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[she-karev]

Christmas Proposal (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister Proposal Imagine)

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: One of One

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

Canon Episode: Season 17 Episode 17

AN: Happy December guys! I decided to post this early before Christmas because I couldn’t resist. Like and reblog below and let me know what you think.

Summary: Andrew and Amber have a Christmas celebration to themselves where Andrew surprises Amber with an engagement ring as a present

Words: 1845

December 25th, 2020

“Wake up, it’s Christmas.” Andrew gleefully says to his sleeping girlfriend in bed. On a day off they would normally sleep in bed all day but since it’s Christmas, DeLuca made it his mission to celebrate this holiday right with the woman he loves.

Amber responds to Andrew’s cheery greeting by pulling the blanket over her head yearning for sleep instead. He chuckles at this rebellious stance before gently pulling the blanket away down to her shoulders. She still has her eyes closed trying to ignore her boyfriend who kisses her cheek.

“Come on sleepyhead.” Andrew lightly shakes Amber who groans keeping her eyes shut, “Don’t you want to see the gifts me and Santa Claus left under the tree?”

“I asked Santa for permission to sleep in for Christmas clearly he didn’t get my letter.”

“He did he just doesn’t give gifts to people on the naughty list.” Andrew teases before pulling the blanket away completely revealing Amber in her green silk button down pajamas, “Now up and at them, those gifts aren’t gonna unwrap themselves.”

Amber groans but reluctantly obeys as she is fully awake now getting out of bed with her boyfriend, “This gift of yours better make up for it, and I expect coffee with a peppermint stick stirrer.”

Andrew and Amber enter the kitchen first where they find Jazz already by his bowl waiting for food. Amber dumps the leftover chicken from last night into the metal dish that their dog salvages up like it’s his last meal. Amber rubs the black tripod’s head affectionately.

“Merry Christmas.” Amber grabs two peppermint sticks from the pantry and waits for Andrew to fill the mugs. He hands her a Grinch head mug filled with their caffeine while he holds his Max the dog head mug. Amber stirs in the peppermint stick handing Andrew his that he puts inside his cup as well. They clink their mugs before sipping their drinks.

“Okay let’s open the gifts so I can sleep in like I am supposed to, lets go.” Amber sips coffee as she and her boyfriend enter the living room where there is a medium sized tree with red and white ornaments sprinkled in fake snow. Under the tree are gift wrapped boxes addressed to each other as well as their family members celebrating Christmas in their respective homes as they all agreed it’s safer due to the pandemic.

Andrew plays ‘Rockin Around The Christmas Tree’ over the home stereo to set the mood before picking up his small gift wrapped box addressed to him from Amber. He closely inspects the box trying to guess what could be inside the thin Christmas gift wrap shaking it to discern the mystery.

“Is it a gift card?” Andrew asks his girlfriend who is sitting on the couch lazily drinking coffee for energy, “Or is it cash that you got from our joint bank account?”

“Just open the damn present please.” Amber tells him grouchy.

Andrew raises an eyebrow at that, “Wow someone’s a real Grinch this year.”

“Ba hum bug.” Amber sarcastically responds pulling her peppermint stick out of her mug and sampling it in her mouth.

Andrew opens his gift, tearing the wrapping before being left with a small white box that he opens revealing his present. A navy-blue scrub cap with constellation print is inside the box and the sight of a personalized piece of headwear for work takes him by surprise. He pulls it out and feels the soft fabric between his fingers before looking at his grumpy girlfriend with a touched smile.

“You got me my very own scrub cap?” Andrew asks Amber with a smile.

Amber shrugs nonchalantly, “The ones at the hospital are plain and they’re pretty itchy after not washing it properly so I figured I should save both of us from headlice. Plus, you said you liked star gazing as a kid and your favorite color is blue so I wanted to combine the two.”

Andrew looks at Amber with love seeing that despite how cool she acts she put a lot of thought into this gift, “It’s a lot of work for a cap Bella. I always knew underneath that hard shell there was a softie.”

“As long as you don’t tell the interns, so they don’t walk all over me.” Amber stands up and finds her gift under the tree. It is a large gold giftwrapped box that makes her happy given its large size.

“Ooh it’s always a good sign when it’s huge. What is it? A laptop? A pair of Gucci shoes?” Amber guesses with a smile before frowning as a dark thought crosses her mind, “Oh god tell me you didn’t get me a puppy left inside a box with no holes all night.”

Andrew chuckles, “Don’t worry it’s not alive or dead, just open it and see what’s inside.”

Amber smiles in delight, “Don’t mind if I do.” She quickly unwraps the gold cover and opens the plain box inside taken back by what’s inside. She pulls out a silver gift wrapped box from inside that takes her by surprise. She looks at Andrew who grins at her expression. Amber decides not to question it and seeks the true gift inside.

Once again, she unwraps and opens the box pulling out another gift box that is smaller than the previous two. Amber groans at yet another gift to unwrap but does so once again before a smaller gift-wrapped square box takes place once again.

“Oh, for the love of Santa!” Amber exclaims growing frustrated while her boyfriend chuckles at this, “Tell me this is the last one because if there is another box inside, I will rip up that very thoughtful scrub cap I got you.”

“It’s the last one I promise, your gift, your real gift is inside that one I swear.” Amber scowls at her boyfriend skeptical, “I swear now come on open it and see what I got you, I put a lot of thought into it.”

“You better have.” Amber unwraps the gift and opens the box reaching inside to grab something while talking, “I’m telling you right now if you got me Russian nesting dolls inside these nesting gift boxes I will…”

Her words stop short once she pulls out a blue leather ring box that feels light in her hands yet carries so much weight as her mind races processing this. Amber takes a moment before opening the small box widening her eyes at the platinum ring tucked inside with the round diamond standing out as it’s accented with two baguette moissanite side stones.

Her brain is able to process that this is the kind of ring you propose with, meaning Andrew’s gift for her is an engagement ring that follows with a proposal. The shocked resident turns around to face Andrew DeLuca and gasps at the sight still holding the small box with their possible future inside it. He is on the floor on one knee and smiling at her before taking her hand that is holding the ring box to hold it in his instead. Andrew looks up at her with so much love feeling that this moment is long overdue.

“I told you I put a lot of thought into it.” Andrew says before starting this moment he has imagined in his head for months now, “But then again there is not much to think about when it comes to loving you and spending the rest of my life with you. From the moment I met you I knew I was done for, even when I spilled coffee on you and almost broke your nose.”

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Amber chuckles at that memory as tears start to form in her eyes while grinning at the man she loves. This moment has her heart taking an extra beat but for the first time it’s not from panic it’s from joy.

“And even when you were rightfully awful to me, I was under your spell Bella. And I have been falling for this snarky, intelligent, sexy and funny woman ever since. You amaze me, you challenge me, you enrage me, you make me feel everything I didn’t think I could feel for one person. And I know this has been a hard year for us and there was a time we didn’t think we could come back to each other.”

Amber remembers that challenging time when Andrew was in the middle of a breakdown and tarnished their relationship as a result. Back then Amber didn’t think she could be with someone like that after the pain her mom and brother put her through.

But eventually she realized that as much as he hurt her when he was manic, he showed her that he is serious about his mental health routine and not going back to that dark time in their lives. After working through her own mental health issues with PTSD and slowly letting her guard down she forgave him and even bought a house with him seeing that he was all in this time.

