#mine: amelia shepherd

[forbescaroline]

TOP 5/10 CHARACTERS PER SHOW (as voted by my followers) ↳ grey's anatomy edition #12. Amelia Shepherd portrayed by Caterina Scorsone

[kathrynmhahn]

Amelia Shepherd Grey's Anatomy 20.02

[cas-kingdom]

For drabble requests how about something for Greys Anatomy where while Derek is busy in surgery the reader comes in injured and Amelia is there to comfort her and make the medical decisions? It doesn’t have to be anything serious really, I’d just love some reader and Amelia bonding 🥰🥰🥰

The walk of shame along the corridors of Grey Sloan was not altogether unfamiliar to you. Many times had you trudged reluctantly along the polished floors of the surgical unit, clutching some injury or another, purposefully trying to avoid the eyes of anyone you knew--which, in such a unit, was pretty impossible.

Years ago, you would have been slightly less embarrassed. Kids always got into medical equipment, right? At least kids of surgeons who were constantly working. But now, it didn't seem quite right. You were a month away from Johns Hopkins, had aced all your exams and probably wouldn't have even needed the reference letters from half the surgical team, and here you were, head hung low in disgrace as you held your bleeding hand to your chest.

If it weren't for the fact you knew your dad would absolutely murder you if he found out you had hidden an injury from him again, you would have locked yourself away in a break room somewhere and attempted to patch yourself up best you could. Alas. Your father was Derek Shepherd. And after the broken nose you'd managed to keep from him for almost twenty-four hours a couple years ago, he'd all but held you hostage until you promised on his life you wouldn't do it again.

So, here you were. Reluctant as hell but somehow still not regretting the situation that had lead you to this moment.

"Hi, have you seen Dr. Shepherd around?" you asked a passing intern. When he made to walk over to the surgery board, finger already pointing at one row in particular, you visibly grimaced.

"Uh, no, the other one. Amelia Shepherd?" You had no intention of crying to your dad today. Your pride had been smashed to pieces enough.

The intern pointed down the hallway and you saw your aunt walking around a corner with another nurse. Pressing your lips in a thin line, you thanked the intern and followed after her. Your pace was fast enough not to lose her but slow enough that you had time to rehearse your lines before you were bombarded with judgment.

Amelia ducked into a radiology room and you steeled yourself before pushing the door open. "Amelia?"

"Y/N. Why are you holding your hand like that?"

You wouldn't have been surprised at the question, in fact you had fully expected it, if Amelia had turned around to actually see who had walked through the door. Your aunt could do powerful stuff, but mindreading was not on that list.

"I saw you earlier." Amelia turned, arms crossed, brows raised. "Well done, by the way. Meredith thought it would take you longer to find someone. I said it would take..." She glanced at her watch and shrugged. "Twenty minutes. Not bad."

Her supposed victory was short-lived when she looked up. Her eyes fell on your hand and her face dropped as she walked quickly over to you. "I'd rather you not drip blood on the floor," she said, an obvious tease behind her words, as she gently pulled you over to sit down.

You made a face, not having realised. "Oops."

"Oops is right, kiddo." Amelia knelt in front of the swivel chair and let you uncover your hand, humming under her breath when she noted the long, jagged line running down the side of your hand from the base of your wrist to the middle of your pinky finger. "How'd you manage this, huh? Don't tell me you found the electrical saw again."

You rolled your eyes. "I stabbed myself, actually," you said matter-of-factly.

"Ooh, that's a new one. With what?" When your reluctance finally kicked in, Amelia looked up. "With what, Y/N?"

Your hand began to throb and only then did you decide that answering your aunt's questions was probably the easiest way to getting relief. "A needle," you said. "I found a suture practice kit and, oh my God, Meelie, you know that's like giving me candy. I couldn't just leave it alone."

Amelia nodded along, gently probing at the red skin around your wound. "So you practiced sutures on fake skin and, what? Sewed yourself?"

"There was a noise outside and I jerked my hand," you deadpanned. Amelia glanced up, on the verge of laughter, and you looked away stiffly. "It hurts."

"Well, lesson learnt. For now," she added after as a second thought. There was a short silence after that was broken only by your hiss of pain when Amelia touched an exceptionally sensitive spot. Sucking a breath through her teeth, the surgeon sat back on her heels and looked up at you. "How were your sutures?" she asked. "Straight? Neat?"

You lit up, Derek's smug smile curving your lips not a second later. "Straightest and neatest you'll ever see."

"That's my girl." Amelia squeezed your knee before standing to her feet and taking out her phone. "Now, what do we tell your dad when he sees you later with stitches in your hand?"

You couldn't have groaned louder. If the chair didn't have a straight back, you would have fallen backwards with the force of it. When you righted yourself, a fierce look of indignation on your face, Amelia wasn't even attempting to hide her amusement.

"I need stitches?"

"Yup. Aaand, lucky for you, I think Derek should be out of surgery by now." Chipper as ever in the face of her niece's almost tangible disgust, she held open the door and nodded in its direction. "Come on, kiddo. He'll be glad to do a little needlework. Bring him back to basics."

You rolled your eyes once more as you got up, cradling your hand to your chest. "Like brother, like sister," you grumbled as you passed your aunt.

"What was that?"

"I said: like brother, like sister, you sadist."

Amelia snorted.

Grey's Masterpost

[babyjapril]

♡Happy International Pet Day♡

[detective-jane-rizzoli]

[captainsavre]

It's always the quiet ones.

[shortsweetespresso]

Favorite Character Edit : Amelia Shepherd

"it's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me." -Anti-Hero, Taylor Swift.

[she-karev]

Prank War

Previous Part Here

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Three of Three

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

AN: Hey guys just to let you know I’ll post another story throughout Easter weekend that will feature Amber and Andrew’s relationship, stay tuned!

