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all writers abandoned amelink, hope you haven't been one of them😩
Don't worry, I haven't abandoned them! While I do LOVE Kaimelia, Amelink will always have a place in my heart! I will get back to writing them, I've just been super busy recently and haven't had time but if y'all have any requests, send them my way and I'll try and write soon!
HEY, PLEASE YOU CAN WRITE THE 18x06 APART OF THE SOFA... (YOU KNOW) PLEAAASEEEE
Reconnecting
A/N: Hi! Sorry for not posting in a while, I've been really busy and unmotivated! But, I enjoyed 18x06 Amelink so, here we go! WARNING: SMUT!
"Link, nothing has changed for me." Amelia states, catching her breath from the kisses they just shared.
Link scans her face as she stares at him. He drops his eyes down to look at where she was sat on his lap, holding her close against his body. Moments later, before either of them really had the time to process what they were about to do, Link leans forward and reconnects their lips. He holds an arm around her back to support her as they fall back onto the couch.
Amelia's fingers run through Link's hair as the kiss deepens, their lips only parting for air. Link runs a hand down Amelia's side, stopping when he gets to the waistband of her jeans to slip his hand under her shirt. He softly runs his fingers across her torso before resting his hand underneath her breast against her ribs. The kiss is desperate, like they'd both been wanting to do it for months and like neither of them wanted it to end.
A moment later, from under his larger body, Amelia reaches her hands around Link's back and begins tugging on the hem of his shirt, signalling for him to take it off. Taking the hint, Link pulled away from the kiss and sat up, his knees on either side of her body as he pulled his sweater and shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor. Before leaning back down, he began unbuttoning Amelia's shirt and pulled it from her body. After throwing it to the floor, Link leans back over her and begins kissing down her neck. He continues kissing down her body, taking her nipple into her mouth causing her to moan quietly.
"Link, please." she begs, not wanting to wait another moment.
Carefully, Link rolls off of her body and stands up. He makes light work of pulling off his jeans and boxers, letting his erection spring free as Amelia watches with a smirk on her face. He suddenly reaches forward and grabs hold of Amelia's ankles, pulling her towards him. He turns her body around and pulls her gently to the edge of the couch before unbuttoning her jeans and dragging them off of her body.
Seconds after discarding her pants, Link had Amelia's legs parted and over his shoulders. His head was placed between them as he dove in, finding her clit with his tongue straight away. Amelia lets out a moan as Link swirls his tongue repeatedly around her sensitive nub before pushing it inside her for a moment. Amelia throws her head back in pleasure and runs her fingers through Link's hair, willing him not to stop. She almost squeals as he takes her clit into his mouth and starts sucking on it. Not stopping his task, Link lifts his eyes to watch the pleasure on her face; he'd missed that, he'd missed her.
When he could tell she was getting close, Link pulled away. After standing back up, he lunges forward and pulls Amelia up off the couch and into his arms. He holds a hand around her back to support her and he turns them around and sits down on the couch. Link readjusts Amelia on his lap so her legs were placed on either side of his body as she hovers over his erection. Wasting no time, she begins to sink down, causing them both to moan simultaneously. After taking all of him inside her, Amelia holds still, allowing herself a second to adjust. She leans her head against his, connecting their lips in another passionate kiss. Pulling away, she whispers against his lips, "You feel so good.".
Unable to take it anymore, Link places his hands on her hips and begins guiding her up and down his cock. The pace is slow at first but the desperation quickly takes over as they begin to speed up. Amelia grinds her hips against him as she slides herself up and down his erection, moaning with every movement.
"Fuck." she groans, throwing her head back and arching her back, "I need more. Please."
Making sure to not slip out of her, Link holds Amelia against him as he stands up and flips them over. He gently places her down on the couch, pushing her legs back into her chest so her ass lifts up, deepening the angle for them both. Link begins thrusting again, his pace faster this time. The sound of their skin slapping quickly begins to fill the room. He holds her ankles as he thrusts, keeping the angle just right and allowing him to hit her g-spot the way he knows drives her crazy.
"Oh god, Link." Amelia cries, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure she was feeling, "Harder."
Picking up the momentum to fulfil her request, Link began pounding into her. The two of them were moaning louder now as they near the edge. He pushes her legs back further as she begins arching her back. Reaching a hand between them, his fingers make contact with her sensitive clit, rubbing gentle circles into it.
"Oh, fuck, Amelia." Link groans , feeling his climax building.
Amelia's mouth falls open, the pleasure becoming so overwhelming that her moans become silent. Link continues pounding into her, pulling his full length out before pushing back in whilst simultaneously rubbing circles on her clit.
"Fuck, me too." Link groans as Amelia begins grinding her hips in circles against him. The new sensation accelerating his climax.
"Do you mind if I-?" he asks, not wanting to assume anything, "Do it."
A moment later, Amelia was arching her back and moaning loudly as she came, her body shaking under him. The combination of watching her climax and the feeling of her walls tightening around his cock, sets off Link's own high. He groans loudly as he pushes himself deep inside her one more time before releasing inside her.
A few minutes later, Link had pulled out and joined Amelia on the couch. Her head was resting on his chest as they catch their breath and cool down in comfortable silence. In that moment, it felt like nothing had changed, like none of the bad stuff had happened. In that moment, it felt like them.
"That was maybe a bad idea." Amelia says, chuckling a little as she lifts her head to look up at him, "Maybe."
"But, god, I missed this." Link says softly, smiling at her. Amelia places her head back on his chest quietly,
“You need to stop that right now or i’ll have no choice but to take my pants off.”
“We’re in public.”