She can see in this moment that he is more committed to their relationship than ever before as he continues with his proposal as Amber grins with tears glistening in her eyes.

“But we did because you and I are innegibile, we are undeniable and nothing gets in the way of that, not mental illness, not our families no one and nothing makes me question that you are the one for me. We didn’t let our problems break us down we let it make us stronger and better, and I want us to keep doing that for the rest of our lives. So today I ask you a very important question in the privacy of our home where the only opinion that matters is ours.”

Andrew takes the ring box from Amber’s hand and holds it open in front of Amber who has a single tear roll down her cheek at this gesture. He doesn’t feel nervous at this impending question, if anything he feels like it’s a question that has been on the tip of his tongue for three years now.

“Amber Stevie Karev, I love you, I’m in love with you, you’re the love of my life.” Andrew smiles as he asks the most important question in their relationship, “Will you marry me?”

Amber’s vision becomes blurry from the tears before she answers with a wide smile, “Yes.”

Andrew stands up smiling at her answer that he needs to clarify to make sure he’s not dreaming, “Yes?”

“Yes, you gorgeous idiot I’ll marry you come here.” Amber pulls him in for a kiss as tears stream down her cheek in joy before pulling back with both of them smiling. DeLuca slides the engagement ring on her finger causing her to gasp at the perfect fit and how it looks, “Best Christmas ever.”

Andrew nods in agreement looking down at his beloved with so much tenderness, “Best Christmas ever.” They kiss again celebrating this holiday and their engagement.

[tinylittleshepherd]

Still not a big fan of the ending (felt it was a bit arrupt and overall not a very good one imo) but its still a solid re read! just recently reread this!

Derek and Addison had a daughter early in their relationship forcing them to split attention between their education, their careers and their family. They never realized that 14 years later they’d be in a struggling marriage with a daughter who wants nothing to do with them and a son who is too young to understand what was going on [Addison M., Derek S.] OC 

Just found this in my bookmarks. I didn’t really like the ending but overall it’s a good fic.

[unexpected-character]

Sisters and Surprises

(gif not mine) I’m obsessed. My wifeeeys🥺💗

In celebration of my two wives' birthdays, Kate Walsh (October 13) and Caterina Scorsone (October 16), here's a drabble.

Amelia Shepherd x Reader

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You and Amelia started dating a few weeks after you arrived in Grey Sloan looking for a fresh start and a job as a Cardiothoracic Surgeon. That was about 6 months ago and even until now you were both happy and contented with what you both have. Sure you knew about how complicated her recent drama that had happened before you arrived which is her having a kid and an ex that asked her to marry him however she declined and hell broke lose. So things were a bit awkward but you didn't wanna get into it because you really really like Amelia and you're not going to judge her for what happened in the past and whatever reason. You'd rather support her and be there for her instead. You both chose each other, that for the both of you is enough.

You knew the basic things about her, like her being an ex-addict and her brain tumour and the likes. She also told you briefly of her sisters and said how they all don't see eye to eye. You were both still getting to know each other and you are okay and looking forward to all the discovery. You both started to know the little things first then gradually the big ones and the ones you both like to do. For example, what both of you want to eat early in the morning or even the way you both would like to cuddle 5 minutes more after the alarm rang so you both put it 5 minutes earlier so you guys try to not be late for your shifts, keyword try.

So when she paged you, as she was looking for you. You paged her back to the OR because her page said 911 however you were still finishing up your surgery so you can't just runout there for her. You were almost done anyway just a little bit of stitch and you let the resident to close up. So when you just unscrub out of a double bypass surgery when you notice Amelia doing a beeline towards you. She said she wanted you to meet someone she really cares about. She wanted you to meet her chosen sister, with that in mind you asked if you can prepare yourself first to look more well put. You want to be presentable to someone she consider as a sister knowing that she didn't have good biological ones. You were tired and a bit thirsty too due to having back to back surgeries since early this morning so you asked her if you both can go to the attendings' lounge first. She agreed but told you to hurry up because she really is excited for it. So you entered the lounge first while Amelia is following you close.

As you both enter, your eyes locked towards the water dispenser while Amelia saw the person she wanted you to meet. Amelia being too excited she wasn't able to control her tone and said, "Y/n, I want you to —" you raised your head up due to her loudness and thats when you notice the other person inside the lounge, "Woah! If it isn't the infamous Forbes." You teasingly told the older woman. Addison seeing you simply smirked and approached you. She launch herself to you for a full body embrace. She seems so relax with you. "How are you here? It's been years, Y/n/n." She said while she buries her head on the crook of your neck. You hugged her tightly. You never thought that you'll be seeing her since forever. She was on her 1st year as an attending and you were on your 4th year of residency when you were given an offer you can't refuse to another country to study your chosen specialty as it was going to make or break your career, so you left. It was emotional but both of you agreed it was for the best. You had few good years and for you guys it was enough. Your friends to lovers to friends again was good 'til you both were busy with your careers, communications were cut. You haven't forgotten her though, both of you didn't. "Almost 22 years to be exact, Forbes. I haven't heard from you a few months after I left for Zurich." "Yeah. We were both so busy, weren't we?" She looked at you fondly. The relationship didn't work out but you both hold each other dearly in each other's heart.

"Uhmm okay. This is weird. How do you both know each other?" For a minute you both forgot that there was someone in the room with you. Most especially your girlfriend. So when her initial surprise of her lover and sister knowing each other she spoke. You and Addison, both detangled yourselves from each other. You smiled at your girlfriend and approach her, taking her hand with your own. "Amelia, Addie and I were really close back when we were both residents. She's a really good friend however due to both our success in our own fields we weren't able to catch up until now." You looked at your girlfriend lovingly, happy that you have your friend back again after so much time has passed.

"Oh, okay. I feel like there's a lot of history there but it's good both of you are now in each others life, I guess." she replied, and you looked at her and can feel her jealousy about what had happened a while ago. You wanna smirk and teased her but you'd rather not because she was right that there is history but you know that whatever you and Addie had back then can't compare to what you have with Amelia now. You really hope she knows that though.

"Yes, Amy but we're good. I'm just happy that I have my friend back in my life after so many years. I didn't even know I'd see her again because last time I heard she was a hotshot bachelorette taking Europe by storm after her miracles in Zurich." Addie trying to lighten the mood and tension that you three feel inside the room. "Yeah, I did but then I thought why not visit the states and start a storm here too. However, I'm not the hotshot bachelorette though. I mean still hot, but not a bachelorette. Very much taken by this wonderful human being, a world-class neurosurgeon at that." You said and kissed Amelia's cheek. She tried really hard but she can't help the blush creeping up. You wrapped your arms around her waist and she leaned on you.

"You guys look so cute together. I am so happy that you both finally found someone that will always be there for each other. You guys are perfect." She gushed and genuinely happy at both her friend. One a little sister, and one that she can actually even admit to be her person back then maybe still is. You smiled at your friend. Happy about everything. "Okay. Let's go to the serious part now." She said and it made you a bit confused but still listened to what she'll have to say. "Y/n, you better take good care of my sister. I will kick your ass and destroy you if you ever break her heart. Amy, I love you, you know that but Y/n here was once my person back when I was just starting my career so take good care of her too. Just take care of each other or you both will feel the wrath of Satan." She said jokingly but the sincerity and truth shine through on what she said to you both. "Addie... don't worry, I really like her. I'm madly in love with her, very much so. I promise I won't intentionally hurt her. If I do, I'm gonna give myself the boot so I really understand. I will take good care of her and her heart too." You look down at Amelia. Conveying everything in your eyes that you really mean it.