Summary: Amber, DeLuca and Jackson pull a final prank on Roy with Alex, Amelia and Koracick as an audience.

Words: 3385

“Bullshit!” I exclaim to Koracick as I check Kimmie’s vitals while she lays in bed with her grandma in the chair.

“Excuse my language Peg but it’s the only way I can fully express how uncultured Dr. Koracick is when it comes to Broadway musicals.”

We’ve spent the past 20 minutes debating what is the best musical of all time. I’m standing by Wicked, Kimmie’s is of course Cabaret and Koracick for some strange reason is Phantom of the Opera.

Don’t get me wrong I like the soundtrack it’s just the plot could be better and the female lead could not subserviate to Stockholm Syndrome.

“Agreed.” Kimmie and I bump fists, “Cabaret, Hamilton and Wicked are timeless Phantom of the Opera went out with the female empowerment movement.”

Koracick scoffs and grins amused, “I’m just calling it the way I see it and the sooner you face the truth-”

“Your full of crap and you know it!” Kimmie tells him.

“Hamilton only made your top three because it’s new and shiny.”

“And you only left it off your list because your bitter that you couldn’t score tickets for the original cast.” I nod at Kimmie’s defense and see Alex and Amelia entering and looking at us puzzled by the scene, “It goes Cabaret, Hamilton, Rent.”

I scoff amused, “Sorry Kimmie but no it goes Wicked, Chicago and Les Mis. All three spectacular musicals with killer songs and killer female leads.”

“Yeah, I saw Chicago back in 97 I know how killer those women are.” I roll my eyes at Koracick’s joke, “And back to the topic, no Sondheim?” I groan at forgetting about the man who reinvented American musicals, “Stephen Sondheim?”

“Damn it Sondheim.” Kimmie says dumbstruck as well.

“Yeah, can’t count him out. Count of three. Best Sondheim. One two three.”

“Sweeney Todd.” I look at Koracick shocked we both said the same thing causing him to chuckle in delight while Kimmie’s was Into The Woods.

“Gross.” Kimmie responds to our choice.

“No he wielded a hell of a scalpel.” And I nod giving the guy props for his Sondheim favorite. Alex and Amelia stand there frozen still puzzled by our debate and honestly, I don’t blame them.

When Koracick came in a while ago wanting to meet Kimmie I opposed it due to his abhorrent personality and crappy bedside manner. I tried to subtly send him away but when he mentioned seeing Rent when it first came out on Broadway Kimmie insisted he stay and recount every moment of it. Somehow, I joined it telling her all the musicals I saw back in New York citing Wicked as my favorite which caused our debate that got heated but in a good way because it made Kimmie smile. Her grandma sees it too and is thankful for Koracick which is probably a first for him.

“They’ve been at this for 20 minutes straight.” Peg explains to them, “Happiest I’ve seen her in days.”

I focus back on Koracick who is deadset on Sweeney Todd, “Into The Woods, a quarter of the Broadway audience left that show at intermission.”

“I hate to agree with him at all Kimmie but he’s got a point.” I reluctantly admit.

“They left because they want an easy happy ending.” Kimmie counters, “But hello that’s why it’s brilliant.”

I look up slightly convinced and turn to Koracick, “Sorry but I gotta go with her logic.”

Koracick scoffs and looks to Amelia and Alex for support, “Doctors. Second opinion. Weigh in.” Amelia and Alex are left stumped for an answer when I see Jackson entering the room with a grin along with DeLuca who snickers ready for our prank.

I gasp excited, “Is he here?”

“I just paged him he’ll be here in one minute, you got it ready?” Jackson asks hopeful and I chuckle pulling a bottle of Minute Maid apple juice from behind Kimmie’s pillow.

Andrew smiles mischievously, “We’re really doing this?”

I shake the bottle, “Absolutely if you want to back out now you can.” DeLuca pulls a specimen container out of his pocket which is answer enough. Alex and Amelia look at us confused.

“What is going on?” Alex asks.

“Do not judge us.” I defend us as Andrew throws me the cup I catch and fill with the juice, “She wants us to do this and I am not gonna deny my patient her request are you?”

Peg looks at us disappointed, “Kimmie we talked about this, now I don’t know who this doctor is but he does not deserve this.”

“He called your granddaughter a dying brat.” I tell her and she looks at me surprised, “Right here and right in front of her I was there.”

Peg takes a moment before responding, “Just make sure it’s actually juice and he doesn’t drink your pee you’ll swap for him.” Kimmie nods happily and I top the cup sealing it and place it front of Kimmie.

“Wow.” Koracick says impressively, “Pretty and punks her coworkers do you have plans later?” I narrow my eyes at him hitting on me.

“Brother in the room.” Alex reminds him threateningly.

“And boyfriend.” Andrew chips in.

“And gross.” I finish and Koracick gives me an amused hurt look. Roy enters the room and I quickly put the juice bottle behind Kimmie’s pillow. We all keep a straight face as Jackson faces him.

“Dr. Roy so glad you could be here.”

“And why is that sir?” Roy asks, annoyed.

“Well, I need you to run Kimmie Park’s labs for me and rush the results.”

Roy scoffs, “You want me to run a little girls labs who’s not even your patient.”

“Do you have a problem with my assignment?” Jackson asks with authority and Roy backs down and turns to Kimmie ready to take her cup.

“Wait a minute.” Roy stops by her bed and watches her pick up the specimen cup and observe it carefully, “I think I should filter it again; it looks a little dark.” Kimmie unscrews the cap and takes a sip making it look like she’s drinking her own pee to Roy who looks on in disgusted shock as I keep my face passive. The people around us look on amused and trying not to laugh out loud, “Much better, what do you think Dr. Amber?”

