if she believed. Maybe Parker had that seizure and was brought to the hospital, brought to her, because he was exactly what she needed.

He came to her so she could learn about his heart. So she could know that her decision to give her baby's organs was the right decision. Listening to Parker's heart gave her the chance to know that. That heartbeat gave her the chance to move forward. She's able to move on from her past and embrace her future. Her future with Owen. Everything was clear now. Everything would be perfect.

[francescabuccino]

Fanfiction bliss

Just reread after almost 2 years “Full house” of @drreporting.

I cried again.

[bridgertonandchocolate]

Tag game

I was tagged by @gl211. Thanks girly. I’m so bad at tagging so just go for it guys.

r u l e s : answer the questions - not restricted to one fandom. tag as many people as you���d like afterwards.

First ever fandom? The first big show I really remember going nuts over and obsessive was LOST. 

First ever ship? Mmmm...the first one I could think of and started writing fan fiction for was Will and Elizabeth from Pirates of the Caribbean. 

First death that made you cry/upset? Charlie from LOST. Are you kidding me guys?!

OTP? Let’s go with current OTPs... Claire/Jamie, Omelia, Emma & Hook, Harvey and Donna. Other OTPs: Josh and Donna, Peter and Olivia, among others...

NOTP? There’s probably soooo many other there. I can’t think of one right now though. 

Least favorite fictional character? I’ve been watching Designated Survivor like a fiend and Peter MacLeish is the devil. 

5 favorite female fictional characters? Amelia Shepherd, Claire Fraser, Donna Moss, Sybil Crawley, and Addison Montgomery

5 favourite male fictional characters? Why are we doing this right now? John Carter, Jack Shepherd, Jack Pearson, Jamie Fraser (in no particular order) and there’s probably plenty more I could list.

5 favorite actors/actresses? I don’t really have any.

4 favorite characters that died/left the show? I guess I’ll stick to Grey’s on this one...Callie, Cristina (just her humor), Addison, and Mark

3 favorite characters from shows you stopped watching? The only show I can think of is ER...John Carter, Mark Greene, and Carol Hathaway

3 favorite characters from shows that have ended?  JUST THREE? Please. I’ll go with Bones on this one...Booth, Brennan and Hodgins 

3 favorite shows you started in the last year? Again THREE? Designated Survivor, This is Us, Timeless

Favorite TV show: Grey’s Anatomy

TV show you want to watch: I usually just watch whatever I want to watch. There’s nothing really on my list right now.

[jordan202]

Hi Jordan! Please tell us what are you thinking after that disaster of the finale? I am literally pain paralyzed. Please tell us what your thoughts are and where is this all going.

Ok, I am doing ‘where this is going’ because I just replied to a similar asking about the season finale :) I am not really into talking about this because this whole notion of pregnant Teddy with Owen’s baby seriously disgusts me but I will do it once and for all because I don’t want to be speculating about this over the hiatus :)

first thing is that we basically have no idea how this is gonna go. I honestly don’t know whats gonna happen next.  We now know KR is staying for good, which is IMO a bad thing because it means Teddy is moving back from Germany and even though there is always a chance the baby isn’t Owen’s I hardly  doubt she would move to Seattle if the child wasn’t his. Besides, the potential drama it would cause is something the show can drag for the entire season.

I think the “obvious” route is that Teddy is indeed pregnant with Owen’s baby (and so far, the show hasn’t stayed away from the obvious). The possible repercussion for this the way I see it is: Owen in a crossroads between being with the woman he loves (Amelia) and wondering if he should give it a try with Teddy if its the best interest of the baby (if the baby is really his). Of course there is the fact Teddy is going to catch him playing house with Amelia and having the confirmation that whatever he told her in Germany really isn’t true, so I seriously doubt she would want to be with him (or not, since they have turned her into a pathetic woman). And once confronted with the possibility that Teddy can give Owen what she wouldn’t, Amelia would most likely encourage him to give it a try with Teddy thinking it would be the best for everyone involved. But of course there are many variables here, such as Betty and Leo, of course. What will be of them? We dont know. 

