#amelia shepherd pregnant

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Hi!!! I love your Amelia and Emily fics so much, I’ve basically binged them 😂 I was wondering if I could request an Amelia x reader fic where maybe reader is like 6 months pregnant with her and Amelia’s first child and has a bad history with her dad and her dad comes into the hospital with his new wife and her kid and it just stirs bad feelings for reader and Amelia comforts her? Maybe autistic reader? Thank you so much!

Thank you so much! 💕 I'm so, so glad you enjoy them! Also, thanks especially for an autistic!reader request, they're some of my favorites to write! Hope you enjoy! – illdowhatiwantthanks

The R Word

Amelia Shepherd x fem!autistic!reader Warnings: autism struggles, ableism, use of ableist slurs, overstimulation (the autism kind, not the sex kind), explicit language, pregnancy times (let me know if I've missed anything!) Word Count: 2.4k

Summary: It's a typical day working with a child in the ER when your estranged father shows up and makes you feel just as small and stupid and alien as he did when you were growing up. Amelia is there to comfort you and remind you of who you really are.

“No, Mommy!” the little girl wailed as she writhed on the hospital bed. “I want to go home!”

Her mom looked at you apologetically as she tried to soothe her child. You needed to get her vitals. Based on the mom’s description, you also probably needed to get IV fluids and an antiemetic in her. But you knew that wasn’t going to happen while the kid felt scared and overwhelmed. This wasn’t your first rodeo with kids in the ER. In fact, the other ER nurses often called you over when kids were difficult to work with. They called you the “bad kid whisperer.”

You knew better. They weren’t bad kids. They were usually just scared. There was a lot to be scared of at a hospital. And you were good with them because you understood better than most what it was like for your body and brain to feel so overwhelmed that you could no longer regulate your emotions. Being autistic was hard sometimes, it made you stand out, but this was a place where it made you stand out in a good way.

You lifted your hands to show the little girl that you were setting down all your medical instruments.

“It’s okay,” you said quietly, pulling the curtain closed around the bed. Sometimes making the space smaller helped. You bent down to her height, careful to keep your distance and not to touch her.

“I’m Y/N,” you said. “What’s your name?”

The girl didn’t answer, shaking as she sobbed.

You nodded. “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk right now. Do you feel like you can’t breathe or anything?”

The girl shook her head.

“Good. Then all this other stuff can wait, okay? I’m not gonna touch you. No needles, no thermometer, no heartbeat or anything until you feel a little calmer. We can wait.”

She seemed to calm down a bit when she realized you weren’t going to make her do anything, her sobs subsiding to the occasionally aggressive sniffle.

“Here,” you offered, pulling a tiny tech deck skateboard out of the pocket of your scrubs. “Sometimes when I’m scared or nervous, having something to do with my hands makes me feel better.” You rolled the skateboard toward her, and she started running it across the rails of the hospital bed, her breathing starting to calm.

“Better?” you asked.

She nodded.

You started taking her vitals and continued the conversation. “You think you can tell me your name now?”

“Maddy,” she whispered.

You smiled even as you read her temperature: 103.4. Pretty high. She was almost certainly dehydrated. “That’s a really cool name. Now, do you know why your mom brought you here?”

“I threw up,” she told you, lip quivering.

“Oh, man,” you commiserated. “That’s the worst. I hate throwing up.”

Maddy nodded.

“Did you throw up just one time or a lot of times?”

“A lot.”

You exchanged glances with the mom to make sure this information was accurate.

“She can’t keep anything down,” the mom worried, biting her nails.

“Okay. Well, that’s okay. We’re gonna help you feel better. First, we’re gonna get some fluids in you. Do you know what that means?”

She shook her head as you gathered the supplies and pulled on gloves.

“It means your tummy is so sick that when you drink water, it all just comes right back out. And that’s not good because your body needs water. Your heart and your lungs and all the things that make you healthy and strong, they need water. So since you can’t swallow it, we’re gonna put a little tube in your arm and send water through the tube. That way your body gets the water it needs. And we’ll send medicine and electrolytes and all kinds of other good stuff to fight the sickness, too. It’s like we’re sneaking weapons past the sick.”

This explanation seemed to cheer her up a bit. “Like a secret mission?” she asked.

You nodded conspiratorially. “Exactly like a secret mission. But to get all that good stuff in there, we’re gonna have to put a needle in your arm. Just for a second! It makes the path for the supplies to go in.”

Maddy seemed to think deeply about this, then nodded. You had her play with the skateboard while you placed the IV line, ensuring that she was comfortably positioned for a good hour or so of fluid intake.

“Thank you,” her mom mouthed to you, and you gave her a quick thumbs up before adding a few reminders to your chart–what to check in the next hour, etc.

Maddy, now calmer, took a good look at you for the first time, from your glasses to your fingers that twitched by your ears, to your stomach that protruded out past your waistline–you were six months pregnant.

“Why are you so fat?” Maddy blurted out.

“Madeline Grace!” her mom hissed.

“It’s okay,” you laughed. “My tummy looks like this because there’s a baby in there. But some tummies are just bigger than others, too, and that’s okay. All tummies are good tummies.”

“Where’s the daddy?” she asked, reaching out to brush her hand over your stomach.

“No daddy,” you explained. “This baby has two mommies. His other mommy works upstairs. On brains.”

“Brains!?” she squealed.

You nodded. “Yeah. She’s pretty cool.”

Just then, the relative calm of a midday ER was interrupted by a loud, brash voice, bursting through the doors, yelling at the nurses at the station.

“Where the fuck is my daughter!? Middle of the fucking work day. Unbelievable. Am I going too fast for you? Read my lips, sweetheart. Madeline. Y/L/N.”

You froze, any icy stream of panic running from the back of your neck all the way down to your heels. You’d know that voice anywhere. It was an angry voice, a coach’s voice, the voice that had yelled at you to “stay the fuck in the bleachers” when all you wanted was to sit in the car and breathe. The same voice that growled at you to stop “doing that shit with your hands, you look like a r*tard.” The same voice that told you over and over that you weren’t “stupid enough to be on the short bus,” but you were “too stupid to function in real life.”

You felt your brain start swirling, felt panic building in your chest. You knew he’d gotten remarried, of course you knew. But you didn’t talk to him, hadn’t talked to him in nearly a decade. You knew they’d had a kid, but you didn’t know it was this kid.

All the ER noises, the beeps of the machines, the buzzing of the overhead lights–were they getting brighter?–the clang of instruments being set down, wails, conversations, and above it all your dad’s voice. Your dad’s voice. It was too much. It was all way, way too much.

You felt your hands start to shake at your sides, your body swinging back and forth, and you had to stop. You had to stop. Your dad would kill you.

He threw back the curtain, and his jaw dropped when he saw you.

“You!?” he spat, looking down. “Are you pregnant!?”

Maddy seemed oblivious to the tension. “Daddy!” she called. “Her name is Y/N and she gave me this little skateboard and the water is fighting the sickness through my tubes and she has a baby in her tummy and the baby’s other mommy fixes brains.”

You tried so hard not to stim, but it was not working. 

“Don’t tell me you’re a nurse?! God, it’s a miracle you didn’t fucking stab her. You shouldn’t be holding any needles with those flappy arms. Probably shouldn’t be holding any babies either.” He shot out his hand and grabbed Teddy’s arm, which was wild to you. The audacity of the man to assume he had the authority to bother the trauma surgeon. “Yeah, honey, we need a different nurse over here. This one’s a r*tard.”

Teddy looked flabbergasted and deeply offended, but also concerned, as you clenched your teeth, hugging yourself, twisting your body back and forth. “It’s doctor, sir, and that word is not welcome at Grey-Sloan. Y/N is a perfectly capable medical professional. In fact, she’s one of our best, especially with kids.”

“I don’t know if you know this, but I feel like it’s my responsibility to tell you,” your dad whispered loudly to Teddy. “She’s got autism. She shouldn’t be handling tools or people or anything.”

Teddy pressed her lips together in frustration. “As I said, sir,” she repeated more forcefully. “Y/N is a perfectly capable medical professional, and we’re lucky to have her. But I’ll get another nurse over here for you. Y/N?”

Teddy beckoned you over, careful not to touch you, and led you to a quieter corner of the room.

“Who the fuck is that guy?!” she asked.

“M-my dad,” you stuttered. Everything in the room–sounds, lights, smells, all of it–seemed to be crashing over you again and again. As if you’d been knocked over by a wave and couldn’t get back up again because they just kept coming.

“You want to hang out in one of the on-call rooms for a bit?” Teddy suggested.

You nodded.

“Should I page Amelia?”

You shook your head. “She’s in surgery.”

Teddy pulled out her tablet to look. “I mean, we could just check.”

“Don’t bother her,” you repeated. “She’s got work to do. I’ll be okay.”

You made your way to the elevator and up to an on-call room, breathing heavily when you shut the door against the rest of the hospital. You turned off the lights, curling into a corner of the bottom bunk and pulling your knees up to your chest–or as close to your chest as they could get with your baby bump in the way.

You rocked yourself back and forth, thoughts spiraling. The movement and the dark usually calmed you down, but you were having a hard time regulating today, and nothing seemed to be working. Your breath just got faster and faster. And the fact that you couldn’t get yourself out of your spiral only made you spiral more.

You knew you were a good nurse. You knew that. You knew because you’d done it. But you hadn’t ever been a mom before. What if he was right? What if the baby made you overstimulated and you yelled or lashed out? What if the baby went to school and you went to parent nights and he was embarrassed of you, of how you couldn’t make eye contact and didn’t start conversations right and didn’t get the jokes. What if being autistic made you a bad mom?