“Hmm.” I pick up the cup and observe it like a doctor, “You know I’m a doctor and I’ve done this before so…” I sip the juice that tastes sweet as Roy takes a step back looking at me disturbed while I click my tongue. Alex covers his mouth to hide his smirk and stifles his laugh, “Dr. Avery can you check? I mean you’re an attending and I’m an intern so I should learn how to do this properly.”

“Yeah of course.” Avery walks next to me calmly and grabs the cup sipping it until it’s empty and exhales in delight, “Oh I’m sorry I just get carried away I can’t get enough of this stuff, don’t you agree Dr. Roy?”

I look at Roy who gawks in shock at the disgusting and shocking act we committed, “Y-Y-You all are sick, sick I tell you!” He runs out of the room in fear slipping as he runs. I and everyone else burst out laughing. I hold Avery’s shoulder to steady myself because my stomach is cramping from how hard I’m laughing.

I take a deep breath and steady myself facing Avery like he’s a god, “Oh my god, you are an evil genius, emphasis on evil!”

“Why thank you.” Avery smiles proudly, “You may bow to the master.”

I chuckle and slightly bow, “Bowing!” I get back up and turn to Kimmie who is laughing, “Do you think he’s learned his lesson?”

“If he hasn’t we’ll just come back swinging harder.” Kimmie calms down and looks at Avery, “You know I’ve seen My Sister’s Keeper like a dozen times and I’m guessing you have too that’s where you got the drinking my pee prank from.”

“What? I didn’t get it from that.” Kimmie chuckles and raises an eyebrow and I do too knowing he’s lying causing him to break, “Fine I saw it, there was a time I had a huge crush on Cameron Diaz.”

“We all did.” I tell him causing Amelia, Alex, DeLuca and Koracick to nod in agreement.

“What does it matter where I got the prank from? I mean we probably sent him to psych.” Jackson laughs at that and I chuckle as well.

“Okay fine I will give you that but I am the prank master mine was original.”

Kimmie scoffs, “Please paging him all over the hospital was my idea, I’m the king of pranks.”

DeLuca nods amused, “Yeah I got Mike Rotch from google so I’m as unoriginal as Avery.” Alex and Amelia look at him confused over Mike Rotch but he looks at us with a grin, “She’s the undisputed king guys.”

I chuckle, “Okay fine I’m bowing to the king.” I give a slight bow to Kimmie who smiles and does a power pose causing everyone to clap and cheer her on as the King of Pranks.

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Later that night me and DeLuca stood at the edge of the lab table watching in anxiety at the tumor model inside the beaker. Koracick and Shepherd had a brainstorm earlier and figured out that using multiple beams instead of just one would allow us to control the heat generated and increases the possibility of the tumor breaking down. Now instead of one we’re using three beams on the tumor waiting for a miracle.

“God this is so stressful.” I admit anxiously waiting for the tumor to burn.

Alex walks in, “What’s going on?”

I look at him annoyed at his bad timing, “Shh!”

Koracick puts a finger up silencing Alex, “Shh, pipe down. You’ll scare the tumor.” I hand Alex goggles that he puts on just as the tumor starts to have burn spots and this time the beaker is holding.

“Yes!” Amelia shouts out happy and I pump my fist in the air joyful. The others are excited as well.

“This is amazing.” I smile at our luck finally turning.

“I am right?” Koracick boasts and I roll my eyes.

“If you’re looking for an intern ego boost your barking up the wrong tree.” I inform him and we continue to observe the miracle for a few seconds until the beaker cracks causing us to groan, “For ten seconds I was happy, that’s a new record.”

“Well, it’s a start.” Koracick consoles us and I nod in agreement.

“That’s the longest a beaker’s ever lasted.” Alex points out happily.

“Glad your on-board Adam.” I glare at Koracick not remembering Alex’s name as well as him.

“It’s Alex.” He corrects with a frown.

“Yeah, either way.” Koracick says dismissively. I walk away from him annoyed and dispose of the beaker for once happy I am throwing it away.

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I exhale in exhaustion as I take my backpack out of my locker getting ready to leave. It was a fun day overall with me finally getting back at Roy for every snide insult he’s thrown at me, DeLuca and Jackson. Add to our breakthrough on the project I’d say I had a perfect day. Kimmie’s grandmother thanked me for hanging out with Kimmie all day and making her laugh. She said today was the happiest she’s seen her since she started chemo which made me feel good. And I’m gonna end the day going home with DeLuca so I guess it’s ending with a bang so to speak.

As I sling my backpack over my shoulder, I see Alex coming in still sporting the black eye I gave him this morning. Okay, aside from accidentally punching him my day as perfect. He’s still in his scrubs which tells me he’s gonna pull another all nighter.

“Hey, are you headed home?” Alex asks.

I nod, “Yeah I would stay and get more beams but unlike you I need sleep and a night with my boyfriend even Tom Koracick would find too graphic for his tastes.”

Alex grimaces in disgust, “I don’t need the details.”

“Sorry.” I chuckle lightly, “I already hit you in the head I don’t need to mess with what’s inside it.”

Alex chuckles feeling his eye, “Yeah I’d say I have something to lord over you for the next month or until I accidentally knock you out next time, we’re in the ring.”

I shake my head at that suggestion, “How about next time I just buy you a beer and we catch up like normal siblings?”

“That works too.” Alex agrees full-heartedly, “I wanted to come by and say thanks for helping out with Kimmie today. She really needed something to do and it was…unusual but I think it was good for her to laugh even at other people’s expenses.”

“Well it’s okay as long as it’s people who deserve to be taken down a peg.” I tell him, “Like Roy or Dr. Douche as I call him in my head. And if you think I was too hard on that last one I should tell you Qadri told me he said he would let me go down on him in the pit if I asked.”

Alex looks at me in disgusted shock no doubt seeing I went easy on Roy instead, “Wow that statement alone was not respectful to him, you or how Hunt runs the pit.”