"You love me?" Amelia asked. You both haven't said it yet even if you both know how you both love each other, shown through actions and care but you admitting it openly not just to her but to her sister too, it brought tears to her eyes. "I do, Amy. I really love you." You replied. Amelia can't help herself and kissed you with everything in her. She adores you so much. You can feel it through the kiss. "I love you too, Y/n. So much." She gave you another peck. "Okay. You, guys. I'm still here. Please don't fuck in front of me go to an on-call room or something." "Oh shut up, Forbes. I hope you get stalked by a lot of pregnant mothers." She gave you a strong punch and left you both for privacy. You just laugh it off. Nothing can beat how happy and in love you feel right now.

"So... Amy, baby. Don't get jealous, okay? I only love you." You said smirking and teasing her of her behaviour a while ago. You can't help but laugh your ass off because of it. "Oh shut up! I take it back, you're just annoying." She replied back. You can't help yourself and gave her a grin she knows so well. She knows that look and before she can get away, you carried her in a fireman's carry, her on your shoulder and run towards the nearest on-call room.

You both passed by Webber, him with a look of surprise and confusion but he learned to never question anything he sees with his doctors. He already got himself too much information and scarred in all the years he have been in this hospital.

[greysramblings]

Cristina Yang is a survivor.

TW: domestic violence, abuse

Cristina Yang is a survivor and it pisses me off so much that the show never talked about it. Owen Hunt abused her. Their relationship was abusive from the start--S5E8, she walks up to him, touches his shoulder, he flinches. From PTSD, fine, we get it. But then he's angry. Then he's a strong white man who's angry and Cristina Yang is in an alley, at night, alone. And he approaches her, he gets in her space, she presses against a wall when backing up, trying to calm him down. You can see how she looks to the side, for help. Then he kisses her. But I don't care, because she was scared. Because he was a big man and she was a woman and they were in an alley at night alone.

I can obviously go on about this. We all know that this peaked with him trying to strangle her. But there were so many red flags before and after (even up until the kiss--the way he holds her to double standards, the way he treats her abusively, etc etc). She should not have stayed with him. Callie and Mer should have forced him into rehab, forced him away from her. He should have been fired from the hospital.

He gets his redemption arc. He gets to be a better person. And that doesn't get to be an excuse for his abuse. For the fact that Cristina survived domestic violence. The show doesn't portray it, but a woman is never the fucking same after that. Nobody is.

And what always pisses me off is how he always has that stupid look of regret, pity, feeling bad, feeling helpless, lost, whatever. After he abuses her.

The show should have made it very fucking clear that his behavior was not okay, was not redeemable, and was not justifiable. It's explainable, sure, but I don't care where in the world he is or how many times he was almost killed. He almost killed her. The show should have provided warnings, social media posts, and a hotline to call for domestic violence.

Grey's should have explicitly said this, so I'm saying it for you:

Guess what. If anyone tries to hurt you, no matter the circumstance, that is not okay. You are the survivor. Your story is important and valid. Your story is the one that is important. You do not owe your abuser the time of day, or a hug, or a therapy session.

You are the important one.

[dakotasgreenkitchen]

Call Me By Your Name: Chapter 1

“Mommy.” Isabella’s small voice rang through the one bedroom apartment. Isabella was Amelia’s daughter. Ryan had passed but he had left Amelia with a daughter.

Isabella had Ryan’s dark hair but Amelia’s natural beach waves, with a perfect mix of bright and light blue eyes from both her parents.

Amelia had lost her job due to her drug habits with Ryan years before. She lived in a small one bedroom apartment with Isabella, no matter how hard it got Amelia made sure Isabella had food and clothes.

The clothes were mainly hand me downs and the food was not as great as it could be. Isabella being young still did not mind. Deep down Amelia wished she had been careful and cared more so that Isabella could everything that Henry or Zola and Bailey had.

“What do you want for breakfast beauty?” Amelia asked as she picked Isabella up.

“Pancakes.” Isabella gave Amelia a big smile, no matter how stressed, tired or worried Amelia got about their financial situation, looking at Isabella’s face gave her a reason to keep going.

She reminded her, Isabella was her baby and deserved the whole world. Isabella hadn’t asked for any of this and she wanted to be able to give her the world.

Amelia made pancakes as Isabella watched her, Isabella being young had no idea what kind of stress Amelia carried on herself.

Addison offered to let them stay at her house, Amelia did not want to admit defeat- but mostly didn’t want Isabella to grow up hating her for not being able to give her everything that Henry had.

“Mommy, we have to do this assignment for school so where did my name come from?” Isabella asked as she poured the syrup onto her pancakes.

“Well you first name is Isabella and I thought it was very pretty, then Ryan was your daddy’s name. I wanted you to have that as a part of yours.” Amelia smiled as she watched Isabella eat.

As Isabella ate, Amelia flipped through the pile of mail. Her heart raced and her palms sweat as she saw the amount of bills she had to pay.

She had a job as a waitress but that was barely putting food on the table and Amelia did not want to have to admit defeat.

In Amelia’s mind- she was a grown up with a child. She should be able to give Isabella the world.

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Amelia quickly tied her apron onto her waist and grabbed her notepad. The worst part of this job was that sometimes people she knew would come and she would have to be their waitress.

A man with sandy blonde hair, ocean blue eyes and in a dress shirt and pants sat in the booth.

“Hi I’m Amelia, what can I get you to drink?” Amelia asked putting on her best smile, the nicer you were the better the tips.

“Hi Amelia, I’ll take just a coffee. Decaf please.” The man smiled, setting his menu down.

“Coming right up.” Amelia said as she mentally took note of his drink order before walking to the kitchen to grab it for him.

Amelia came back and slid the cup to him. He looked up and gave her a small smile, his blue eyes glistening when he did.

“What can I get for you?” Amelia asked as she took out her pen, clicking it so she could write.

“The pancakes and eggs. Eggs over-light please.” The man smiled closing his menu, handing it to Amelia.

“Coming right up-“ Amelia said pausing, realizing she didn’t catch his name.

“Atticus Lincoln, but you can call me Link.” Link said as he clasped his hands together.

“Nice to meet you Link. That will be right out.” Amelia said before sticking her notebook into her pocket and walking away.

As Link was getting ready to leave, he waved to Amelia and flashed her a smile.

Nice eyes, good hair, not that any of that mattered obviously. Amelia was trying to be present for Isabella.

“Bye Amelia.” Link called as he walked out the restaurant.

“Bye Link.” Amelia said quietly as the door shut.

It was late when Amelia got home, she hated late nights. They made her feel like she was missing Isabella’s life.

“Thank you. I’ll pay you back.” Amelia said as she sat her purse onto the small table.

“Don’t mention it. I love you guys.” Addison said pulling Amelia into a hug.

“Thank you still.” Amelia said.