You had tears streaming down your face by the time you heard a light knock on the door. It creaked open and Amelia’s head popped in. When she saw it was you, she quickly let herself in and locked the door.

“Oh, babe,” she said, watching your body rock back and forth in huge, aggressive sweeps. “A bad one, huh?”

“Go away, Amelia,” you hiccuped.

“Hey,” she said, jokingly. Then when she got closer and saw the tear tracks on your face, she said it again, quieter, sitting next to you on the bed. “Hey.”

When you didn’t say anything, Amelia shrugged. “Teddy said your… dad was here?”

You nodded.

She let out a deep breath, running a hand through her hair. “Honey, will you let me hold you? Please?”

You nodded again.

“Alright,” she said, waiting for your body to line up with hers as you rocked, then quickly grabbing you up in her arms, like she was catching something midair. “Gotcha.” She rocked with you.

“What did he say?” she asked, her breath warm on the top of your head.

“That I shouldn’t hold medical tools or babies because I’m a fucking re– I don’t want to say it. I hate that word.”

You felt Amelia’s arms tighten around you, and her breath came out in huffs. She was very angry. “As you should,” she told you. “It’s a nasty word. And it’s a word that doesn’t describe you at all, you know that.”

“I don’t know, Amy,” you whispered into her chest. “What if he doesn’t like me?”

“Babe, I think that ship has sailed,” Amelia said, running her fingers through your hair.

“Not my dad,” you explained. “The baby.”

Amelia was quiet for a moment, then you felt her lips press against the top of your head.

“Oh, honey,” she said, her voice soft. “Of course he’ll like you. He’ll love you. You're his mom.”

“But what if I’m bad at it? What if autism makes me bad at it?”

“Y/N,” Amelia said, gently grabbing your face and positioning it so that you had to look in her general direction, if not in her eyes. “Look how good you are with the kids in the ER. You’re gonna be an incredible mom.”

“I’m just scared,” you admitted.

“I’m a little scared, too,” Amelia told you. “But you know what? I think we’re gonna be okay. Me and you together? I mean, surely, combined, we can be at least one whole good mom, right?”

You giggled.

Amelia grinned at you. “There she is.”

You were quiet for a moment, playing with Amelia’s finger, with the edges of her scrubs.

“You know what you are?” Amelia asked after a bit, kissing your forehead. “You are smart and kind and empathetic. You’re funny and brave and you work hard. You’re my favorite person in the whole world.”

You looked away.

“Hey,” she said, pulling your face back toward her again. “I don’t like people talking about my wife like that. Even you.”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around her waist and pressing your face to her chest.

“Are you going back down there?” Amelia asked.

You shrugged.

“Want me to check if your dad’s still here?”

“Would you?”

“Oh, yeah,” she said, standing and placing one more kiss on your cheek. “In fact, I’d really like to talk to him.”

“Don’t do anything that’ll get you fired, Amy,” you called after her.

She looked back at you and winked as she walked through the door. “Can’t make any promises.”

[unexpected-character]

Hearts and Choices

Pairing: Amelia Shepherd x Reader

Summary: You were offered by Yang a position that will help further your career in Cardiothoracic instead of your old specialty Plastic Surgery. However, this could mean leaving Amelia behind. 

Warning: Abandonment issues (?), (idk if there’s more, but if you think so just tell me so I can add them)

Words: 1.4k

When I was offered to be the Director of Cardiothoracic Surgery in Switzerland, as Yang would be the next Klausmann’s Director of Surgery and Head of Surgical Research, she needed my expertise and helped her manage the load. I wanted to accept it immediately, knowing this would be a big step in my career in Cardiothoracic. However, I need to talk to Amelia. I don’t want to leave her after Meredith is gone, and just last month, Maggie did too. I know how she is when the people close to her are leaving.

I met her when Addie brought me to Seattle Grace. I was with her in Seaside moonlighting. They said she did work at the seaside before, but I hadn’t caught her as she was leaving and going to Seattle to stay with her brother. We weren’t together then, just shameless flirting and almost kissing ‘til Addison interrupted us. We reconnected when Cormac and I transferred with Cristina’s arrangement for him to be Head of Peds and I Head of Cardio but become Head of Plastics instead, as apparently Maggie and Winston are in Cardio now, so I have to find a job. Thankfully, I’m triple certified in plastics before transferring my speciality to become a surgeon in Cardiothoracic. Anyway, before I bore you with my achievements from a young age. Let’s return to my big problem about telling the woman I love about my job offer.

I had just finished my surgery when I saw her about to berate Yasuda as I heard the Kid may have dropped an instrument. I know that intern has been sleeping in on-call rooms, and I wonder what her story is about, but I don’t think the kid needs a lecture. So I had to interrupt.

“Hey, Dr Yasuda and Dr Shepherd. Can I talk to you for a minute?” I said to her and pushed her to a supply room before she could reply. I gave Yasuda a look, and she nodded in appreciation. “Okay, what’s going on, babe? I saw you about to embarrass the intern in front of many nurses and probably her patients.” I asked. She was just looking at the floor and exhausted for the day. “Hey, Amy. Talk to me, babe.” I approached her and raised her head so she could look at me. “I know about the offer,” she said, trying not to look and maintain eye contact. “Oh, okay. Well, first off, why did you look at my emails? That's kinda shitty as my privacy is – “ “I didn't mean to. It was just there in front of me when I asked to use your laptop when you were in the shower,” she interrupted. “Well, you should have just showered with me, you know, and we wouldn’t have this problem,” I said, and I could see that she was hiding a smile. I held her hands and kissed them to get her to calm down. I spoke, “I was going to tell you about it later when we get home, as I don’t want to keep this a secret from you. I love you, Amelia and I want your opinion about it as it would be a huge step for my career.” “Do you want it? Are you planning to take it?” she asked. “Truthfully, it is a very tempting offer and a huge one for me, babe. I was supposed to be here for the head of Cardio, but because Maggie and Winston happened, I had to give that up and become head of Plastics.” I said. “So you are taking it,” she said as she let go of my hand and sat on the floor, trying to settle her feeling and not wanting her tears to fall. I sighed. I followed and sat near her, taking her in my arms and letting her feel me. 

“I love you, Amelia. I have never loved someone so unique and complex that each waking moment I have with you is never dull and always unpredictable. When I came back here, you were with Link and also very pregnant, and I know you were happy, so I never disturbed you even when my feelings for you grew so much in the years that I finally know you. Then did you know how much it was killing me to see you being proposed to by Link on that beach? God, I thought my heart would stop, and that’s coming from a world-class cardiothoracic surgeon who knows it is a rare feat, so I left for three months. I went to see Yang and told her my predicament. I helped her in Klausmann, and I tried and tried to forget about my feelings for you, but I can’t. I told her that I had to go home. Home, even though I’m not sure where that was until I saw you performing that flawless operation on David. You were my home even if I wasn’t yours. It was always the wrong timing for us. I didn’t realise that you met Kai and, I guess, gotten to know them, and maybe you love them, but I just let it be.” “Uhmm, excuse me, but you weren’t so available yourself. You were hooking up with the new Plastics surgeon. I thought you didn’t want to do with me. I never expected that you also have feelings for me.” she said. “I know I wasn’t a saint, Amy. I am human too, and I needed people, and I hooked up with people, but you, on the other hand, were always in a relationship, so I didn’t do anything not until after a few months when I saw you in the backyard when Kai left you. I consoled you but kept my distance because I didn’t want to be your rebound.” “You are not my rebound. How many times do I have to tell you that.” “I know, Amy. I know. I just want to tell you that these past few months of being with you are never enough, Babe. I love you so much a-” “But you’re leaving. That’s what people say before they abandon me.” she interrupted again. “God, woman, let me finish.” I held her closer as if she’d run away and said,” I love you so much, and I love my job too. However, after many relationships on your part and flings from mine, I realised that I want it just to be you, and so I told Cristina that I have to talk to you about this, and here we are.” “You’re going to leave me, aren’t you? Just tell me already. Stop my suffering.” she said and hugged me tight. 

“You don’t listen, huh? I love you, and I will always choose you, Amy. I’m accepting the Chief of Cardiothoracic Surgery but not in Zurich. I’ll be accepting it here. I will tell Yang she can offer it to Ndugu even though he shouldn’t leave the hospital. That guy is amazing with his techniques, and Maggie taught him well.” I said. “You're not leaving. You are not leaving?” she said, surprised. “I’m not leaving, baby, but I want to explore the options of having Klausmann and Grey Sloan partner, especially with Cardiothoracic research. Cristina owes me some favours. Maybe she and I can talk about it as well as Teddy. Though I have to talk to Winston and maybe persuade him not to leave and instead be my co-chief.” I said out loud. “Thank you, and I love you. I do.” She said, kissing me passionately as if we didn’t need air to breathe.

We got interrupted when someone walked in, “seriously, you two? Not again.” Addison said. Amelia and I laughed, and I said, amused, “Why is it always you, Addie?” “I don’t know, and I hate you two.” She said and left the room. I got up carrying Amelia with me. I settled her down and said, “We’ll be okay, love. I love you, and I’m staying.”

After the missed opportunities of being with the woman I love, I don’t think I’ll ever leave now that I have the taste of it. I love her and Scout and my profession, so I guess I made the right choice.

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Another couple of thoughts on Grey's Anatomy season 20 now that I'm all done watching

Amelia Shepherd is H O T

Yasuda and Jules omg??

Also really curious to see how Schmitt and Yasuda will leave the show

Jo Wilson should've been pregnant with Alex his babies (jolex forever 😭)

Loving Simone and Miranda together

Why is Catherine in her villain era???

Also season 21 thought, does Richard have Alzheimer and will Catherine rehire Mer, Amelia, Owen and Teddy??