“Yeah, respect and Roy are two very separate concepts that haven’t mingled. It was fun and not just because Roy looked like a little bitch today. Kimmie is fun to hang out with, I mean if this is who she is after chemo I can’t imagine how great she is completely healthy and full of life.”

Alex grins understandingly, “I know what you mean, she’s special…you know who she reminds me of right?”

I narrow my eyes confused, “Who does she remind you of?”

“She reminds me of you.” That statement catches me off guard and Alex grins at my expression, “I didn’t really see it before but now that I look at it, she’s just like you were at that age. Even when you were six you were by far the coolest person I’ve ever met.”

I chuckle baffled, “I was not, no six-year-old is cool.”

“You were. You were already tougher than the kids your age and you were way tougher than me and Aaron combined.” I look at him touched by his admiration toward me at an age when I admired him. He chuckles nostalgically, “Also you sang all the time, and not the standard Disney or Winnie the Pooh crap you sang AC/DC and Whitney Houston and somehow you did it flawlessly it was like getting a live concert. You and Kimmie should sing a duet when you get the chance and you’ll see what I mean.”

“Well she does it better than me.” I admit honestly, “She hits notes I could only dream of.”

Alex grins, “And another thing you two have in common, your survivors. Kimmie’s parents walked out on her and she wasn’t as worse off as us but it was still horrible.” My heart aches for Kimmie and what she had to go through in her 12 years of life, “Despite all that she survived it and she’s still singing her lungs out even after the hell she went through. I know it’s something you would do in her situation and that alone makes you and her the strongest people I know.”

I stand there moved by his speech so much so I walk to him and hug him. He’s shocked and unresponsive at the first few seconds but hugs me back. I pull back and speak as well, “You know I’m only strong because you and Aaron made me that way. Growing up with two idiot brothers also makes you smarter than them too.”

Alex chuckles at my backhanded compliment, “Well one of us had to be born with brain, right?”

I grin amused, “I should go I have an early shift tomorrow and a lot of beams to steal to save Kimmie.”

“Don’t let me keep you sis, good night.”

“Good night bro.” I walk out of the locker room feeling all warm and fuzzy inside after that display of family love. I grin at Andrew who grins back and we walk out of the building hand in hand.

“So is there a reason why you decided to help me make a fool out of Roy?” I ask him as we get to the parking lot.

“What makes you think I would object to it?”

“Because you’re usually the one who tries to talk me out of reckless decisions.” I remind him, “What did Roy do to you to make you come out of your sensible sweet guy shell today?”

He sighs and stops in front of me, we stand face to face, “He might have said some things about you I overheard that were less than savory.”

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep my anger in check, “Like what?”

“I really don’t want to repeat it.” He insists but I counter.

“It’s better than actually saying it first.”

He takes a moment before speaking, “There was mention of the possibility of you going insane like your mom and brother and that event happening in bed…with me.”

I groan in disgust, “Tomorrow we’re filling his water bottle with cement, I don’t care if it kills him.”

Andrew grins slightly and kisses the top of my head in comfort, “Come on don’t let him get to you, you’re better than him and he knows it. Why do you think he degrades you so much? It’s the only thing he can do against you and it’s making him look worse and makes you look better.”

I look at him touched and continue walking this time leaning against him with my arm around his waist, “I think I liked it better when you supported me punking people who deserved it.”

Andrew chuckles as we get closer to my car, “Well I can’t keep pranking interns with you but I have something that might make up for it.”

“Really?” I grin, “And what might that be?”

“Well, you remember that bet we made a week ago and the conditions were if you lost I would plan how we celebrate your half birthday?”

I take my keys out of my backpack as we get closer to my car, “Yeah.”

“I was thinking about getting us an Airbnb up in Olympic National Park and we can spend the weekend of your half birthday exploring the little towns and doing actual couple things up there.”

I look at him surprised, “A road trip? I was expecting some takeout at the Dough Zone and maybe half a cake after.”

He narrows his eyes inquisitively, “Are you disappointed?”

I think about his idea and it’s starting to sink in a little causing me to grin at him, “No not really. I haven’t explored outside Seattle since I moved here and a weekend alone in a cabin in the woods with my boyfriend seems appealing to me somehow.” Andrew grins at me and I grin back, “And I’m speaking as someone who’s seen The Strangers and Hush multiple times.” He narrows his eyes confused and I glare at him disappointed, “Tell me you’ve seen at least one movie where a couple go to the woods alone only to be brutally murdered?”

Andrew chuckles, “I’m sure I will during the trip so I don’t get scared and cancel this trip and the guesthouse I rented. So I guess that’s a yes to the trip then?”

“Yes, on one condition.” I unlock my car and get in my driver seat while he gets in the passenger side, “If we see a group of people in creepy masks outside the rental we drive back as fast as we can.”

He looks at me strangely, “I would be concerned if we didn’t do that.”

“Great then it’s a date, but I get to choose the rental.” Andrew grins and nods. I start the engine driving out of the parking lot excited for this trip.

[flawless-imperfections]

[song: A Thousand Years — James Arthur]

[sbd-laytall]

Okay, I just gotta say that after watching 8x15, I'm feeling some fruity vibes between Amelia and Lexie. Is it just me, or do other people also really like the idea of them as a couple?

[wlw-imagines]

Behind The Curtain - Amelia Shepherd/Reader (Grey’s Anatomy)

request: Could you do a oneshot with Amelia Shepard where they both work at the hospital and are secretly dating. One day Arizona or Meredith or somebody catches them making out and then teases them about it the rest of the day. You're writing is fantastic! Thanks for reading this :) - anon

a/n: these are from my old tumblr thefandomwritings from back in 2018 ! re-vamped and re-purposed!! hope u enjoy and forgive the 2018 me style writing

Keeping your relationship with Amelia secret had been pretty easy for the two of you.