“I’m out. She’s asleep.” Addison smiled, picking her purse up.

“Bye.” Amelia waved, walking to the bedroom. To see Isabella’s tiny chest fall and rise.

“I love you baby girl.” Amelia whispered, pushing a piece of hair out of Isabella’s face.

Amelia kissed Isabella’s cheek, before getting in the shower. Afterwards Amelia sat on the couch, trying to figure out how she was going to make it work this month.

Amelia felt tears roll down her face. She wanted to give Isabella the entire world. But she could barely keep food on the table and a roof over their heads.

“Mommy?” Isabella’s voice said as she clutched her teddy bear.

“Hi baby girl.” Amelia quickly wiped her tears.

“I missed you.” Isabella said crawling into Amelia’s lap, wrapping her small arms around Amelia’s neck.

“I missed you too baby. Mommy’s home now.” Amelia said running her fingers through Isabella’s beach waves.

“I love you Mommy. So much.” Isabella said sleepily.

“I love you more my Isabella.” Amelia kissed her cheek.

[amelialincoln]

This is my first Amelink Fic! I’m just getting back into writing so this took Iike ten times as long to write as normal but i hope you enjoy. Plz leave me prompts because coming up with ideas is so hard haha. I was also too lazy to edit so I’m praying that there’s not too many mistakes <3

“Hey, baby.” Amelia awoke to a soft voice coming from her midsection. “It’s your daddy here. You doing okay in there?”

“Link, what are you doing,” She groaned, opening her eyes to peer down at the grinning face resting on her belly.

“Morning, sorry for waking you up,” he answered, sheepishly.

“It’s fine.” Amelia smiled. “What time is it?”

“Quarter past six. My shift starts at seven thirty.”

“I’m on call but I might get a ride with you to pick up some stuff from my office.” She undid her hair and let her chocolate curls fall to her shoulders. “Breakfast?”

“Sounds good,” he replied, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear. “Maggie already left but I think Meredith is still getting the kids ready.” She nodded in response, her eyes falling to where Link was rubbing protective circles around her midsection.

“Don’t get too attached,” she joked. “Anything can happen in the first trimester.” Link sensed a look of worry as she removed his hand from her stomach and stood up from the bed.

“Babe—”

“It’s fine, Link. Can we not talk about it right now?” She pulled on a oversized t shirt and a pair of leggings. Link stood, wrapping her in a hug.

“Of course. I just know the last couple of weeks have been a lot for you and after our talk last night...I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine,” she assured him as look of dizziness passed across her face.

“Feeling okay?” His eyes full of concern.

“Link, I’m fine!” She snapped, as they made their way down the stairs. Link shrugged, trying not to notice the slight wobble in her step and wanting desperately to place a hand on her back for support. As they made their way to the kitchen Amelia caught smell of presumably the bacon that Meredith was cooking for the kids.

“Auntie Melia!” Ellis shrieked as Amelia entered the room.

“Hi, Ellie.” Amelia smiled, lifting the toddler into her arms. Ellie wrapped her pudgy hands around Amelia’s neck and wailed when Amelia tried to set her down. “Come on sweetheart, you gotta eat your eggs,” she laughed as she finally set her down in her highchair.

“Thor!” Ellis had refused to call Link anything else since Halloween and although Link had tried to teach her otherwise, Amelia knew he secretly adored it.

“That’s not Thor,” Zola exclaimed between bites of bacon and eggs, “that’s Link.” Amelia chuckled at her exasperated tone.

“You feeling okay, Amelia?” Meredith asked, noting on her pale appearance. “The kids had a bug last week and I think you babysat the night that Bailey had it.” Amelia nodded. Despite Link wanting to share the news of the baby with everyone, Amelia had decided she wanted to get through her first trimester before telling anyone. This meant a lot of time spent at Link’s apartment and a lot of suspicion from her sisters.

“All good,” she responded, avoiding Link’s side eye. She went to open the fridge, gagging as the unbearable smell of bacon hit her full force. The next thing she knew she was in the bathroom. She felt Link pull back her hair as she emptied her stomach into the toilet.

“Oh honey...” Link sighed, as he rubbed her back in small circles. This had become a regular start to their day for the last week and he’d become tired of watching her petite body heaving over the ceramic bowl. He could hear Zola asking softly to her mother if auntie Amelia was alright.

“This is why we should’ve stayed at your place last night,” she told him weakly as she leaned her head back against the wall of the bathroom.

“You said you wanted to come here last night because it was closer and you were tired.”

“Well, you’re supposed to take me to your place anyways, that’s our rule.”

“I’m sorry,” he answered apologetically. “It didn’t seem like a bad idea in the moment.”

“I’m not hungry. Can we just go to the hospital?” She asked, too tired to answer Meredith’s questions. Link nodded, watching as Amelia bypassed the kitchen and started pulling on her boots.

“What’s up with her?” Meredith asked as Link went to grab his keys from the kitchen counter. “If she’s sick she shouldn’t be seeing patients.”

“She’s okay,” Link responded, not knowing what to say. He couldn’t read Meredith’s expression. “See you at the hospital.”

“Bye, Thor.” Was the last thing they heard as they left the house.

“You can’t keep doing this,” Amelia mumbled, without looking up from her computer. “Bringing me food and reminding me to drink water and constantly checking in on me. People are going to notice.”

Link placed the banana and yogurt he’d been carrying on her office desk. “Amelia, you’re already eight weeks. People are going to notice eventually.”

“Quit looking so happy about that,” she answered, not having to glance up to know that he had a smile stretched upon his face.

“I can’t help it, Mia. It would be nice if you could share a little of my excitement.”

Her glare softened. “I’m trying, Link.”

Link bit his lip. “I know you are. It would just be nice to get a scan or something. If Carina knew you were eight weeks along and hadn’t had a scan—”

“I’ve been busy.” Amelia finally met his eyes and was surprised by the desperation in his expression. “I’ll go to her today.”

“Thank you. Page me?”

“Of course.”

Carina was definitely surprised as the neurosurgeon finally made her way down the the OB/GYN floor. “Amelia what can I do to—”

“I’m pregnant. Eight weeks. I need a scan or whatever.” She clasped her hands together to keep them from shaking.

“Okay,” Carina answered nonchalantly. “I actually just had a cancellation so I can do it now if you want.”

“Oh...sure, I’ll page Link.”

“Great, you can just take a seat here and roll up your scrub top,” Carina ordered as she moved the machine next to the reclined patient bed. “You said eight weeks?”

“I think so,” Amelia replied numbly, lifting her navy scrub top over her flat stomach. “It just doesn’t really feel real yet.”

“Probably because you haven’t had a scan,” Carina answered, spreading the gel on Amelia’s stomach as the machine whirled to life. “But definitely real. You can see the outline of the little bambino.” she smiled warmly. “First pregnancy?”

“No,” Amelia replied. Her eyes flicking to the door for what seemed like the thousandth time. Where was Link? “I had an anencephalic baby a couple of years back... I—I know its rare but is it possible that it could happen again?”

“The chances of that are very little,” Carina responded, eyeing the worried neurosurgeon sympathetically. “It is too early to tell but we can confirm in a scan soon. Do not stress, Amelia.” Amelia seemed to be doing the exact opposite as she gritted her teeth, trying to avoid looking at the scan.