Also that last scene of all the interns and bailey against Catherine is soooo powerful

God so many thoughts, so many questions

[lover-of-mine]

Anna!!! Any greys thoughts now the season has finished?? 💚

Hi baby, okay, I have thoughts but first I need to say I'm obsessed with the rep of people attracted to multiple genders, Teddy, Amelia, Mills, the peds lady, and the way it's never a big deal, let's gooo love that. But yeah, the last two episodes kinda make the season worth it kapaksoska I love the fast paced drama, I was never big on Catherine, maybe because I really love April and I hate the way she handles the situation when they find out April was pregnant during the divorce, but she really pushed it too far. Firing Meredith, Amelia, Teddy AND Owen is nuts, the chief of surgery, neuro, and trauma on a power trip? What????? Very interested in how that's gonna go especially with Bailey threatening to quit for Lucas. Kinda weirdly invested in the interns drama, the way they keep trying out different pairings, Mills and Yasuda almost kissing was something, I was on the edge of my seat lol, more backstory on Kwan, I'm surprised the fiance is alive but with amnesia, with the way they made him talk about it, I just assumed she was dead, which I guess was kind of the point, but of course greys was gonna go the more over the top route lol, Lucas proving he has the Shepherd brain all tied together with Amelia's empathy was amazing, but can someone address his ADHD again please. Simone needs to stop. Even more with the way she keeps pingponging Lucas. It's not her decision to keep him there and yes, he deserves the recognition for what he learned from his mistakes, but the opportunity with Maggie is too good to pass on for a hospital that's falling apart lol I like the way Amelia and Owen's friendship evolved to that moment of confidence in her, didn't think he had it in him kapakapakaa also LOVED him standing up for Teddy, Teddy and Owen as a relationship and a friendship is all very realistic, I think, I love how their marriage works, even more now that the show remembered they were supposed to be best friends. I am intrigued by Jo deciding to hide the pregnancy, I know they had the kids conversation and Link told her he's not ready, but this is not a hypothetical child anymore and they were doing so well with the communication, I guess they need a conflict. I was surprised Ndugu and peds lady (sorry I can't remember her name to save my life kspakapa) I saw it coming when they were at the bar but it was still surprising kskapakpakaoa. Overall, I think it was a very solid season finale event, the pacing was nice, we were getting a good amount of drama, the surgeries were interesting, it all elevated the season in my opinion. I still don't think it's an amazing season, but it went from just being there to nice, which is a win kspskspskspkaa what about you? Give me your thoughts.

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YET ANOTHER long and obnoxious stream of my thoughts while watching grey’s anatomy for the first time (season FIFTEEN, bc i’m actually not sick of these yet)

-i don’t like this whole “she’s not really your sister” thing. like, it’s played for comedic effect and teddy is clearly just hormonal and panicking so whatever but i don’t like that.

-i don’t want to rehash owen x amelia. yawn. nor do i want to rehash owen x teddy. yawner.

-i like that we’re getting a *little* deeper into helms crush on meredith and that it’s not just comic relief

-why are there no doctors above the age of 45 in this entire hospital besides richard? they’re all so pretty, but at what cost?

-something is going to happen to this pregnant nurse… there’s a lot of focus on her out of the blue

-i love that almost this entire intern class is at least mildly gay

-bailey is pissing me off

-ted mosby!!! he looks a little slovenly for a date tbh. not to sound judgmental but like, she’s all dressed up and he isn’t.

-this guy is way chiller than ted mosby. i like this for her. i hope it doesn’t turn out really bad but i know it probably will

-is it worth it to watch station 19?? i kind of don’t want to tbh

-i forgot teddy was in new york until her friend passed in 9/11. i’m imagining an au in which teddy and addison knew each other in NYC in the 90s bc i think they should’ve interacted more

-the undiagnosable stomach issue is so clearly this patient’s suspicious heirloom lunch pail. like, duh.

-okay well i was wrong about that and now i’m embarrassed that i predicted that with such smug sureness and authority.

-playing “chasing cars” in spanish for the día de los muertos episode is an interesting choice. i think i like it??

-nurse debbie!!!! it’s been a while

-okay nvm that is NOT nurse debbie. they just have the same bangs

-everyone gets to have a tumor on this show. YOU get a tumor! YOU get a tumor!! and YOU get a tumor!!!

-richard no :(

-RICHARD, NO >:(

-as much as i hate the owen/amelia dynamic, i really LOVE this whole amelia and betty thing

-i DO NOT like meredith/deluca

-the only relationship that doesn’t completely bore or frustrate me right now is alex/jo but even then, they’re just kind of there, yk?

-i love that meredith has one format of outfit that she likes and that works for her and she sticks to it. relatable AF.

-why didn’t miranda just have a conversation with ben before she sprung the separation on him? he would have been more than understanding i think

-i really like teddy and koracick actually

-i’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop with betty :(

-did they change out writers and/or show runners?? the writing feels… cheesier almost? or maybe just like the emotional beats are less earned? i mean it’s always been delightfully soapy but it’s just different these past couple of seasons and i can’t put my finger on it

-betty/britney’s mom is baby from dirty dancing?????!!!!!

-alex just straight up not being able to understand the scottish accents is so fucking funny.

-i love it when bokhee has lines

-“it’s a real fire!!” alex, gleefully and wrapped in a homemade knit scarf while indoors

-richards reaction to they/them pronouns is very interesting and i think it’s definitely an accurate portrayal of how even the generally accepting and well meaning older people can sometimes struggle with that kind of stuff. like, he’s not trying to be ignorant or rude he’s just genuinely perplexed. “the world moves fast and i’m just trying to keep up”

-i SWEAR TO GOD if teddy gets back with owen instead of staying with tom i will start hitting things

-“you suffered for years bc of my brother so you should totally get together and move in with him”- megan hunt in a wig that’s almost as terrible as her advice

-nancy!!!

-the shepherd family dynamic is so interesting to me because we’ve heard about it from two different perspectives over the years (derek’s and things amelia has said mostly in PP) and what we’ve seen of them is mostly from derek and meredith’s perspective in which they seem nice if a bit overbearing.

-okay jeez kathleen is a piece of work. i’ve always liked nancy even though she is “mcbitchy”. i also can’t help but to think about how addison fit into all of this when she and derek were married lol.

-has amelia ever told her family about christopher?

-stop trying to push owen and teddy on me!!!! i hate it!!

-that is insurance fraud babe. is there not a way for them to do it pro bono or something??

-okay i can sense that teddy and owen is going to happen so i will not make any more notes about it bc all i have to say about it is some variation of “no! i hate it!”

-okay i lied because the way teddy is going about it makes me deeply upset. poor tom. also “he makes me laugh and feel safe but i don’t feel rage or passion or ecstasy” ????? i should hope you don’t feel rage??? owen hunt makes me enraged too but that doesn’t mean i want to kiss him on the mouth!!! jesus christ. just fuck tom i guess, right?

-WOAH. i was not vibing with merluca but he’s willing to go to prison for her??!!!

-there’s no way they’re really fired . meredith owns a good chunk of the hospital still, right??? not to mention there’s maybe three characters on this show that *haven’t* committed crimes/major ethical violations.

-i’ve been beefing with jackson for a few seasons now tbh

[lovecanbesostrange]

A quick weekly Grey's rant:

Very good fall finale vibes, I already hate waiting for the conclusion to everything. But at the same time I'm not that worried... or worked up about it.

Sure, it does look like Lucas might be shot, but my money is on the robber actually. (It would be interesting if the shot was a through-'n'-through for Lucas and both got hit. While watching I expected Gladys to get it though, so it was already a surprise she lived. Such restraint, Grey's! Really loved that Lucas mentioned how his grandfather died and also that Amelia and Derek were both there. They can remember things! Look, even if Lucas is fine, Amelia just hearing this story -- somebody hold her. Which is also why I think her patient will pull through. She has to. Amelia Shepherd doesn't get much wins in her personal lives, but she is good at what she does and the show lets her have that. (Kinda wished when she talked to the mother she had shown her full optimistic confidence level, a la "there is only one neuro-surgeon better than me, and that was my brother, but he is dead", but I guess two mentions would have been too much). Speaking of remembering things though... I for one do remember two things about Jo Wilson. a) She owned a gun for a long, long time (which is weird, she owned that while with Paul, so hey at least she didn't kill him and clearly never wanted to fire it), so in a way I hoped a little bit she could grab that damn thing when it fell to the floor. Of course I understand that she hid away, especially because oops complications (is she pregnant with twins just so she can lose one for the drama? How diabolical). Anyway, the b) thing though, Jo helped a guy rob a convenience store once. This would have been a nice time that she could clarify she drove the (probably stolen) getaway car. Jo Wilson could have ended up in prison, she is so fucking lucky she didn't.

Yasuda... MIKA YASUDA!!! Leaving too soon. Oh, my heart broke for her. The trauma those hospital walls have seen. Remember when Cristina was allowed her absolute breakdown after the shooting? Yeah, took long enough for somebody else to say "I can't go back". I'm very sorry to see her go, but I find the reason very believable. Grief is such a bastard and they managed to make it worse with her story about being the one who named Chloe, how her favorite sister that meant so much to her died in this place... Also really liked Simone and Bailey talking to her, about what they feel (about their moms). I get why Jules was angry and lashed out, I think Bailey can take that in stride. She was right in what she said. And for Mika to trust herself on this. Could have thrown in that Bailey could offer at least a few calls, if Yasua returns to her family, they might be a hospital nearby or something. A few recommendations. And then Jules and Mika................. I will live with "help me feel normal" for a long, long time. ;_____;

Breaking News: Owen is an ass. I would want him as my trauma surgeon. Even would want him as a teacher or mentor. But damn stay away from this man on a personal level. Weirdly his relationship with Amelia was the one that made the most sense for a long time. Come on, we all expect him to cheat again, right? That little touch in the elevator sure was very unfortunate, but he runs right out to offer another woman a car ride (while everybody in the hospital is busy). The one thing I have to say though, we knew from the start that he is not suited for romantic relationships, when he ended things with his fiancée via super short e-mail and didn't even tell her that he had returned. His shittyness is consistent (it just gets worse when his anger issues flare up; which doesn't include his PTSD that led to choking Cristina, that was a separate issue I do not hold against him). But i guess Owen is vital for the Grey's ecosystem. Makes other people's mistakes look less shitty (I don't consider him evil, he doesn't even enjoy his bad decisions).