Whatever might happen though, all I know is that the absolutely worst scenario for me is to see Owen and Amelia in love and Teddy really pregnant and somehow managing to take that pregnancy forward (isn’t she like 50 now?) and once the child is born, having to see Owen become a dad to a child whose mother isn’t Amelia. It’s not because it’s teddy, I hardly think there is gonna be anything romantic between Owen and teddy anymore. But it’s because it would be devastating, heartbreaking and extremely painful for me to have Owen have a person in his life who would be the center of his universe, someone who Amelia would undoubtedly come to fall in love with too, but she would never get to be the mother of. Its having to see Owen going into the amazing adventure of parenting and Amelia not joining him in it. Its him having a person he would love above all others and Amelia not being able to look at that little person in the same regard because the baby isn’t hers. I am not here for that, I didn’t sign up for that and it’s the crappiest possibility I could think of. I can see how some people would enjoy maybe seeing the two of them grow together in a situation of adversity and coming to form a stronger bond, but thats not me. Not in this context.

Someone once asked me what would be scenario that would make me give up Omelia. I said “one of them having a child with someone else.” If it does happen, boy, I am sticking to Omelia until 13x04 and that’s it. I will always love Omelia but I am not here to watch Owen or Amelia have a child with someone else. Can you imagine having to watch Amelia interact with Owen’s baby, a baby that isn’t hers, after everything she went through, all the trauma she went through and how much she’s always wanted to have a family of her own? That’s nasty. It’s a disservice for me. Not here for that. 

Could it be a set up? Could Teddy be pregnant with someone else’s child? Could Teddy be pregnant with Owen’s baby and lose it? Could a thousand other things happen? Yeah. Which is why I am not suffering in advance :) 

Like I said in an earlier post, for me this hiatus will be pregnant teddy-free and all I will be focused on is HAPPY OMELIA and writing happy fan fiction :) the rest will come when it does! :))

[gl211]

Tag game

I was tagged by @walshizzle my Grey’s sister spirit animal. I tag @noonerememberseasy @owenameliafiction @ears-awake-eyes-opened

 r u l e s : answer the questions - not restricted to one fandom. tag as many people as you’d like afterwards.

 First ever fandom? I always obssed over Full House and Jesse and Becky, but first fandom that I joined for the fanfiction was for 7th Heaven, Martin and Ruthie lol.

 First ever ship? A ship is much more different than a fandom so I would say it was Meredith and Derek.

 First death that made you cry/upset? Greys has made me cry a lot, I was upset when George died, but I was devastated and sobbing when Lexie dided.

 OTP? Omelia, Merder, Slexie, Bensler, Ziva

 NOTP? I never liked Addison and Alex…. Sorry I’m not sorry lol. I love them seeprately and she in a mentor role for him but not as lovers.

 Least favorite fictional character? It’s a tie between Izzie Stevens and what became of her character and Maggie Pierce. I just don’t like Maggie.

 5 favorite female fictional characters? Amelia Shepherd, Meredith Grey, Olivia Benson, Lexie Grey and Pam Halpert.

 5 favourite male fictional characters? Derek Shepherd, Owen Hunt, Mark Sloan, Elliot Stabler and Jack Pierson

 5 favorite actors/actresses? Caterina Scorsone, Sterling K. Brown, Mariska Hargitay and Milo Ventimiglia.

 4 favorite characters that died/left the show? Lexie Grey. Ugh I miss her. Mark Sloan, Ellis Grey and Cristina Yang.

3 favorite characters from shows you stopped watching? I stopped watching 7th Heaven after Season 10 because it became ridiculous. But I did miss the characters when they were good.

 3 favorite characters from shows that have ended?  Pam and Jim from The Office.

 3 favorite shows you started in the last year? The Office, This Is Us and Timeless

 Favorite TV show: Grey’s Anatomy

 TV show you want to watch: The Walking Dead and more recently 13 Reasons Why