“Hey,” Link breathlessly barged into the room. “Sorry, I was with a patient and...” he trailed off as his eyes found the screen. “Is that our baby?”

“That’s our baby,” Amelia answered, immediately relaxed at the sight of him. He kissed her forehead, keeping his eyes fixed on the picture.

“Can we get a picture?” He asked, his voice filled with awe.

“Of course,” Carina responded. “Though there isn’t much to see now. How about we set an appointment for two weeks from now. We can get a better picture then. I know it’s soon but I’m sure that being able to find out more as soon as we can will put you both at ease.” She apologized as her pager lit up and she quietly exited the room.

“That’s our baby,” Link breathed. Amelia turned to see his eyes filled with tears. “You’re going to be such a good Mom, Amelia. I know you’re worried but everything is going to be okay.” His lips brushed hers cautiously.

“It’s weird,” she noted, “having someone here with me.”

“Good weird?”

“Yes, good weird,” her eyes finding the scan and for the first time not feeling her heart skip with fear.

[loyalmule]

Chapter four of Stuck is now posted on Ao3.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16694248

(Sorry about the cut/paste Link, seems the links I post won't show in the tagfeed..)

[amelia-blackshepherd]

Don’t Wake The Baby

Hey... long time no write. I have been spending a little but more time on tumblr and I noticed that there seems to be a serious lack in new Omelia fanfiction. So, I am going to try and fix that. 

All my life I have heard people gush about how cute babies are especially when they are other people’s babies, but as it turns out if it is your boyfriend’s baby they aren’t cute so cute anymore. Well I don’t mean that, I mean how could anyone look at Leo in his adorable hats and outfits and not have their hearts melt instantly. However, Owen and I decided to give us or rather this family thing a real go. We both want the strings, which scares the life out of me, but it is worth it.

Or so I thought, two weeks ago Owen and I were standing outside of the hospital, and we both agreed to the strings. So, we went home to celebrate… but, oh, wait now there is a baby in the house, which means ‘celebrating’ is somewhat of a challenge. And it is like Leo has some kind of alarm system that goes off anytime Owen and I get anywhere close to having sex. He cries, which after a while seems more like a scream, and of course then we have to go tend to him. Then on the odd times Leo isn’t crying we are either too exhausted from getting him to stop crying, or we have to work, or Betty is around. I don’t know how my parents managed to have five kids, Owen and I can’t even find time with two.

Finally, after what seemed like a century we found time alone to do all kinds of ‘unstopping’ as Owen puts it, of what we are so so good at. Which was great until Owen’s alarm goes off, I don’t even know why he set it, it is not like we have gotten to sleep in any day since Leo arrived. I quickly tell Owen, “Shut it off. Don’t wake the baby!” My breath catches in my throat as Owen leans over me to hit the alarm off. The whole ‘don’t wake the baby’ thing still feels so weird and foreign to me, but I am trying to be less weary and doing good so far.

“Well we have to go, Betty’s got school.” Owen says, which also feels weird to hear. And while I know he means it, he makes no effort to get out of bed, so of course, neither do I. Within seconds we are back at it, and just as Owen pulls the sheet over us, I hear the loud thump of what can only be Betty upstairs. That is the other thing about these strings in this relationship, it isn’t just the baby, there is Betty too. Who while not as bad Leo, she still manages to put quite a dent in Owen and I’s sex life.

Owen pulls back and pulls the blanket back down, sending a rush of cool air across my bare shoulders. He looks up at the ceiling where Betty’s room is, “Guess we really have to get up now.”

“Or we could not.” I say draping my legs across his and cuddling up to keep the chill of the air off me. However, before either of us says anything else we hear Betty jump down the final step landing rather loudly for someone who barely weighs 100 pounds. This noise is immediately followed by the familiar sound of Leo’s screams coming through the baby monitor.

“Game time.” Owen smiles at me as he reaches for his pants that are on his side of the bed, while I get up in search of clothes to pull on. I’m just pulling a shirt over my head as Owen reaches the door, as he turns the handle he asks, “Boy or girl?”

It has become our system, he always asks who I want to take care of in the morning, Betty or Leo. Depending on the day and if it sounds like someone is cranky, I sometimes take Leo or if he has kept Owen up all night, I will take care of morning Leo duties to give Owen a break. But not this morning as it is his fault I got no sleep last night, so I walk past him through the now open door and simply reply, “Girl.”

[omeliashepherdhunt]

Together pt. 3

“Wake up babe. We’re here.”

Owen decided to take Amelia on a weekend getaway to a secluded cabin in the mountains. They wouldn’t have cell service but that was fine with them since each kid was with their respective godparents and all were doctors so they were in good hands. Liam was 6 months now so Amelia felt okay with leaving him. She just had to bring her pump and freezer bags with her.

...

Once they were settled in at the cabin, Owen started to grill their steaks on the wood burning stove. Amelia came up beside him and handed him an envelope.

“Open it up. Don’t freak out.”

It was a manilla envelope with “Shepherd. A” on a white label and the hospital’s logo printed in the middle of it. His heart suddenly dropped down to his stomach, suspecting it was her brain scans since she said don’t freak out. His hands were unsteady as he unclasped the envelope. Owen reached inside and actually did pull out the images of his wife’s brain.

“I don’t see any abnormalities. Am I supposed to?”

“Nope. That’s only part of it. It’s my 3 year post op scans. I really am in the clear. There should be a smaller image in there too.”

He stuck his hand back in and pulled out a small thin square paper. His heart jumped back up from his stomach and now in his throat. Owen’s eyes pooled with tears of joy.

“Yeah?”

“Yes. We are officially pregnant with baby number 4. I’m 7 weeks along.”

Owen picked Amelia up and spun her around. He was the happiest man on earth.

“Amelia, I love you so very much.”

“I know. I love you too. I do think we should discuss using birth control after this baby because our kids are all still so young and close together. When the baby is born, Liam will be 14 months old, Leah 30 months, and Leo 43 months. That will make us having 4 kids under the age of 4.”

“Of course. That makes good sense.”

Owen got back to cooking with the biggest smile on his face. He couldn’t believe they would have another baby to love. To think at one point she shouted she didn’t want a baby and now they had multiple.

...

“We need a tub like this in our new home. This is amazing.”

“You got it. I also want us to have a bigger closet than the one we have now.”

“Fenced In back yard too. It has to be in a good school district although I’m sure we will be putting them in a charter school or private school.”

“I want them in the best schools possible which is why we are already coughing up 5k for Leo to go to a private preschool in the fall. Then next year it’ll be ten thousand since Leah will be in the three year old class and Leo the 4 year old class.”

“I’m grateful our hands and brains are worth a million and a half yearly. That will certainly help us between the house and private education for our herd of kiddos.”

Owen held Amelia closer in the hot soapy bath they were sharing. She kissed the crook of his neck and smiled as she heard his deep exhale.

“What are you doing to me, woman?”

Amelia gave him a teasing smirk and grabbed onto his manhood.

“Trying to see if this ole’ thing still works or if it’s only good long enough to knock me up.”

Her stroking movements made him harden and swell larger in her petite hand.

“You tormenting, spicy little thing. You know damn well it works just fine. You can feel it right now.”