Don't know what to think of the Blue and Molly thing. I love the very, very dramatic story they have. Feel bad for her partner now.

[wlw-imagines]

Upcoming Fics

Below the cut are TEN upcoming fics (aka all the fics currently in drafts/requested) ! Some at the top of the list are mostly-ish written but most are not & it is just vibes atm - pls feel free to share any ideas or direction to go in or prompts or what you'd like to see !! Also may not come out in this order, my brain changes focus v easily.

'It's Not What It Looks Like' - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Reader and Eloise are trying to keep their relationship on the down low but it is difficult to do when you have a nosy family.

2. 'Blown Away' - Amelia Shepherd x Reader

Reader works for the FBI. Amelia Shepherd would rather not have her girlfriend arrive at the hospital after a mission goes wrong but... here we are.

3. 'Playing With Fire' - Clara Oswald x Reader

Clara can't stop herself from flirting with Reader - yes, even when being chased by aliens that are... made of fire ????

4. 'Come Home' (Go Home, pt. 2) - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Things are redeemable and anything is doable - especially when it is true love, right?

5. 'Knocked Out' - Amelia Shepherd x Reader

They're married :-) Reader is pregnant :-) Amelia is in love and protective :-) Reader gets injured at work :-( Amelia wants Reader to stop working :-/

6. 'Competitive Streak' - Teddy Altman x Reader

It's the yearly charity sports day and it is time for Reader to dust off her cleats and impress a certain someone with her soccer skills.

7. 'The Artist's Assistant' - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Reader's husband is out of the country with his mistress and, whilst he is gone, has requested a painting be made of his wife. The artist is nice enough but it is the artist's assistant that really catches Reader's eye.

8. 'Back to Chicago' - JJ x Reader

Reader is Derek's best friend from home and has just joined his team. First case? Ends pretty badly. But maybe, despite the whole torture and hospital stuff, she gets the girl?

9. 'Out Of My OR' - Amelia Shepherd x Reader

The new intern chooses the wrong person to flirt with.

10. 'Ask me, Pt.2' - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader.

Idek where this one is going to go.

[storiesofsvu]

Hey besties.

So thanks to an influx of new followers and from different fandoms and interesting requests I’ve been getting I figured it was needed to repost this.

Things I WILL NOT write for:

-Non con or even CNC

-Age gaps. (Realistic ones are fine. But i refuse to do 18 year old super genius yn who graduated Harvard already and 40+ year old character falls in love with them).

-Basically YN under the age of 30. I’m in my mid 30’s and most people in the industries that my fics involve would be in that age rage, or even older. if you’re looking under, go elsewhere.

-Underage yn’s. If you want a fic where yn is the chlld this is NOT the place.

-stories involving losing virginities. While i may write someones first experience with the the same sex, or a specific style, i do not write virgin characters

-pregnant y/n’s. It’s very rare I will accept requests involving pregnancy

-Male yn’s. Nothing against it but as a female, esp when it comes to smut I’m uncomfortable writing it.

-Same goes for medical conditions. There are certain that I am familiar with or are easier to research or I have close friends who can give insight to, otherwise i feel like I’m not doing it justice and also dont want to offend. Dm or send an ask if you have specific questions.

WHO I Write For:

(just because there is someone on my masterlist does not mean i still write for them. i only write this list.)

Law and Order(SVU/OC/ OG)

-Rita Calhoun, Casey Novak, Elizabeth Donnelly, Alex Cabot, Olivia Benson, Grace Muncy, Tonie Churlish, Melinda Warner, Pippa Cox, Sonya Paxton, Amanda Rollins, Peter Stone, Mike Dodds, Joe Velasco, Sonny Carisi, Rafael Barba, Terry Bruno.

-Ayanna Bell, Samantha Maroun

-Calex, Barhoun, Calvak, Novelly, Benhoun.

Criminal Minds:

Emily Prentiss, Derek Morgan, Alex Blake, Tara Lewis, Aaron Hotchner

House of Cards:

Heather Dunbar, Jackie Sharp

-Duckie (heather x jackie)

Homeland:

Elizabeth Keane

Grey’s Anatomy/Private Practice:

-Addison Montgomery, Amelia Shepherd, Charlotte King

NCIS:

Abigail Borin, Anthony Dinozzo

Chicago PD:

Hailey Upton, Kim Burgess, Erin Lindsay, Kevin Atwater

DM/Ask box for taglists!

[salt-pepper-jolex]

No Matter What

A sequel to Powdered Donuts, Princess Crowns, and Bubbles; in which Jo has a nervous breakdown about having this baby and has a scare, but it ends up okay.

Side note: I'm sorry for this roller-coaster. I promise there's happiness eventually. New chapter coming soon! Okay, I'm done, enjoy!

Jo's entire body shook as her thumb hovered over Alex's number, tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes. After a moment, she decided to just press the call button. Then, the familiar voice message rang in her ears. "You've reached the voicemail of Dr. Alex Karev. Sorry I couldn't come to the phone. Leave a message and I'll get back to you."

Despite the exciting week before, Jo couldn't shake the worry and unsteadiness that came with welcoming a baby into the world.

She chose to hang up the phone, not wanting to bother him. She scrolled up to find Meredith's number, and pressed the call button again, putting Mer on speaker. One ring. Two. Three. Finally, on the fourth ring, a familiar voice filled the room.

"Jo?" Mer's voice, filled with an even mix of concern and worry, rang out.

"Hey. I need to talk to you. It wouldn't hurt if Pierce and Shepherd were there too."

Meredith, sensing the pain in her voice, offered for Jo to come over.

"That'd be nice. I'll be there in twenty." She replied, a wave of relief crashing over her. She'd needed to tell someone about...whatever this was.

When she got there, she noticed Mer, Maggie, and Amelia waiting.

"Thank you for doing this." Jo's voice held so much pain and grief that no one else but the three women in front of her could fix. She looked up to them, like a little girl to her big sisters.

"What's going on?" Amelia spoke gently as they all sat down across from Jo, careful not to sound like they were interrogating her because they knew she had asked them to hear her and listen.

"I'm, um, pregnant," Jo said, her voice soft and small, laced with sadness and panic.

"Does Alex know?" Maggie asked, careful not to assume anything.

Jo only nodded her head, as if speaking would surface emotions that she had spent her whole life suppressing.

"How do you feel about it?" Meredith asked, noticing the way Jo picked at her nails, and fidgeted with her ring.

Jo shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. This is the first time I've been pregnant in 12 years. And Alex doesn't know because the day I planned to tell him, I lost it. I shut him out, but we worked hard, and got here. Now, I don't know what to tell him. Because I know I can't put him, or us for that matter, through that again."

Amelia moved next to Jo, wrapping her arms around the woman that felt like a fragile little girl in that moment.

Knowing the women would listen, she kept going, "It'll break Alex's heart. And the worst part is Luna was so happy, and I don't know how to tell her that she might not get a little sister or brother."

"Jo, don't think for a second that he won't support you in whatever you choose to do. And yes, Luna's young. But she's also smart. She gets that from you and Alex. She'll understand."

In that moment, Amelia gave Jo strength through words no one else could find to tell her. They'd all had losses, Maggie had been broken before, and Meredith knew her pain better than anyone, but Amelia gave Jo the best possible advice, and the strength she needed right then and there.

Suddenly, everyone went quiet, with small smiles. Jo looks behind her to find Alex.

"Hi. What are you doing here?" Jo's voice was impossibly tiny, but only Alex could see the fear in her eyes.

"You weren't home, so I came here. Luna's with Robbins and Torres."

"I know, thank you for that." She laughs, humorlessly, and Alex picked up on it. "How much did you hear?"

"I heard most of it, but that doesn't matter. C'mere." He holds her hands before pulling her into a tight hug.

"I want Luna."

"I know you do, babe. What do you say we go get her and then, we can talk about our options over ice cream. What do you say?"

"I'm lucky to have you, baby."

"I love you. More than everything else in this world. I love you. And Luna. And this baby, but you need to hear me when I say this. I am in your corner. No matter what. Okay?"

"Okay." Jo said, knowing Alex's words were sincere.

"Let's go get our girl. We have sundaes to make."

After a series of thank yous, hugs, and heartfelt see you laters, Jo and Alex left. Mer and Maggie listened as Amelia started.

"We're lifelines now. We have to be there for them."

"I have surgery with Alex, I'll see what I can find out." Maggie offered before Meredith informed the both of them.

"I'll make sure Jo stays awake because that baby will be exhausting, knowing Alex."

Mer turns to see Zola, Bailey, and Ellis on the stairs.

"Auntie Jojo and Uncle Alex are having a baby?" Ellis asks.

"Well, we don't know, honey." Mer says, kind of stunned.

Maggie continues for her, "That's up to them."

"But, no matter what, you cannot say anything to anyone about this, okay?" Amelia says firmly.

All three kids nod in response and scatter to get ready for bed.

Back at the loft, Alex and Jo talked.

"I finally got her down. Can we talk now?" Jo whispered, her voice laced with nerves and panic.