Whilst you were rarely seen venturing further than paediatrics ward, Amelia was similarly tied down to Neuro, being a neurosurgeon, and to whatever various tasks kept her occupied elsewhere in the hospital. Therefore there was never any need to cover anything up about your long-term relationship.

It had begun as a late night fling, early on in your careers at Seattle Grace - you had both finished a shift at the same time and walked into each other as you were buying a coffee.

She smiled sleepily, her eyes bleary as she gripped the coffee cup, “Y/L/N, right?”

You nodded at the correct name, and also in recognition of the woman in front of you, “Amelia.”

“Coffee? At this late hour?” She smirked, a twinkle growing in her eyes.

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh, “I could say the same for you.”

Amelia shrugged and started walking at your side, “I won’t get any sleep any time soon anway, what’s your excuse?” She raised an eyebrow as the two of your left the cafeteria.

“Same.” You shrugged, before turning back to face her and fully reigstering the look in her eyes. You took a slight risk, hoping it was the correct one, “Want to come back to mine? We can talk about how shit life is and commiserate together?”

“I’m less of a talker, more of a do-er.” She caught your expression of a raised eyebrow and shook her head, “Not like that!”

“Hey, we can do whatever you want to do.” You laughed, “I can make us more coffee at home? Stronger coffee.”

“Okay. I’d like that.”

You were fortunate really because whenever you were around one another your love was probably too obvious and your relationship was something that you felt didn't need to be known by everyone yet. So, the longer it could be kept a secret, the better. There would be no complaints of favouritism in surgery and no teasing during late night shifts, it was just straight up easier.

And while normally the distance between your areas of expertise was in your favour, sometimes, on the rare occasion, the paediatrics and brain surgery teams would collaborate. It was at time like these that it was much more difficult to keep your hands off each other.

The day had started with Arizona rushing towards you, a stressed look on her face reserved for only the worst cases. "We have a nine year old girl coming in with serious unspecified head injuries. I've paged Lady Shepherd so she is on her way up, you'll be following the case with me." She rushed out, no time to pause.

"Wait, I... Lady Sheph- Amelia is being given the case?" You asked, your heart hammering slightly once you heard the name.

"She is our in-house neurosurgeon so, yes. She is. Do you have a problem with that Y/L/N?" The woman quirked an eyebrow up at you, giving you one of her looks that you could hardly ever interpret so you just stuttered away.

"N-no, not at all. That's fine, it's great. Good for her." You stumbled through some random words that didn't even really make sense in the situation before you were interrupted by your girlfriend walking through the doors.

There was just something about her in authority and her scrubs that turned you on and that was why you were better off separated. So you found yourself relatively lucky to not be included in the team that went into surgery.

You avoided the viewing platform. But even when you were stuck outside doing paperwork you still found yourself too distracted, your mind wandering off too many times, thinking of what you would do to the woman once you were in the safety of your own apartment. 

It was going to be a long day.

You had waited until the surgery was finished until you snuck into a call room. Amelia had been walking past when you attempted to (subtly) pull her into the  room with you. You immediately closed the door and pinned her up against it, making an attempt to lock the door before Amelia flipped the tables and pushed you against the wall. The look in her eyes immediately brought back memories of how your relationship had initially begun.

"What are you smiling about?" She asked, pulling back with a confused look on her face.

Leaning forward, you kissed her nose and hummed slightly, "I love you, is all." 

The smile remained on your face as you leant slowly in. Your lips connected and the kiss only became more passionate as the pent up frustration of long, hard days and not seeing each other as much as you needed to built up. You weren't even in there to hook up like you always used to, you just need to be close and be together.(Although, shirts were beginning to be unbuttoned...)

You were vaguely aware of footsteps approaching but you were too caught up with Amelia and had just assumed they had passed. That was until you heard a small gasp coming from the doorway.

Amelia and you pulled away from each other as quickly as you could, your girlfriend stumbling back and almost falling over had it not been for you grabbing her waist and wrapping your arms around her to prevent the fall.

Once she was secure you turned your head back to whoever had interrupted with a smile that was as innocent as you could make it before clearing your throat, "Arizona... Hey."

"Well, I was not expecting this...” A small grin spread across her lips and she let out a gleeful laugh, “Actually, you know what I kind of was. Y/N's been acting strange." Arizona smiled with an evil twinkle in her eye, "I can't believe you guys haven't told me!" You quickly shushed her before pulling her into the call room and closing the door behind her. "I love you guys but at least buy me dinner first..." She joked, earning a light slap on the arm from you.

"What are you doing?" You asked, running your hand through your hair and starting to fidget.

Arizona paused, "I was going to take a nap... in the call room. Because that's what-"

Your girlfriend looked at her watch and shrugged at you, "Look at the time, I've got to go." Amelia, spoke up from the corner, sliding out the door without another word.

You went to walk after her but turned to Arizona who was still standing there with a smile on her face, "You scared my girlfriend away." You pouted.

Arizona just wrapped her arms around you and rocked you side to side, "I'm so proud of you!"

"Shut up."

"But you're both so cute."

"Shut up!" You pushed her slightly, laughing.

"And you've finally found someo-"

You gave her one last look before opening the door, "Okay, I'm leaving now!" You said, walking out.

"Love you." She yelled after your disappearing body.

"Love you too." You yelled back before adding on, "And don't you dare tell anyone!”

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"Y/N," You jokingly rolled your eyes when confronted with Arizona leaning on the nurse desk with a big smile on her face. You prepared yourself for the teasing that was inevitably about to come and pretended to be more interested in the paperwork in front of you. The teasing over the past week had been neverending, "Listen, I know I've been making fun of you and your girlfriend all day and I just wanted to let you know that I support you 100%. I promise that I won't let anyone know of your little secret, okay?" You visibly relaxed and looked back up at her.