Amelia felt her body starting to heat up with desire. It was just the two of them for 48 hours and she wanted all the attention from him she could get. Not only that, but she also loved how sure Owen was in himself. He was definitely well endowed and knew just how to use it. Sex with Owen was addicting. It was earth shattering in all of the best ways.

“Make me feel it even more. I want you. Please.”

Owen unplugged the drain and carried his newly pregnant again wife wedding style to the bed to give her just what she wanted.

[peraltiago-lover]

Life in a balance - Chapter 2

So, this is the second part or this fic and sorry for taking so long in this hahaha, I’ll try for this not to happen again. I hope you enjoy the chapter, this is a dramatic one! (More than usual hahaha) Thanks as always to @omelialover, you’re awesome. As always thanks for the reblogs, comments and likes, it makes me want to keep writing! Here we go!

The floor was cold and her head was pounding. She woke up confused and not knowing exactly what was happening. Opening her eyes, she realised that she was in a strange room; not too big and mostly white. She tried to stand up but she felt a big pain in her lower back and tears started to go down her cheeks. Then, she felt a soft kick. At least their baby was okay, that was good.

“Just stay safe baby, I’m going to get through this” she said while grabbing her tummy.

With a big effort she stood up and, with horror watched a woman laying on a table, looking so emaciated. That moment, she was checking her pulse when the big door started to open. She stepped back until her back touched the cold wall again, never stopping looking to the man that was now in the room.

“Look who’s up,” he started to get closes to her and she couldn’t go anywhere “come here.”

Amelia stayed there, frozen by the panic and not knowing what to do.

“I said come here!!” The man shouted and grabbed her arm fiercely, making Amelia close her eyes and instinctively put her arm around her belly. In that moment a young boy, around his 20s appeared.

“You shouldn’t shout like that… Someone could hear you..” he said, looking scared.

Then, the man let go of Amelia’s arm and hit the boy’s face so hard.

“What did I tell you about contradicting me?” The man looked at him with an angry face “Don’t dare doing that again you stupid kid, understood?” The boy didn’t respond and the man hit him again “understood?!” The boy, almost crying let a voice out “Y-yes sir”

Amelia, watching the whole scene had a face of horror. Then the man turned and stood right in front of her again.

“You,” he said grabbing Amelia’s arm again, causing it to turn red “you’re going to do something for me, whether you want to or not.”

“Wh-what is it?” She said with fear, barely audible.

“You’re going to operate on this woman’s brain” he said.

“What?” Amelia was so confused.

“You’re going to operate on her, right here”

“Are you crazy? No! I can’t operate on her here!” She said not believing what that man was asking her to do.

To this answer, the man stepped right in front of her and for the third time in barely 10 minutes, grabbed her arm again and shouted:

“You’re going to do it, I don’t care if you don’t want to, because if you don’t do it, or if you kill her, you can start saying goodbye to that ginger man you call husband,” the man approached his face a few centimeters from hers “and also to the baby you’re carrying”

And with these words, he threw her to the floor, making her hit her back and part of her belly, screaming because of the pain. He turned, and exited the room; then the young boy, looked Amelia with a sad and guilty face and then followed the man outside, closing the door behind him. Amelia, stayed there, tears falling down her cheeks and in pain, closing her eyes and praying for this to be just a dream.

It was almost 2am when Owen finally had the chance of going home. His shift was supposed to finish at 10, but his surgery got postponed. He made his way out of the hospital and drove his car home. He entered home, trying not to make noises so he wouldn’t wake up Amelia, and he arrived to their room expecting find her peacefully sleeping, but instead he found an empty bed.

“Amelia?” He said, but getting no response. He went to their bathroom “are you here?” But nothing. That moment he started to get worried, why wasn’t she at home? She left around 9:30pm and she said she was going to wait for him at home, she should have been here for hours. He registered the house just in case she was there, but seeing that he was alone, he took his phone and called her. 3 calls later and nothing; he was really worried.

“Okay, okay, maybe she got paged because of an emergency, or maybe she’s at Meredith’s” and the first thing that came to his mind was call Meredith.

“Hey Owen, it’s a little bit late, what do you want?” She said, sounding sleepy.

“Hi Mer, are you at the hospital?” He said thinking that maybe she saw her.

“No, I’m already at home, why? You need something?”

“And is Amelia there with you?” He said sounding anxious.

“No, she’s not here” she said, but he didn’t respond “Owen what’s wrong? Is she okay?” She said starting to get worried.

“I don’t know, I can’t find her. She said she was going to come home and that was hours ago” he was getting more and more anxious.

“Okay, this is what we’re going to do, you go to the hospital and see if she’s there, I’ll ask Maggie if she saw her and call Alex, until then, don’t worry, she must be in some on call room, or maybe she has been paged.” She said “Go, and stay calm”

Owen hung out and immediately grabbed car’s keys and go outside home, almost running, on his way to the hospital.

It had been almost an hour since that man left Amelia in that room with the unconscious woman. She was there, in the same position, feeling tired and in pain, not knowing how this happened. Why? Why now? It was always the same old story, everytime she gets some happiness, something bad happens, but this time it wasn’t only her in danger, but her unborn child. She decided not to stay there, not to stop, she decided to try to escape from that nightmare. Standing up using the wall as before, she examined the room. There was a small room, without anything else than a door, and those small windows at the top of it. They were too small and too high to try to escape through them. The only way was the door. She reached the door and tried to open it, when she realised that the young boy didn’t close it properly. “That’s luck”, she thought. And without making any noises she left the room. She walked down the hallways looking for the main entrance, and when she reached the hall, she saw the man sitting there, doing something with strange objects while the young boy was cleaning. Then, she decided that wasn’t an available option. She started to walk again to the other part of the house, trying not to make noises when she saw a landline. Without loosing a second she called Owen’s phone, this was her opportunity, she couldn’t miss it.

Owen entered the hospital running, and went straight to the nurses station.

“Have you seen Dr, Shepherd?” He asked to a nurse.

“No, doctor.” She said while looking at the computer “following this record, Dr Shepherd left almost 4 hours ago”

“What?” He was confused. If she wasn’t at the hospital, where she was? Then he started to be truly worried. That moment Arizona arrived to check some information at the computer when she saw Owen.

“Hey Owen, I thought you already left, why are you here again?” She said, with her happy face as always.

“I.. I left, it’s just..” he didn’t know what to say “ it’s Amelia, I can’t find her”

“What?” Her face suddenly changed

“I- she told me she would wait for me at home since my surgery got postponed.. she’s not at home, neither at Meredith’s, clearly not here..” Owen was starting to get more and more anxious.

That moment Mer and Alex arrived, saying with just their looks that they couldn’t find Amelia. They grabbed Owen and took him to the attendings lounge and closed the door behind them, this time, April, Callie and Nathan were there too.

“Owen, you have to relax, we’ll make some groups and go find her, she has to be somewhere.” Mer said, trying to be reasonable.

“I saw her leave around 10pm while I was doing my rounds, she cannot be here” Nathan said, positioning himself next to Owen.

“I think we should call the police”

“No,no, they will do nothing, until the 24 hours a person is not officially MIA”

“We should try to find her now and don’t lose time”

Everyone was talking at the same time, obviously very concerned and worried about their friend, the voices were loud and you couldn’t understand a thing.