"Of course. Hey, you have nothing to worry about. I promise, whatever you choose, you got me. I'm here for you, and if it comes down to it, we'll figure out what to tell to Luna." He moves to wrap his arm around her, then pulling the both of them up to do dishes.

"Thank you." She said as she started the water, although Alex tilts his head, a puzzled expression littering his face.

"For what?" He asked, his curiosity genuine as he scrubbed a plate.

"For being so understanding about it, and being so good to me."

"Of course. I love you, and I'm there for you. Always."

"Good, because I'm keeping this baby. If you're up for a mini-me." Jo's face lit up with a fragile smile that morphed into a solid one as she saw Alex's eyes light up.

"Really?" He asked, his eyes glittering with happy tears.

"We're gonna have a baby, baby."

The next morning, Amelia, Maggie, and Mer gather at work. They pass by Alex, who normally would be grumpy by now, but had a lightness to his walk as he checked on patients.

Jo had been wobbly and tired all morning due to morning sickness. But happy, nonetheless.

"Blech, this baby will not give me a break." Jo said, her face a touch pale as she leaned against the wall.

Amelia saw the sweat beading on Jo's forehead.

"Here," Amelia handed her ginger cough drops. "Trust me."

Jo wrapped her in a hug before falling to the ground.

"Jo! Hey, stay with me!" Amelia shouted, her voice tense. "I need some help here! Pulse is thready, breathing is shallow," she announced to a nearby Maggie.

"Let's get her on a gurney, page Hunt and Bailey," Maggie announced.

In the chaos, they hadn't seen Alex exit the patient room next to them.

"What happened?" Alex asked, his question soft.

"We're not sure yet. Bailey and Owen are running tests in there for now."

"Okay." Alex's body was rigid, his demeanor instantly changed.

"Hey, go see Luna. We'll page you when they're done." Maggie said calmly as Amelia got paged.

Alex nodded as he walked away to go see his Moonshine.

20 minutes later, Jo's eyes flickered as she woke up to bright lights and rails surrounding her on both sides. Alex, attuned to his wife, sat tall, informing her of the situation.

"Hey. You fainted in the hall. Your pressure was low and you had a thready pulse. Don't worry. You're okay." He held her hand, kissing it lightly.

But still, Jo's eyes shined with an unanswered question.

Alex, ever inclined, answered quietly, his eyes red and puffy. "Baby is fine, Robbins and DeLuca made sure."

"I'm glad, but that's not what I meant. How are you? I know that was scary." Jo asked, her voice raw.

"Honestly? That scared the hell out of me, but you're strong. I had a good feeling you'd be okay." His voice hung with a tone Jo couldn't quite place.

"Why does your voice sound like that? What's wrong with me?" Jo asks, her tone loaded with despair as her voice broke seeing Bailey walk in.

"Jo, after you fell, we did a work-up, and you were severely dehydrated, but we repleted your electrolytes and gave you fluids. You are okay. Your baby is okay. But, the surgery was hard on you. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to ask you to stay out of work for a few hours." Bailey's voice was heavy.

"Can I see Luna?"

"Of course."

"I'll go get her," Alex offered, his hand slipping away.

Bailey rushed to Jo's side as she saw the tears in Jo's eyes.

"Honey, what do you need? What can I do?" Bailey's response wasn't 'What's wrong?' and Jo was immensely grateful for it.

"All I did was work a shift, one shift. I didn't think to stop and take care of myself, and my baby almost paid the price for it." Jo's voice was filled with a grief Bailey completely understood.

"Look. I'm not gonna lie. You pushed the limits of your body. That cannot happen again. If you promise to take care of your body and let us watch you, you can work so long as you listen to your body."

A smile broke out on Jo's face. "Deal."

"Mommy!" Luna squealed, because she hadn't seen her mom in nearly 4 hours.

"We'll leave you be." Bailey said, Alex and Jo eternally grateful.

"We owe her." Alex started, leaning his head on Jo's shoulder as he climbed into the bed with her.

"Big time," Jo said before focusing her attention to Luna.

"Hey, Moonshine." Jo used the nickname Luna knew only from Alex and her, motioning for Luna to come closer.

Soon after, Luna whimpered, hesitantly curling further into Jo's body.

"What is it, Luna-bug?" Jo said before mouthing a 'What happened?' to Alex, who only shrugged in response.

"Mama, you left me." Luna said, her big, bright eyes filled with unspilled tears.

"What are you talking about, baby girl?" Alex asks, coming closer to the loves of his life.

"You left me because you love the baby more than me."

"Oh, honey. Never. Never, ever, ever will Mommy and Daddy love anybody more than you. We love you and your baby brother or sister so, so much, and nobody can match that." Jo's words suddenly filled Luna with joy, evident by the smile on the little girl's face.

Two weeks later, and Jo was fully recovered.

"Promise me you'll take it easy today?"

"Obviously." Jo knew her husband was just being careful, but even she noticed the involuntary sharpness in her voice. "Sorry."

"Hey, don't worry about it. I get it." And he truly did. The words, seemingly insignificant, made her melt.

Through shaky breaths and watery smiles, she spoke.

"Thank you."

"Of course."

"No, Alex. I mean it. Thank you. For this, for Luna, for- for giving me a chance at having a baby again. For all of it."

"Jo. You know I'd do anything for you. Getting to give you a baby was just an added bonus," he smirked, waggling his eyebrows.

"You are terrible."

"But you love me anyway. I love you, Jo." He bridged the space between them, putting his forehead to hers.

"I love you. I can't believe we're having a baby," Jo spoke mesmerized as awe filled her voice.

That night, the excitement wouldn't wear off, and if Jo was honest, she didn't want it to. And neither did Alex. They were the happiest people on earth, and nothing could take that away.

fin.

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xo, Nikki.

Also, here's chapter 2!

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[jobrookekarev]

Yearning For A Dream

Chapter One of One

Words: 2,551

Summary: After falling asleep alongside Link, worried that Alex has left her, Jo wakes up in the middle of the night to Alex kissing her cheek and telling her he is home. But in the morning she struggles to find him and wonders if it was all a dream. 

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson and Atticus Lincoln/Amelia Shepherd (Mentioned).

Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson, Atticus Lincoln.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences. 

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Pregnancy, Happy Ending, Canon Compliant, but I fixed it and added a baby to make it better! 

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Jo barely listened to her mother-in-law's words as Helen spoke to comfort her. Yet nothing Helen said reassured her. All Jo could think about was Alex as she tried to figure out where he was. Helen said she hadn't seen Alex for weeks and thought that he had gone home to her after helping to fix the roof. 

“Oh I'm sorry dear I'm rambling again,” Helen said as she paused, and Jo came back to the conversation when the silence ran on.

“It's just been a long day,” Jo said, letting out a breath and wishing she could let out all of her worries with it but they stuck inside her stomach like she swallowed a bottle of glue.

“But I'm sure Alex has a good reason for being away and perhaps his phone just isn't working,” Helen said, trying to stay cheerful in her explanation.

“Yeah, thanks,” Jo said, although she barely heard what Helen had said. 

“Well, I'll let you go, dear and I'll call Alex and tell him to talk to his wife,” Helen said as if a scolding from his mother could make Alex reappear in her life. 

“Thank you, Helen,” Jo said as she tried to think of anything else to say but the words evaded her. 

“Well I hope you do call again soon, I love you,” Helen said, sincere in a way that a mother would be.

“Yeah, love you too, bye,” Jo said as she quickly hung up the phone.

She stared at the screen again. It was a picture of her and Alex and she quickly pulled up his number again, but she hovered her finger over the call button. There was a list of calls going to Alex and she was sure his voicemail was full by now, yet she still felt the urge to leave him one more message. 

Jo stared at the other thing sitting in front of her, the ultrasound photo she had gotten that evening from Carina. She had insisted upon it and all but forced Jo into her office to at least take a pregnancy test. Jo e has suspected she was pregnant but hadn't taken a test as she was more worried about her husband. There was something about seeing her baby that made everything so real and terrifying. Without Alex, this was all the more complicated and she couldn't do this without him. She didn't want to. Yet here she was, faced with that possibility. 

Jo let out a breath again, this one shaky and nearly filled with tears but she had none left to cry as there was no water left in her eyes. So she just stared at the ultrasound and her phone, waiting for the universe to send her a sign. Suddenly there was the sound of someone stomping the snow off their feet and coming up the stairs. Jo leaped up, there it was, there was Alex, he was home. She ran to answer the door, pulling it open with hopefulness in her heart, however, it quickly disappeared when she saw Link. 

His black jacket was covered in snow and he was holding a bag and a box of donuts. His mood was as depressing as hers was. He frowned and came into the loft without waiting for her to invite him in. 

“Misery loves company, so I brought donuts and despair,” Link said as he passed her without a second glance and he went over to the kitchen. 

Jo looked back at him as her mind swirled. Where was Alex? Why wasn't that him at the door? What would happen to her without him? The disappointment nearly drowned her like a wave. Link put the donuts down on the kitchen counter and finally noticed her still standing in the entryway.

“Jo ?” 

“I, I thought you were him,” Jo said, and she didn't need to say who for Link to know she was talking about Alex.

Link sighed and looked over at her with a frown. “I'm sorry.”

“He left me,” Jo said looking around at his empty place in the loft, believing he was gone.

“No, he didn't,” Link said, quickly reassuring her like everybody had done the past few days. 

They all told her over and over again that Alex wouldn't leave her, that he wasn't like that. Everybody from Meredith to Link to Owen and Jackson has said the same thing. But Jo wasn't sure of their reassurance, and she truly didn't believe it now.