You smiled, putting your hand over hers, "You know, you didn't need to tell me that. I trusted you from the beginning but thank you all the same."

She nodded and went to leave before turning back to you, "By the way, I've given your girlfriend a little gift - you may want to go up and say hi. She's in the nursery."

Confused, you frowned slightly but didn't question it as you nodded and made your way to the other side of the ward, where all the newborns are kept.

You stepped in front of the window looking into the nursery and felt your heart skip a beat to see Amelia cradling one of the babies. She caught your eye and her eyes twinkled slightly as she looked down at the baby in her arms. You sighed blissfully and stepped into the room.

"Are you terrorizing the children?" You asked, looking around at the other 3 cribs, each holding a tiny, delicate baby. You stepped closer to Amelia, putting an arm around her lower back and looking down at the baby.

"They're our kids without any home, or parents." Amelia whispered, rocking the baby slightly before shifting the pink blanket to cover her head and little waving hand that had fallen out when she was trying to reach up to your girlfriend. "I kind of thought you were just going to end the sentence at, 'they're our kids' and then you would have a lot of explaining to do."

"Surprise!" She sarcastically cheered before one last rock of the baby. Between the two of you, you managed to safely get her back into her cot and tucked up in her blanket before sneaking out the door.

You both stood in each other's embrace for a while, just soaking in each other's love and company.

"Y'know, maybe it's good that people know about us - especially Arizona." You mumble, longingly staring at the bundles left in the nursery, "if it gets us perks like getting to cuddle cute babies during work then I'm so up for coming out to everyone." You joked.

Amelia just nodded, "Me too." You looked up, slightly surprised as it hadn't really been something you had discussed yet. "Hey, you want to stay at mine and get chinese tonight?"

"Do you have the house to yourself?" You asked with surprise, since these are the only times you get to stay round and even then it is like a military mission. "No, it's a full house tonight. I'm introducing you to them."

"Babe, you realise I know your friends and they know me. We're part of the same friendship group."

"I know, but I get to introduce you as my girlfriend." She grinned and began walking back down the corridor, back to work before yelling over her shoulder, "Plus I get to show them pictures of our children!"

[forbescaroline]

FORBESCAROLINE'S 9K CELEBRATION TOP 20 GREY'S ANATOMY SHIPS (as voted by my followers) #13. Amelia Shepherd and Kai Bartley You are someone who loves her people so hard and so much. I've never met anyone like that. It's... inspiring.

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

Masterlist & Request Guidelines

Requests are closed right now, but the Masterlist is always open! 🫶🏻

MASTERLIST

Olivia Benson (Law & Order: SVU)

Can You Stay?

Texts from Olivia Benson

Eyes Open

When Worlds Collide (x daughter!reader)

Alex Blake (Criminal Minds)

What You Want (18+)

Inside Your Head

Texts from Alex Blake

Haircut

Alex Cabot (Law & Order: SVU)

Alex Cabot x Reader Headcanons

After General Anesthesia

Alex Cabot x Casey Novak x Reader SFW Headcanons

What You Give

Texts from Alex Cabot (18+)

Carol Danvers (Marvel)

Forgetting

Find Your People (x sibling!reader)

Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-Nine)

A Hard Day

Just Playing

Headcanons: Coming Out to Rosa Diaz as Transmasc

Passenger Princess

A Little Lunch

Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds)

N/A

Lee Harker (Longlegs)

Cocooned

The Halloween Party

Jennifer Jareau (Criminal Minds)

The Dogs

The Intruder

Fight or Flight (x daughter!reader)

Texts from Jennifer "JJ" Jareau (18+)

The Aftermath

Johanna Mason (The Hunger Games)

Home Again

Casey Novak (Law & Order: SVU)

Clueless

Someone Will See

First Time (18+)

Sunday Mornings

She Likes You Anyway

Empty House (18+)

You're Safe Now

Home for the Holidays

Take Me Out to the Ball Game (18+)

I Need You To

Your Brother's Wedding

Casey Novak x Reader Headcanons

After General Anesthesia

Panic! At the DA's Office

Alex Cabot x Casey Novak x Reader SFW Headcanons

May the Fourth Be With You

Changes

With the Crack of a Bat

Just One Kiss

Texts from Casey Novak

They Go Low

Getting Older, Too

Interrogations

When Worlds Collide

Frozen Oranges

Maggie Pierce (Grey's Anatomy)

Just as Friends

Emily Prentiss (Criminal Minds)

The Surprise Series Masterlist

Coming Out

Let Me Keep You Safe (18+)

Emily Prentiss x Reader Headcanons

Shelter from the Storm

Don't Lie to Me

Burning (18+)

Tracing You

Tiny (x daughter!reader)

Doxxed

Control (18+)

The World's Largest Box of Condoms (x daughter!reader)

Touchy (18+)

Texts from Emily Prentiss (18+)

White Fang

Arizona Robbins (Grey's Anatomy)

N/A

Natasha Romanoff (Marvel)

N/A

Amelia Shepherd (Grey's Anatomy)

Sick Call

Aces

Tea for Two

Strap Up (18+)

Postpartum (18+)

Playing It Safe (18+)

You're Mine (18+)

The R Word

Left Unsaid (18+)

Texts from Amelia Shepherd (18+)

Callie Torres (Grey's Anatomy)

N/A

Cristina Yang (Grey's Anatomy)

N/A

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If you have requests for characters outside of the above, please feel free to send them on anyway! The above are just characters I've written for before. If I'm familiar with the character/source material and the request meets my parameters, I'll be happy to give it a shot!

PARAMETERS:

I only write for characters who are women. No men here. Sorry, folks.