Then Owen shouted “Shut up everyone!!” He said while looking to his phone “it’s her!” And he picked the phone up.

“Amelia!, Oh my god Amelia where are you, we thought you were lost!” He said, happy because she was okay.

“Owen, Owen I need you to listen to me carefully” her voice was low and she was barely crying.

“What? What’s happening?!”

“The guy who entered to the hospital this afternoon, he, he kidnapped me. I don’t know where I am, I just know this guy wants me to operate into a woman that might be dying or already dead or.. I don’t know Owen..” she was already crying “I’m scared, he told me that if I won’t do it, he would kill you, and would kill the baby and..”

Owen was shocked, listening to her and crying while doing it. “Amy, love, don’t worry okay? Don’t worry baby, I’ll find you, describe me the place, I’ll call the police, we’re going to find you, you will be okay,” his voice was cracking “Amelia I love you, I love you remember it, hold on, you can, do what he wants you to do, It doesn’t matter, just stay safe, I’ll find you”

“Owen, I hear something.. oh god I think they’re coming” she kept crying and she had barely no voice “Owen, Owen please, I..” the silence filled the line. Then a loud sound was listened and a scream of pain left Amelia’s throat.

“Amelia! Oh my god, Amy! Love, are you okay? Talk to me Amelia” he was shouting at this point.

“You must be Dr Hunt” a male voice talked to the phone.

“You son of a bitch! Don’t you dare to touch her, because if you do I swear to god that..” he said, out of his nerves and scared as hell.

“Keep it to yourself. It’s up to your wife to get out of here alive. If she does what I asked her to, her and your baby will be out of here.. even when I doubt that baby will still breathing after tonight. Don’t try a thing, I got her, and you could lose her any moment If you call the police. Goodbye Dr Hunt, remember, if you move, she’s dead.” And then the man hang up.

“No! Amelia!! Amelia!” He shouted to the phone and cried.

Everyone in the room was frozen. They held Owen to avoid him to fall and sat him on the sofa.

“Owen, Owen, what did just happened?” Meredith asked him, scared as hell “Where is she? What happened to her?”

“I..,she…,” He barely wasn’t able to talk “she was..” and Owen fainted before he could end his phrase.

“You, stupid woman!” The man shouted to Amelia just before hitting her right in the back making her to scream. He talked to Owen while Amelia was barely able to move and in excruciating pain.

“No, Owen…” Crying, thinking about what was going to happen next, watching how this men threatened Owen, she was barely unconscious.

“And now, looking that you don’t really care about yourself, if you try something else, the main target will be that baby you’re carrying, and believe me when I said that baby won’t make it if you move again.”

He left Amelia in that room again, this time she was stranded. In pain, hurt and alone in that room, without any other option than operate in that woman even when without the appropriate medical stuff and without a good place to do it, she would for sure die, and most of all, with her baby threatened by that man. She stayed there, crying for hours, praying for this ray of hope that was never given to her, to show up for the first time in her life, and not to lose something else, not to be the one always losing, not to have her fortune, just for once.

[grey-is-bae-blog]

Latest chapter in my merder fanfic! Hope y'all enjoy!

[she-karev]

Thanksgiving (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister/ Marina Season 18 Imagine)

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: One of One

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev, Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca

Canon Episode: Season 18 Episode 6

AN: Happy Thanksgiving! I wanted to do a Thanksgiving dinner with everyone in my fandom gathered so I decided to do a rewrite of the Thanksgiving episode from season 18 with Andrew DeLuca still alive and married to Alex Karev’s sister and celebrating with Carina DeLuca and Maya Bishop. Like and reblog below and let me know what you think.

Summary: Amber and Andrew host their own Thanksgiving dinner with Maya and Carina joining them. A funny hurdle forces them to spend Thanksgiving with Alex and Jo who are hosting their own dinner as well.

Words: 1962

November 25th, 2021

Amber squashes the potatoes in the bowl with the masher while pouring the melted butter mix in it. She is clad in a pink shirt with jeans that are slightly dirty from oil and other ingredients she used to make the green beans and mashed potatoes.

Normally she would leave the cooking to her husband, Andrew DeLuca, but she has been anxious with excitement for thanksgiving dinner and couldn’t wait for him to start. The reason for this uncharacteristic cooking spree is due to Thanksgiving dinner last year being stalled from Covid leaving her and Andrew to settle for a small Chinese takeout dinner by themselves.

Now with covid dying down and crowds in small spaces safe again, Amber has been salivating for the taste of turkey she has been denied for almost two years. So she decided to take initiative and order a farm fresh turkey for Andrew to cook and her to help out.

She is satisfied with the results of her mashed potatoes and sets them aside on the counter to get to the gravy next. Amber pulls the gravy mix packets out of the pantry when her husband, Andrew, walks inside in his black tank top and gray pants. He wearily approaches the kitchen where his wife is cooking afraid, he has entered into another dimension where Amber Karev can make food on her own.

“Wow.” Andrew enters the kitchen and greets Amber, “Hey.”

Amber turns to find Andrew in the kitchen and greets him with a warm smile, “Hi.”

“Look at you wearing an apron.” Andrew comments with a sly grin and he kisses his wife, “I never thought I would see the day. What is all this?”

“It is Thanksgiving dinner.” Amber moves around him to show him the green beans and mashed potatoes she already prepared, “I couldn’t wait for you to get up so I decided to get started before Maya and Carina come over to help out. I already got stuff for pecan and apple pie, or we can make pumpkin instead I just need you to make a quick trip to a store that’s open if that’s not too much trouble.”

Andrew looks baffled by this side of Amber he has never encountered before. Except Halloween, Amber is medium on holidays citing them as any other day. So, to see her clad in an apron cooking up a storm and ready to make desserts has him questioning if he’s dreaming or his wife is possessed.

Amber looks curious on the perplexed look on Andrew, “What?”

“If a group of men from the neighborhood kidnapped you and implanted you with the Stepford Wife chip, blink three times.” Amber smacks his shoulder lightly looking offended while Andrew is relieved at this gesture of violence that is his wife’s forte, “Okay good there’s the woman I love. I didn’t mean to be offensive it’s just that most Thanksgivings your more eager to cut a human than a turkey.”

“Well, that was back when I was an intern who couldn’t control her schedule and thought holidays were PR facades. Now I am a resident and wife who wants to celebrate a time of thanks and family. After the year we’ve had I think I am allowed to celebrate things I took for granted.”

“Wow I didn’t think I could love you more, but you proved me wrong when I saw you in that apron.” Andrew puts his hands on her hips looking at her with smoldering eyes that make her grin mischievously, “What do you say we celebrate a little before Maya and Carina get here.”

“Mmm, honey I would love to.” Amber kisses Andrew tenderly for a few seconds before pulling back with a grin, “But I can’t.”

Andrew frowns disappointed as his wife mashes the potatoes, “I want to make sure everything is perfect and not just for the both of us. We were all just getting excited for things going back to normal…and then Dean Miller died.”

Andrew nods solemnly, holding his wife’s shoulder sharing the pain as well. DeLuca didn’t know Dean that well except for when they worked together to find Max in the drain. And even then, he could see he was a good guy who did not deserve to go out the way he did.