“I think he did, I think he woke up one day and felt the need to escape his life… and me. I called his mom,” Jo said, finally looking at Link for the first time and taking a step toward him. “He wasn't there. He hasn't been there in weeks. And I’m, I'm pregnant. And I can't do this without him. He left me… pregnant... And now I can't, I can't breathe.”

Jo gasped for breath, struggling to take in air as she broke down again. She started to cry, letting herself fall apart as she dissolved into tears. Link rushed over and hugged her, sweeping her into his arms and stopping her from falling to her knees as he held her. She cried, and cried, and cried. That's all she could do because Alex was gone and she was pregnant. All she wanted was her husband, but she didn't have him. She knew the baby in her belly needed her, but Jo couldn't do this without him. She was so scared and she couldn't breathe.

Somehow Link carried her to bed and wrapped his arms around her as she cried. The tears took the rest of her energy as she cried herself to sleep, knowing that tomorrow wouldn't be any better.

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“I missed you.” 

The words drifted into Jo's sleep and gently woke her. She felt warmth against her cheek as a pair of lips kissed her.

“Alex,” Jo whispered, opening her eyes to see his brown eyes as his lips gave her a gentle smile.

“I love you,” Alex said, kissing her again, this time on her lips as Jo closed her eyes and kissed him back sleepily

“Go back to sleep,” Alex said, pulling back and kissing her cheek again. “I'm going to sleep on the couch but I'll be here when you wake up.”

“Okay,” Jo mumbled, closing her eyes again, already half asleep surrounded by his warmth. 

She fell asleep again all too quickly and dreamed of Alex and their baby playing in the loft. Their baby laughed and played with cars on the rug. Jo laughed too as she sat in Alex's lap as he held her from behind, his warm arms around her. She woke up with the same warmth surrounding her and she smiled, feeling Alex's arms around her waist. 

As she rolled over and buried her nose into his chest, she took a deep breath in, however, she didn't smell Alex. She opened her eyes and realized that it was Link curled up against her and snoring rather loudly. The smell of his cologne burned her sinuses and made her nauseous as she wrinkled her nose and rolled away.

‘Where's Alex?’ Jo thought as she blinked and looked around. He should be here, she thought as she got up, sitting up and looking around. But it was just the two of them and no one else was there. Jo threw off the covers and got up, quickly walking in a circle around the loft as she looked everywhere for Alex. 

However, there wasn't even evidence that he'd been there. The couch was the same with the blankets and pillows as she had been sleeping there the past couple of nights. She went to the entryway and looked for his shoes, his bag, his coat, anything, but none of it was there. Jo went to the bathroom only to see his toothbrush was there, untouched in the cup. Even the shower was dry and only her towels hung on the rack. She checked the laundry hamper only to find the same emptiness. 

“Alex, where are you?” Jo called out to him as she came back out to the empty loft. 

She ducked into the kitchen to see but there was nothing other than her mac and cheese plates in the sink. Jo nearly cried as she looked around desperate to find him.

“What's going on Jo?” Link asked with a yawn as he stretched. “Alex's not here? What are you doing?”

“He was here!” Jo insisted, going over to him. “I remember waking up in the middle of the night and he kissed me and he was home. He was home.”

Link looked around seeing the same empty loft that she did. “Jo, you must have dreamed about him.”

“No, it was real,” Jo begged herself to believe it. 

Jo pulled out her phone and looked at her last text messages from him. The last one was just the text message she had sent him of the picture of the pregnancy test. There was nothing, not even a reply. She quickly texted Meredith to see if she had heard from him. Surely she would have heard from Alex if he was back. Meredith texted back quickly that she hadn't heard from him either. Jo was devastated and she sank down onto the couch. She held her phone as she stared out into nothing.

“I'm sorry, Jo,” Link said as he sat down next to her putting an arm around her shoulders.

“Yeah,” Jo nodded, not really hearing him as she put her phone away and curled up, pulling up her legs and leaning back against the couch. 

“Why don't I get us breakfast?” Link said, getting up before she responded, although she didn't stop them either. 

Jo just sat on the couch and turned on the TV so there was something to do, something to listen to other than the emptiness in her heart. Soon enough she heard the coffee maker starting up and she knew Link was turned on a pan and she heard him rumbling around in the kitchen. He was the only one who could actually cook.

But then, the loft door opened.

Link looked up in surprise and Jo turned around to see the door slide open as Alex walked in. She was so stunned she just sat there and stared at him.

“Hey,” Alex said, greeting her with a smile before he looked over at Link. “Oh sorry, I was trying to surprise you.” 

Alex held up the coffee tray and a bag from their favorite breakfast place. The loft was completely silent as Jo and Link just stared at him. Neither of them believed that he was standing there in front of him. Alex looked around at the both of them confused as to why his appearance was such a shock.

“I guess I should have left a note or something.” He barely got that last word out before Jo was flinging herself into his arms as she started crying in relief. She was pretty sure some of the coffee splashed on her, but she doesn't care. “I take it you really missed me.”

“I thought you left me,” Jo said as she held onto him, afraid he’d slip through her fingers again. “You didn't respond to my texts or calls, I haven’t heard from you in days and I thought you left!”

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” Alex said as he struggled to put down the coffee on the side table before he wrapped both of his arms around her as she held him close.

“I'm pregnant,” Jo whispered to him. 

“I know,” Alex said, a little smile appearing across his lips as he kissed her forehead. “As soon as I saw your text I hopped on a plane and came home, I’m sorry. Everything in Iowa has been so much to deal with, but I can sort it out later. You need me more now.”

“Where's your bag and everything? I looked around for your stuff and nothing was there?” Jo said as she settled in his arms and relief filled her. 

“I left my bag in my car last night, I was so tired and I just wanted to see you,” Alex said, as he pulled back and held her face with one hand looking at her with deep adoration. 

Jo just nodded as she cried and Alex brushed away her tears with his thumb. She leaned in and kissed him again. Alex eagerly greeted her as she melted into him, feeling like she had her home back. 

“You stop returning my calls, asshole. Don’t you can't ever do that again!” Jo said, pulling back as she hit his chest.

“I won't, I promise,” Alex said, sincere with his words as he looked deep into her eyes. 

“And you are never going anywhere without me,” Jo said, tears still filling her eyes.

“That's fine by me,” Alex said, leaning in and kissing her again. 

“I'm just going to let you two be,” Link said, grabbing a coffee and peeking in the bag and pulling out a donut before he left.

Jo and Alex barely acknowledged him and their kiss got heated as they reunited. Alex trailed his hands down her waist as Jo tangled her hands in his hair. However, Alex's destination was not her hips as his fingers ghosted across her stomach before he pulled back. He put his hands over his bump, feeling the outline of it in his hands. 

“Oh my God, Jo ,” Alex said with wide eyes looking up at her. “When you said you were pregnant, I didn't think you were this far along. If I had known I never would have…”

 He trailed off as Jo leaned in and kissed him again before she leaned her forehead against his. “It's okay, I didn't know until last night. You're here now and that's what matters.”

Alex nodded, leaned in and quickly kissed her again as he held her bump. “You've got to be at least 12 weeks along by now.”

“What no,” Jo said, shaking her head as she looked down at her stomach. “There's no way. I just found out yesterday it must be your big headed baby making its appearance.” 

“I wouldn't be so sure about that. Wasn't your last period like 3 months ago?” Alex asked, raising an eyebrow at her with a sneaky little smile.

“No, it was…” Jo trailed off as she tried to remember and quickly did the math in her head as her eyes went wide. “7 weeks ago.”

“So you're at least 9 weeks along,” Alex said with a little smile.

“I guess so,” Jo said a little in awe as she looked down at her bump.

Alex got down on his knees, pulling up her shirt as he revealed her skin to his eyes. Then he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her belly. Jo smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair. He looked up at her with so much love in his eyes. He would continue to stare at her that way and kiss her bump as it grew bigger, until their baby was born. And true to her word, she never let him travel without her again.

[popchoc]

Something a little different, if you’re ip for it… Carina & Amelia, fluff 7 please 😊

Up for it, always! I can totally picture these two having some fun together, if the time were right. The problem, as it turned out, is... it never were. I checked the entire timeline, as the canon girl I am, only to find out that there are NO fitting moments:

Carina's introduced at the start of s14, hooking up with Arizona from the start. At that time, Amelia's married to Owen. Their marriage was a wreck, with them being separated for most of it (the brain tumor days), and they pulled the plug around the same time Carina and Arizona seemed to be over.

But right then, at 14x6, (Amelia slept with Tom and) Carina and Owen hooked up (with Amelia catching Carina naked in her kitchen 😄), which lasted for a few eps (till 14x8?). Short after, at 14x12, Arizona and Carina started flirting again, then got back together (14x14) until Arizona finale broke it off… during the same ep in which Amelia and Owen got back together (14x21).

Carina left to Italy after 15x04, returning at 15x15. During this whole period Amelia was (still) with Owen, albeit a little on and off again, as they were playing house with Leo and Betty. Amelia ended it at 15x15, which could be great timing considering Carina's return…. yet Amelia started rebounding with Link at 15x16! And though they weren't that serious at that time, to me they seemed to be focused on just each other (no side dishes), until the threesome proposal at 16x02 with - drum roll - Carina.

Yet that's when Amelia turned out to be pregnant, with Link still being around and no indication she/they ever hooked up with Carina, and Carina just very much being her doctor (doing ultrasounds etc), besides - and more importantly - starting to date Maya soon after.

During Carina and Maya's short break-up (end of s16/s3), Amelia was (still) with Link, with Carina actually being there to deliver their baby. (Not exactly the kind of "seeing her naked parts" we're thinking of here, I assume 🤭🤣).