I only write x reader. I don't really enjoy writing about already-existing relationships or character ships. I've done a couple of x daughter!reader and x sibling!reader fics, and I'm happy to do them, but to be honest I very much prefer romantic fics.

I only write for readers and characters with v*lvas. I absolutely welcome non-binary/gender non-conforming characters/readers. Just be aware that, where smut is concerned, I only feel confident writing about humans with v*ginas.

I don't feel comfortable writing dark!characters or smut that's degrading. Kinks and other smut-related requests I take on a case-by-case basis. But I absolutely will not write anything that even gets close to the line of non-consensual. No shade to you if the above are things you enjoy reading/writing, they're just personally not for me.

Autistic readers are so welcome! I love reading and writing x autistic!reader fics!

I do feel comfortable writing about the aftermath of trauma (sexual or otherwise), most mental illnesses, etc. I enjoy a good hurt/comfort fic and, as someone who's dealt with both of the above, I know it can be very comforting to read something that makes you feel like you're cared for and safe.

I also really enjoy writing headcanons, so feel free to request those as well! The same rules apply for headcanons that apply for fics.

Send those requests on, bbs!

[babyjapril]

Grey's Anatomy 18.20

You Are the Blood

[detective-jane-rizzoli]

[upat4amwiththemoon]

If you are taking requests. May I request Amelia X reader. Reader is her ex but they broke off( private practise , worked with Addison and all ). But reader left maybe to work abroad or the military. Fast forward now reader returns to Grey's Addison called them in , old flame,sparks . reader was always her safe place but they grew apart and had to grow(get sober). Just want Amelia to be happy, idk what the heck happened to Kai :((( I'm sorry if it's too much or silly feel free to if ore.

Somebody that I used to know

Summary: Even though years change people, the love for them stays the same.

Pairing: Amelia Shepherd x female!reader

Warnings: my medical knowledge is zero, talk of addiction, Scout doesn’t exist

Word count: 1997

a/n: Amelia deserves so much better

masterlists | guidelines

Addison walks towards the break room, hoping to find Amelia there before it’s too late. She walks into the room, luckily seeing the youngest Shepherd sitting on the couch, coffee in hand, talking with Maggie Pierce. “Amelia, could I talk to you for a minute?” She says right away, skipping the pleasantries.

With a look, Amelia stands up. “Sure.” She chuckles quietly, slightly nervous. “What’s up?” She asks after Maggie leaves to room for the two.

“I called Doctor Y/L/N here to help me with a patient of mine, she’s arriving today.” She tells, trying to gauge what Amelia’s thoughts are about seeing her ex again. “I wanted to tell you before she’s here.”

“Okay, thanks for telling me.” And with that Amelia leaves the room. Addison sighs, rubbing her forehead. Suddenly she isn’t too sure if she did the right thing, but she really needs Y/N here, she’s the best in her field. She just has to hope everything goes smoothly.

“Addison!” Y/N’s voice calls out excitedly.

The red head turns around to see her doctor friend walking towards her with a bright smile. “Hey, stranger.” Addison laughs, meeting her half way to hug her. “I’m so glad to finally see you. How was the world?” She pulls away, her hands on Y/N’s shoulders to see how much she has changed over the years.

“The world was good.” Y/N decided to leave the practice in Los Angeles to join the Doctors Without Borders, traveling all over the world with them. “How’s Seattle? I didn’t think you’d come back here.” She looks around the hospital. This isn’t her first time in Grey Sloan Memorial, but it has been a long time since she was last here.

“Seattle is good. You know I go where babies need me, and this baby needs us both.” She nods her head forward, so they start walking. “The baby is two months old and his heart is incredibly weak. He won’t survive without a donor heart, but getting a heart that small will take too much time.”

“That’s where I come in.”

“That’s where you come in.” Addison smiles, she missed working with her. “His heart could become strong enough, if you fixed the veins around it.” They walk into a room full of pictures of the baby’s heart and veins.

Y/N looks through the pictures, at times picking one of them up to see it closer. The heart is compromised, and the baby won’t survive long if they do nothing, but the surgery Addison is talking about is incredibly risky. Fortunately, Y/N is a risk taker.

“I can do it,” she states, “but I’m gonna need a lot of help. His vitals need to be monitored closely.”

Letting out a sigh of relief, Addison nods. “I’ll get you anything you need.” She pauses for a moment, contemplating on saying anything. “Amelia is here, you know? Incase you wanted to talk to her.”

“Oh.” Y/N clears her throat, cleaning up the pictures into a neat pile so she wouldn’t have to look at Addison staring at her. “I didn’t know that.” She mumbles.

The now silent and tense atmosphere of the room makes Addison question whether she made the right decision. Amelia is one of the most important people in her life, she’s her sister, but she also cares about Y/N a lot. Their relationship didn’t really end on the best terms, mostly because of Amelia’s addiction, but the relationship itself was good. They both were happiest Addison has ever seen when they were together.

“I’ll make a surgery plan and then get back to you, okay?” Y/N states, not waiting for Addison to answer as she leaves the room.

Her mind is all over the place, which makes her walk through the hallways with less attention than usually, though she does greet the familiar faces going past her. However, she doesn’t notice the person walking right towards her with the same state of mind. So, they crash into each other.

All the pictures Y/N was holding fly to the floor. “Shit, I’m sorry.” She grumbles, kneeling down to gather them.

“Y/N?”

The familiar voice makes her head snap up. Amelia is standing over her, an indescribable look on her face. The exes stare at each other in silence, both unsure what to do. They both knew of the others presence in the hospital, but they didn’t think they’d bump into each other, at least not yet.

Her breath hitches as she looks over Amelia’s face. As much as she doesn’t like admitting it, she missed her. “Amy.” With a mumble, Y/N stands up, dusting off her scrubs.

“Amelia, no one calls me Amy anymore.” She says with a small smile. Y/N just nods, putting it to her mind. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Yeah.”