Amber is in mourning as well as she knew him from working at the Station with Avery and Warren assisting them in the PRT. They acknowledge their grief is shy of Maya’s though as they along with Carina support her through this time.

“And everything took a step back from normal.” Amber continues sprinkling salt on the potatoes, “Cooking and hosting Thanksgiving for my grieving sister-in-law is the only way I know how to help so I am gonna do my best. Otherwise, we would go to my brothers and celebrate there instead.”

“I’m pretty sure their less likely to make a good spread than you.” Andrew kisses her cheek before moving to the freezer to get the turkey out. He looks around but finds no poultry inside, “Where’s the turkey?”

“I ordered it online. It’s farm fresh and organic, and the guy is giving me a discount once I told him I was a doctor who was celebrating thanksgiving after a year of death and illness.” Amber scoops a spoonful of mashed potatoes from the bowl, “2020 finally worked in our favor. Here try this tell me what you think.”

Andrew inhales apprehensive but takes the spoon in his mouth and tastes the potatoes for a few moments, “Hmm a little salty and lumpy but not bad.”

“I happen to like the lumps.” Amber counters going to her gravy packets, “Italians are so picky.”

“Is the turkey coming soon? Because I have a process, and I am meticulous on timing.”

“Like I said picky.” Amber teases before taking her apron off, “They said it would arrive before 9 don’t worry. In the meantime, you can make whatever has stuffing in it because I have exceeded my cooking skills for the day and I don’t want to risk burning the house down.”

Amber playfully ties the apron around her husband’s waist and smiles, “Have fun, I’ll be watching the parade.” Amber walks away leaving Andrew in the kitchen nodding as he feels this is the true roles the couple are meant to play.

Amber is about to turn on the TV when a knock is heard from the front door, “Aha see I told you! It’s turkey time baby!”

She runs to the door and opens it to find Carina DeLuca and her wife Maya Bishop on the other side with smiles while the blonde firefighter holds a clear Tupperware with white fruity substance inside.

Amber frowns at them and calls out to Andrew, “Never mind it’s just Maya and Carina! Come on in guys.”

The couple enter the house with Maya speaking first, “Nice to see you too Amber. I brought Ambrosia salad, but I guess I should have brought something better.”

“It’s not you, we were just waiting for the turkey.” Andrew says from his spot in the kitchen starting the gravy process, “Happy Thanksgiving.”

Carina chuckles, “Happy Thanksgiving, I see you already started. Those potatoes look good.”

“Thanks Amber made them.”

Carina looks bewildered by this and seeks to clarify, “Amber made those?”

“Yes.”

“Your wife?”

“Yes.”

“…Amber Karev?”

“Who is right here.” Amber coldly informs her from the living room where she is joined by Maya, “Why is it so hard for you all to imagine that I can make palatable meal with my own two hands? Do you all think I survived by feeding tube my entire life?”

“Babe to be fair before today the only meals you made are from boxes with clear instructions on the back.” Andrew says soothingly, “But I am proud that you have evolved and made these heavenly mashed potatoes for all of us and I am not just saying that because your my wife.”

Carina tries the potatoes with a spoon and explores it in her mouth, “It’s a little bit lumpy.”

“I like the lumps!” Amber exclaims making Maya jump, “Sorry holiday stress I’ve been without it for a whole year so it’s like a rush.”

Maya puts her hands on Amber’s shoulders seating both of them on the couch, “Okay how about we watch the parade and let the stress die down while we watch the cartoon balloons.”

“Good idea.” Amber turns the tv on and watches the parade with Maya for a few moments before the doorbell rings, “Oh! Now it’s turkey time!”

Amber excitedly walks to the door ready to find a frozen turkey outside. She opens the door, and an unseemly sight stops her as she frowns at what she finds instead. A barbed cage with a small live turkey inside looking around nervously.

“Is that the turkey?” Andrew asks from the kitchen.

Amber rubs her temples feeling a migraine coming, “Sort of.” The turkey gobbles from his cage causing Andrew, Carina and Maya to head to the front door where they see what caused the noise causing them to be shocked and amused.

Andrew clears his throat to keep from laughing at this, “Well it’s definitely fresh.”

“You’re not funny.” Amber numbly responds before leaving the three of them to stare at the turkey.

Maya chuckles and smiles at this, “Wow and I thought Montgomery handled turkeys badly.”

Carina chuckles too, “At least this one isn’t burning inside a locked oven bambina.”

“Maybe we can keep it as a pet.” Andrew half suggests, “I don’t know how Jazz is gonna feel about a roommate though.”

Amber appears in the doorway once again this time wielding a cleaver with a serious look on her face, “Okay one of you hold him down while I chop his head off.”

The three of them gape at Amber in horrified shock that she would suggest openly killing an animal. Although they all love turkey, it’s one thing to eat it from a market and another to eat it after assisting in its brutal demise. Amber sees no problem with this and is confused by the looks on their faces.

“What?”

“Are you out of your mind?” Andrew asks in shock, “We are not killing this giant bird in front of the entire neighborhood they’ll think we’re psychopaths.”

“Oh god.” Amber rolls her eyes at his concerns, “We’ll just bring him inside and do it in the restroom.”

“And that’s better how?” Carina asks her sister-in-law.

“Oh, come on guys, how do you think the turkey ends up in the frozen aisle of the supermarket?” Amber argues, “If we hurry, we can skin him and cook him by tonight. Now are you one of you gonna hold his feet? Because those talons look sharp.”

“I am not okay with this.”

“Me neither.” Andrew says, joining his sister in her protest.

Maya on the other hand looks conflicted in joining them as her hunger for turkey calls out to her as she looks at the turkey with longing pain. Carina sees the conflict in her face shocking her that her wife is actually considering helping Amber.

“Maya?” Carina asks her who looks at her with slight shame.

“…I mean if we do it over a tub-”

“Maya Kathleen Bishop!” Carina scolds Maya who groans and explains.

“We need a turkey, and all the stores are closed today so if either of you sudden vegetarians have another idea, I am all ears.”

Amber and Maya look at their spouses waiting for a response as they wrack their brains trying to find a solution that gives them a full thanksgiving feast without murdering the bird right in front of them that gobbles.

Next Part Here

[tinylittleshepherd]

This is such a whirlwind of a story. I love some good merder. Maybe if this gets a ton of new hits the author may come back and finish it. 

P.S Lizzie will always be my second favorite Shepherd behind Amelia. Gimmie all the Lizzie Shepherd please.  And no I’m not just saying that because of my crush on Neve Campbell.

[tinylittleshepherd]

A MerHayes One Shot (Long)

Following the events of Season 18's mid-season finale (18x08). Contains spoilers.

Please read the intro notes for mentions of trigger warnings.

Will the latest tragedy finally bring the two surgeons together or keep them further apart?

MerHayes fandom needs more.

[tinylittleshepherd]

In Every Lifetime by BlossomOfSnow

oh look an actual fic that isnt Maddison. It’s Addek this time lol, not a huge leap. I swear I branch out. Starts off Merder but endgame is Addek.

Long detailed chapters written in Months. Took me a bit to read due to chapter length. Not because it was a long story.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13916371/1/In-Every-Lifetime

[loyalmule]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18063269

I posted something new, don't really know where it's going, if it even will go anywhere, but it was a though I had and wanted to write down...

AU: artist:Meredith, student:Andrew