With Carina and Maya being steady for over 2 seasons, the next and last opportunity might have happened during their s19/s6 break, but at that time Amelia and Kai were still together (damn it 😉). And (in this case) unfortunately Carina and Maya were just dating again when Amelia got dumped by Kai. And with that my last (canon) option was out of the window…

So, long story short:

the only kind-of moment they were both single (though Amelia still being officially married) was between 14x9 and 14x11 - and you have to agree with me that it wouldn't really look good on either of them to hook up at that time, considering that already messy situation.

(Besides all that, there's also the fact that Carina still calls Amelia Dr. Shepherd at 16x02 which sounds weird to me if they'd had something going on before… though I guess that's something I could "forget", as the actual writers do so all the time 🙊)

Now of course there are always options left (making one of them cheat, go for a timejump in which Maya is out of the picture, a simple rejection), but none of them sounds very fluffy to me. So unless I'm overlooking something here, I'm afraid we have to save this one for.... who knows when. Whenever it is tough, I'll be the first one writing them - you've got my word on that one! 😁)

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

heyyy, so i have a request cause i really love your amelia storys. So could you do a amelia one, where the reader is pregnant and amelia is scared to have sex. The reader goes to her best friend (maybe arizona or christina) for advise. Than the friend and the reader go to a sex shop and buy the readers first dildo. Later amelia finds the reader using the toy and the talk about amelia being scared to have sex while the reader is pregnant. And well smut at the end.

Xoxo

Can do! Hope you enjoy. :)

Playing It Safe

Amelia Shepherd x fem!reader Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, NSFW, sex, fingering, oral, masturbation, toy usage, sex shop, squirting, language around genitalia, some explicit language, previous Amelia trauma, pregnancy times, established relationship (let me know if I've missed anything!) Word Count: 2.1k

Summary: You're needier than ever during your second trimester, but Amelia has some pregnancy trauma that's getting in the way. Thankfully, you've got people who are willing to help you get what you need.

“Amy,” you prompted as she circled your clit with her tongue. You gently pulled her head up, and she looked up at you expectantly with those beautiful, blue eyes. “I love your mouth, but I need you inside me.”

She furrowed her eyebrows. “I don’t know, babe.” She crossed her arms and rested her chin on your protruding stomach. “It doesn’t feel safe.”

You rolled your eyes. “Amelia, come on. We’ve been over this. Pregnancy sex is perfectly safe. If straight people do it, we can do it.”

“It just…” she stuttered, flopping onto the bed next to you. You sighed, your body drifting down, down from where it had tensed up. You weren’t going to get what you needed. Not today. “It makes me nervous.” She shrugged, and you cupped her face as she lay next to you. How could someone so smart be so stupid.

“You’re a doctor. You should know this. I know this.” Amelia never treated you differently because you were a nurse. You had a different skill set, that was all. But at a time like this, you didn’t mind emphasizing that, of the two of you, Amelia should absolutely be the more educated about pregnancy and safe sex.

Amelia was quiet for a while, looking down and avoiding your eyes. “I keep thinking about Christopher.”

Shit, you thought. It’s not that you’d forgotten about Amelia’s first child, the one who’d died in her arms mere minutes after he was born. Christopher was a part of her. But you sometimes forgot that the hopes and fears that surrounded your pregnancy were different for Amelia than they were for you. Amelia had experience. Not only that, she had trauma. Heart-wrenching, horrible trauma that she’d carry with her the rest of her life, even as she also got to carry and treasure this new child. It wasn’t fair to expect Amelia to be completely rational when it came to pregnancy safety.

You ran your thumb along her cheekbone, your voice soft. “Hey. That’s not gonna happen again. Our baby is perfectly healthy.”

“I just don’t want to take any risks,” Amelia whispered.

“Okay,” you sighed. “Okay. Whatever you need.”

Amelia started moving her hand down your body. “I mean, I can still…”

“It’s fine, Amy,” you said, hoisting yourself out of bed and kissing her on the forehead. “I gotta go to work anyway.”

You felt bad for your patients that night at Grey-Sloan. It wasn’t their fault you were sexually frustrated. You slumped into a rolling chair at the nurse’s station, groaning, and laid your head on the desk.

“Wow.”

You looked up and smiled wryly. It was Arizona–Dr. Robbins, as her patients would call her. For a little while, you and her had been the only out lesbians on the peds floor, so you’d become fast friends. Never dated–you weren’t each other’s type–but you were excellent wingwomen for one another. In fact, it was Arizona who had set you up with Amelia.

She leaned over conspiratorially, so that the people around you wouldn’t overhear your conversation. “That’s a sad lesbian sigh if I’ve ever heard one.”

You shrugged.

“What’s going on?” she prompted. “Trouble in paradise?”

You leaned closer, trying to keep your voice low. “She won’t sleep with me.”

Arizona looked genuinely shocked. “Like, at all!?”

“I mean, she won’t go inside me.”

You had never seen Arizona look more confused. “...Why?”

“She’s afraid it’ll hurt the baby.”

Arizona sat down next to you, rolling close to continue the conversation. “There’s no fucking way she really believes that. She’s a surgeon.”

“I don’t think she really does. She’s just…” You sighed and groaned. “She’s got some trauma.”

Arizona shrugged and mumbled. “I mean, if you really need to, you could just use the strap on yourself.”

You blushed. “We don’t use a strap.”

“Ever?!”

“I don’t know… it just hasn’t come up, I guess.”

She seemed to think deeply about this. “Well, do you have a vibrator or a dildo or anything?”

“No,” you answered quietly, your face getting redder by the minute.

Arizona looked at you like you were an infant, smiling, like you were something cute and tiny. “Aw, you’re just a baby.”

“Shut up. Just because I’m younger than you doesn’t make me a baby.”

“No, you’re right,” she nodded, smirking. “Not owning any sex toys makes you a baby.”

You rolled your eyes.

“What time are you off today?” she said, glancing at her watch.

“7:00,” you answered.

“Me too! It’s a date then.”

“Wait, what?” She’d lost you somewhere along the way.

Arizona squeezed your shoulder. “We’re gonna find you something to put inside yourself.”

You’d never felt more out of your element in your life than you did standing in front of a wall of fake penises with Arizona.

She smiled at your horrified face.

“Little much?” she asked.

You nodded. “I don’t know, Arizona. These all seem way too… real.” You eyed a particularly girthy, veiny dildo and grimaced.

Arizona leaned on your shoulder. “They’re better when they’re attached to boobs,” she admitted. “Here, come here.”

She led you to another aisle where the toys were similar in shape, but much less realistic looking. They were almost futuristic. Sleeker, smaller, more your speed. But there were so many of them.

“I’m feeling overwhelmed,” you told her, staring at all the options.

“You want my advice?” she asked.

You shrugged and nodded.

She pulled a toy down and handed it to you. It was blue and small and bent and there were buttons. You felt like you were in Star Trek. “I’d start with this*,” she explained. “It’s relatively small. It bends, so it can mimic the feeling of fingers.” She looked pointedly at you. “Since that’s what you’re used to.”

You nodded, looking at it. “Yeah, okay. I’ll try it anyway. I just…” You sighed. “It’s not as good, is it?”

“As a partner?!” Arizona shook her head. “But it’ll do the job.”

An hour later, you were sitting in bed, the package opened in front of you, reading the little instruction manual. Sixteen settings. An app!? You just weren’t sure about it. And you felt a little bad for even wanting to use it. You knew you weren’t cheating on Amelia by masturbating. You both did it, you both knew you both did it. You worked long hours, sometimes things just didn’t line up. But this felt different somehow. Illicit.

But, god, you needed it. You’d needed it since last night. Since last week, even, when you’d started to show and Amelia had started treating you like you were made of glass.

You took a deep breath and leaned back against the pillows you’d stacked against the headboard, trying to think sexy thoughts. Amelia thoughts. You thought of her body against yours, the taste of her, her curves you loved to trace.

Your breath started to grow rhythmic, ragged, and you circled your fingers gently over your clit. After a few minutes, your arousal started to pool, and you spread it around, taking a deep breath and grabbing the toy. You looked at it suspiciously, as if it was an alien. It wasn’t Amelia. It didn’t look like Amelia. But, then maybe, like Arizona had said, it would get the job done.

You pressed one of the buttons, choosing a vibration pattern at random, and slowly slid the toy inside of you. You moaned at how good it felt to have something inside you, to once again feel something pressed against your fluttering walls. And while, no, it didn’t feel as good as Amelia’s fingers would, it was new and exciting to be able to control everything, all of it, the whole experience. The speed, the depth, the direction, to cater to your every want and move because it was you on both sides.

You continued stroking your clit as you thrust the toy in and out of you, shaking around it. God, you’d needed this.

When Amelia burst into the bedroom, still in her scrubs, you froze, face beet red, hands between your legs. She wasn't supposed to be home. Not this early.

She stared at you in shock, and neither of you spoke for a moment.

“What are you doing!?” she said, sounding somewhere between sad and angry. It was pretty clear exactly what you were doing.

“Amy, I–”

She shook her head in frustration, sitting on the edge of the bed. You tossed the toy aside and covered yourself with the sheets, feeling more self-conscious than you ever had around her.

You felt like crying. All you’d been trying to do was meet your own needs, so that Amelia wouldn’t have to. You didn’t want to make her any more anxious than she already was, but it seemed like you’d done just that.

She looked in your direction, but not in your eyes, and you saw that hers were full of tears.

“Amy…” you breathed, moving toward her.

“I’m sorry,” she said, wiping tears from underneath her eyelids. “I know it’s safe. In my head, I know it, but I’m just–” She sucked in a shuddering breath. “I’m so scared, all the time. And I know you need me, and I’m just–I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” you said, drawing close and wiping a tear from her cheek. “It’s okay. I’m sorry. I should have been better about telling you what I needed and, well, what I was doing to get it.”