Amelia scratches the back of her neck. “So, Addison called you.”

“She did.” The pictures are starting to crease in her grip. “There’s a..baby, obviously, uhm, and she needed help.” She clears her throat, looking around for an exit. “I actually have to make a surgery plan for tomorrow, so, I’ll see you around, I guess.”

Going to walk past Amelia, she stops once a hand takes hold of her arm. “Could we talk? Just the two of us, later today.”

The ask makes Y/N hesitant, but the way Amelia is looking at her makes her give in. “Okay.”

“Awesome,” a smile spreads on Amelia’s face, “coffee, after work?”

“I’ll see you then.” She lets go and Y/N walks away, Amelia’s eyes never leaving her back.

Amelia paces around the lobby of the hospital, her mind racing a mile a minute. She has always considered Y/N her biggest love, maybe even soulmate, if she truly believes in them. Seeing her again has brought the feelings back to the surface and she isn’t sure what to do with them.

Her thoughts come to a halt when she notices Y/N walking towards her. Instead of her scrubs, she’s now wearing her everyday clothes. She looks just as beautiful as she did all those years ago. And she decides to tell her so, “you look beautiful.” Y/N hums with a slight smile, her cheeks turn warm, but she pays no mind to it. “There’s a small cafe down the street.”

“Let’s go then.” As they walk side by side, Y/N bites the inside of her cheek, looking down at the pavement. The silence is uncomfortable and they desperately want to break it, but neither of them know what’s appropriate to say in a situation like this. “How have you been?” Y/N decodes to ask, glancing at Amelia.

“Better. A lot better actually. I’ve been sober for a long time, though it’s still hard sometimes. I got two new sisters, sort of,” she chuckles, “Meredith and Maggie. And I’m the head of neuro department.”

“I heard about Derek. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.” Amelia sighs. “It’s okay.” She opens the door of the cafe for Y/N before stepping inside herself. At the counter, they order their coffees, and when it comes time to pay, Amelia pushes Y/N’s hand away from the machine. “My treat.” She pays both of their coffees.

“You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to.” They move to the other side pf the counter to wait for their coffees. “It’s the least I can do after,” she pauses, “everything.”

“It wasn’t completely your fault.” She looks away from her. “You were going through a tough time.”

“That’s no excuse. I hurt you and drove away one of the best things in my life.”

Being one of the best things in her life sounds like an exaggeration, but the sincerity in Amelia’s eyes makes her believe she really means it. “You’re also important to me.” Before the conversation van keep on going, the barista shouts their names. They take their coffees and find a quiet corner place to sit.

“So, what have you been doing all there years?”

“I moved around with Doctors Without Borders.” Y/N sips her drink. “Also studied a bit on the side.”

“And your love life?”

If Amelia was anything, she was blunt. If she wanted know something, she’d ask, Y/N usually liked her unfiltered talk. “Love life, huh?” She giggles with a shake of her head. “There were some flings and one time things, you know, to release stress I suppose. But nothing that stayed.” Amelia listens intently while she drinks her coffee. “And you?”

She shrugs. “There was Link and Kai, but just like every relationship I have had, they ended with someone’s heart broken.” Amelia has a grin on her face. She has already gotten over the past two relationships, but it’s still disheartening to have failed relationships.

“Hm, you’ll find your person.”

“Maybe,” Amelia keeps eye contact with Y/N, “I really hope so.”

Looking down, Y/N taps the mug in front of her with her nails, all the feelings around them getting overwhelming. “Listen,” she changes the subject, “could you be in the surgery tomorrow? I need someone to monitor her brain activity, and you are the best there is.” She lifts her head to give Amelia a teasing look. “Or at least you used to be. Have you gotten worse over the years?”

“Worse? Do you know who you’re talking to? I’m better than ever.” Amelia answers to the teasing look with a challenging look of her own. “What I’m hearing is, you need my help because you aren’t in the best shape.” Her elbows are leaning against the table.

“Oh, wow.” Y/N crosses her arms. “Your ego is still sky high.”

Amelia laughs, which Y/N giggle as well.

The surgery has been going on for six hours already, and the whole room is tense. Amelia and Addison are monitoring the baby’s health, while Y/N is rerouting the veins near the heart. The surgery is already nearing its end, but there’s still things to do.

Y/N lets out a sigh, shaking her hand to ease the pain in her wrist. It has stayed on one position for a long time. She can feel multiple pairs of eyes on the side of her head, there’s an audience in the viewing room. This is an once in a lifetime surgery after all. Double checking everything she has done, Y/N lifts her head to her friends. “Are his vitals good?” The two nod. “Alright, we’re ready to close.” She says shakily, not ready to relax just yet. But she can feel the relief coursing through the room.

The sutures closing the opening on the baby’s chest don’t take long, as the wound isn’t as big as on an adult. The moment the last suture is on its place, people in the viewing room start cheering, so do the doctors in the operation room. Addison and one other doctor take the baby to NICU, not before thanking Y/N though.

Walking out of the room, Y/N slumps down to a chair, taking off her scrub cap. Amelia sits down next to her. “Watching you work is seriously magnificent.”

Y/N laughs, “you’re being dramatic.”

“I’m not!” Amelia throws her arm around Y/N’s shoulders, giving her a side hug. “You’re incredibly and I love you.” Y/N turns to look at her. “Give me another chance? Go on a date with me?”

“Okay.”

“Yeah?” Amelia grins widely.

“Yeah.” Y/N smiles too, her heart beating a hundred miles. She isn’t sure if it’s from the surgery she just did, or the fact that Amelia is looking at her like she’s the only person she cares about.

Amelia nods, feeling like she just won the lottery. “I’ll pick you up at eight, wear something pretty.” She kisses her cheek before walking off, going straight to Addison to tell the good news.