She breathed deeply, seeming to calm down a bit, as she looked you over.

“Did you finish?” she asked, smiling slightly.

“What?”

“Just now. Did you finish?”

“Uh… no. No, but that’s oka–”

Amelia’s lips crashed into yours, hot and salty from her tears, and you pulled away a bit, surprised.

“Amy, it’s okay,” you assured her, holding her face in your hands. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to,” she said, her voice rough with lust and emotion. “I’m so tired of being scared.”

You looked into her eyes as she pushed you down on your back. They were lustful, determined, and just a little bit sorry. You brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, running a thumb along her brow bone.

“Everything’s gonna be okay, honey,” you told her, quietly. “The baby’s safe and healthy.”

“I know,” she said, pressing her lips to yours and slipping her tongue into your mouth, her hands squeezing your hips. 

And she didn’t look away. She kept her eyes–so beautiful, so brave–on yours as she pressed her fingers inside of you. You gasped, arching your back into her, so happy, so relieved to have her inside you again. The toy was just that–a toy, a tool. Amelia was a goddess.

Amelia whined, too, planting sloppy kisses all over your neck, your collarbone, your chest. “I missed this,” Amelia huffed, high on the way your body pulsed around her, tight and desperate and already so close to the edge. “I missed you.” Her breath was hot on your skin, her lips red and puffy from colliding with yours so furiously.

You felt yourself barrelling toward the cliff of an orgasm and grabbed her arms for dear life. “Amy,” you moaned. “Amy, I’m gonna–”

She grinned as you fell apart, quaking and throbbing around her, your hips thrusting, back arching. But, then–something neither of you had expected or experienced before–a tiny stream of fluid, flooding out of your body. You cried out, coming harder than you’d ever come in your life, way too far gone, too lost in your orgasm, to think about what the hell was going on down there.

When you finally came down, Amelia stared at you, gaping–her face a mixture of shock, self-satisfaction, and pure, dumb happiness.

“Holy shit,” she said, biting her lip and bouncing a little.

You propped yourself up, alarmed at how wet the bed was. “Did I–”

“Yeah,” Amelia laughed, running her hands through her hair. “You sure did, baby. Holy shit.”

You stared at the wet spot. That had never happened before. You weren’t sure you liked it.

“Jesus,” you said, your eyebrows furrowed. “I–”

Amelia crashed her mouth into yours, wrapping her arms around your neck.

“Never,” she said, pulling away breathlessly, “let me say I’m too afraid to fuck you again. Never.”

“It’s okay if you are,” you assured her, running your hands up and down her back.

“Nope,” she argued, shaking her head. “If that’s on the table, trauma can suck it.”

You laughed and kissed her again, happy to have her body close to yours–with no inhibitions–once more.

*This is the toy, in case you’re wondering. 😉

[ao3feed-merddison]

The Grey Curse

by Unicxrnby89

This takes place just after the end of GA s19-e11, when Addison and the pregnant trainee are hit by a protester car. Somehow, Addison's wife, Meredith Grey, is informed and the blonde doctor living in Boston flies to Seattle to ensure she won't be a widow again and brings her person, who is visiting her in Boston, with her.

Words: 3101, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Grey's Anatomy

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Meredith Grey, Addison Montgomery, Maggie Pierce, Amelia Shepherd, Teddy Altman (Grey's Anatomy), Owen Hunt, Miranda Bailey (Grey's Anatomy), Richard Webber, Cristina Yang, Nick Marsh, Mika Yasuda

Relationships: Meredith Grey/Addison Montgomery

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Married Meddison, Married Meredith Grey/Addison Montgomery, Cristina is back, Past TeddyCristina, hit and run, Injured Addison Montgomery, Worried Meredith Grey, GA: S19-E11 aftermath

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[drreporting]

Poor Owen

Owen Hunt paced nervously in the supply closet as he closed the door behind him. He ran his fingers through his hair, his mind racing with all the thoughts of his fiancée Amelia Shepherd. She was five months pregnant with the twins, and with each passing day, she became more and more attractive to him. Owen couldn't resist her, but with the babies on the way, their sex life had taken a backseat.

He couldn't remember the last time they had been intimate, and the constant desire and arousal he felt towards her was becoming unbearable. He needed some release, even if it was just for a few minutes. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, scrolling through the pictures of Amelia that he had saved just for this purpose.

As he leaned against the shelves, his hand moved down to his pants, his fingers eagerly undoing the button and zipper. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath as he began to stroke himself, imagining Amelia's soft lips on his skin, her long fingers exploring his body.

Just as he was about to reach his climax, he heard the door to the supply closet creak open. He froze, his heart racing in his chest as he quickly tried to put himself back together. His eyes widened in horror as he realized that he was still holding his phone, which displayed a very explicit image of Amelia.

He frantically tried to press the lock button, but it was too late. Amelia, with her round belly and radiant glow, stood in front of him, her eyes taking in the whole scene. Owen could feel the heat rising to his cheeks and his arousal quickly fading away.

'Owen, what are you doing in here?' Amelia asked, her tone a mix of confusion and amusement.

Owen's mind raced as he tried to come up with a plausible excuse. 'Uh, I was just…looking for some supplies,' he stuttered, hoping that she would buy it.

Amelia arched an eyebrow as she looked around the closet. 'In the dark, with your phone out?' she asked, her eyes flickering to his now flaccid member.

Owen closed his eyes, cursing himself for not being more discreet. 'I…I was just taking a break,' he finally admitted, feeling embarrassed and exposed under her gaze.

Amelia's lips twitched, trying to hold back a smirk. 'Taking a break?' she repeated, her tone teasing.

Owen swallowed, feeling a mix of arousal and fear at her reaction. 'Yes, I…' he started before stopping himself, knowing that he couldn't tell her the truth.

Amelia walked over to him and placed a hand on him. Her hand then moved from his arm to his crotch, causing Owen to tense up. 'You don't have to hide it from me, Owen. I know how much you love me, and it's reciprocal,' she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.

Owen's breath hitched as he felt her fingers dance over his pants, brushing against his already sensitive skin. 'Amelia, please, I can't take it,' he pleaded, his body trembling with need.

Amelia's lips curved into a mischievous smile as she pulled her hand away. 'As much as I would love to finish what you started, I don't think the supply closet is the best place for it,' she purred, her words causing a delicious ache in Owen's abdomen.

He groaned in frustration as Amelia turned and walked out of the closet, leaving him standing there with a case of blue balls. He quickly composed himself and cleaned up the evidence of his arousal before walking out of the closet, his mind still reeling from the teasing encounter with Amelia.

For the rest of the day, Owen couldn't focus on anything else but the throbbing between his legs, each movement and thought reminding him of the orgasm that never came. He couldn't wait for the day to be over so he could finally go home and be with Amelia, and this time, he promised himself, he wouldn't let anything or anyone get in the way of their pleasure.

[seattlesgracehq]

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Name: Nic

Age: 28

Preferred Pronouns: She/Her

Timezone: EST

IC Information -

Character Name: Presley Madison Shepherd

Age: 23

Pronouns: She/Her

Occupation: College Student/Waitress

Parents: Amelia Shepherd

FaceClaim: Victoria Pedretti

Birthday: January 1st

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Presley was not a planned pregnancy. Given her mother’s past, it’s understandable that the woman wouldn’t have wanted to tempt fate. However, when Amelia had found out that she was pregnant, something within her had whispered that she should keep the baby. That not everything would turn out horribly wrong. And that voice was mostly right. The pregnancy had gone smoothly and there had been nothing in any prenatal appointments that had pointed to any sort of issue or reason to be concerned. And then had come the labor and delivery when things had gone a little sideways. The umbilical cord had become wrapped around Presley’s neck leading to an emergency c-section and a lot of lost blood for her mother. But by the end of that, a healthy mom and a healthy baby had made their way home. Presley was a bright, excitable, easily entertained child. One who experienced none of the trauma and horrors that her mother had when she was younger. She grew up loved and cherished, with her interests being respected and acknowledged. She was always given opportunities to flourish and when she ended up falling short, she wasn’t berated but was rather given new chances to grow. She found a place in the dramatic arts, beginning in a kindergarten play when she had the role of a lamb all the way through to her college years when she was cast as the female lead in the musical productions taking place. It was through the stage that she felt as though she found her calling; even if she didn’t have the state of mind to aim for Broadway. Currently attending the Cornish College of the Arts, Presley hopes to eventually teach Drama to instill a love of performing in others the way it had grown for her.

[myhcneybees]

"Yeah. They didn't want to tell me while I had a patient's brain exposed," she said. Amelia swallowed hard, and shook her head. "I know. I know you would have wanted us there. But she was your wife, and ultimately at the end of the day it was what she chose to do. If the doctors hadn't skipped CT, you might have lived." The youngest Shepherd nodded slowly when he was asking about the kids. "Three," she said. "But you only ever met two of them. You guys adopted Zola, then you had Bailey. After you died, Meredith ran away for a year and had Ellis, because I guess you got her pregnant before you died."

It was a lot to process for Derek. While the fact that he had died wasn't something he ever wanted to hear, somehow knowing his family hadn't been there was so much worse. Despite not being close to his sisters, he would always want them there, especially Amelia. "So everyone else found out before you did?" Derek couldn't imagine what Amelia had gone through during that time. He couldn't believe that Meredith went against his wishes, leaving his family out of saying goodbye. "I'm sorry Amy, I know it doesn't make much of a difference but I wish that you had been there, I will always want you there." Derek wanted to know more, he felt like he had missed so much when it came to his sister's life. Before he could suggest they go and sit somewhere quiet to talk, her last statement caught him off guard. "I have kids?" Suddenly, Derek's voice went softer, almost hopeful.