“You should’ve thought about that before you did this.”
(smut lol)
Risky
A/N: Thanks for the prompt. Enjoy lol... SMUT WARNING
It was a rare occasion that Amelia and Link shared a day off and today, being one of those days, they had decided to spend the afternoon in one of their favorite parks.
Link had convinced Amelia to take a walk around the nature trail which, he had quickly realised was a mistake when she began complaining 15 minutes in.
After an hour of walking, they came across a nice spot to set up their picnic blanket for a rest. Once they'd eaten the lunch Link had packed for them, the two laid down side by side watching the clouds move across the blue sky. Amelia was slightly turned on her side, her head resting on Link's chest and one leg wrapped over his body.
Unconsciously, she began rubbing her leg up and down his body, her shoeless foot massaging his leg while her thigh created friction against his lower region. She had no idea she was doing anything until she heard him groan while shifting slightly beside her,
"You need to stop that right now or I'll have no choice but to take my pants off." he states in a sultry tone.
Amelia laughs sharply, "Uh Link, we're in public."
"You should've thought about that before you did this." he gestures down his body with his eyes, hers following as she removes her leg from his body and exposes a very obvious bulge in his pants. Amelia smirks, rolling herself over to straddle him. She leans down and connects their lips in a deep kiss. Moments later, she pulls away, maintaining eye contact as she grinds her hips against him. Amelia bites her lip seductively as she feels Link tense under her.
“Amelia, seriously.” Link groans, “I can't take it.”
Amelia giggles and rolls off of him, standing up and holding out her hands to signal for him to get up. The hardness between his legs making it a slower process. By the time he was on his feet, Amelia was skipping away from him teasingly. Link watches her with furrowed brows, “Where are you going?”
“You’ll see.” Amelia smirks, making a ‘come here’ motion with her finger to get him to follow.
Leaving their stuff behind, Link follows Amelia as she walks a few minutes back down the trail. She suddenly stops and waits for Link to catch up, taking hold of his hand and dragging him behind a large tower of rocks, out of the sight of the trail. She pushed him against the rocks and before he could process what she was doing, his pants and boxers had been pulled down his legs and Amelia was kneeling down in front of him. Amelia takes hold of his painfully hard erection causing him to groan before taking him into her mouth. Link throws his head back as he feels her tongue circle his sensitive tip.
“We can't do this here.” he says, swallowing hard as she takes more of him into her mouth before releasing him, “Would you rather put your pants back on?”
“No ones around.” Amelia points out, her hand twisting around the base of his cock, “We’ll be quick.” she winks, standing up straight.
Link grabs her arms, moving her to take his place. She pulls her leggings down, no panties, of course, she hates them. He turns her so she's facing away from him and places her hands on the rocks in front of her. Parting her legs slightly, Link moves behind her. Amelia feels his erection slide between her legs, his tip running through her wet folds. Moments later, he pushes in. Amelia lets out a quiet moan as he doesn't waste any time in thrusting his hips.
"Oh god." Link groans, feeling her walls pulse around his painfully hard cock as he slides in and out of her.
Amelia throws her head back onto his shoulder, slightly arching her back. Link leans further into her, reaching forward and placing his hands on top of hers.
"Harder. Please." Amelia begs as Link pulls her slightly away from the wall and bends her over further. He places one hand on her side below her rib and the other on her ass, guiding her body into and away from him. Amelia squeals as Link begins thrusting into her harder, the sound of their skin slapping starting to become audible. Neither of them seemed to care in that moment that they were in public.
"Amelia," Link groans as he starts to feel himself nearing his finish, "I'm not gonna last much longer."
"Me either." She moans, breathlessly.
Amelia arches her back again, changing the angle slightly and allowing Link to push in deeper. He begins hitting her g-spot with every thrust. He pounds into her, causing her to moan continuously.
"Babe, I'm gonna cum." Link warns, not letting up the speed or power of his thrusts. Amelia throws her head back in pleasure, "Do it."
"I'm so close." she adds. Link picks up his pace one last time to give her as much pleasure as possible before he stills himself deep inside her, spilling himself into her and moaning.
"Oh, Link. Fuck. Fuck." Amelia cries as the feeling of his release inside her, sets off her own orgasm. Her body straightens up against him independently as the pleasure overwhelms her. Link holds his arms around her body as she convulses with every slight movement he makes inside of her.
Minutes pass before they fully come down from their high's and Link slowly pulls out. They pull their clothes back into place quickly before stopping to look at each other. A smirk appears on Link's face causing Amelia to roll her eyes. They both start laughing and Amelia steps towards him, shaking her head. She smacks his arm gently,
A/N: Here’s a random one shot inspired by 9x13 while I'm working on the next chapter of everything’s a mess. I have no idea what this is but... enjoy!
Amelia had spent all morning in the O.R.
After a 5-hour awake craniotomy, Amelia’s feet were throbbing and her ankles swollen. She had made her way up to the attending’s lounge and dropped down onto the couch. She was only just 21 weeks pregnant but she was already feeling it.
Amelia laid down on the couch, resting her feet up on the side. She runs her hands down the centre of her bump over her scrub top before sliding them underneath. She holds her hands on either side of her belly and caresses it with her thumbs softly. The soothing feeling making it almost impossible to keep her eyes open.
Just as she starts to drift off, her eyes fly open suddenly and she gasps loudly into the empty room. Anxiety starts to build in her chest as she slowly sits herself up, her hands still stuck to the sides of her stomach. Amelia swallows hard as she begins to stand up.
“We’re fine, right?” she reassures herself, “That wasn't anything to be worried about, right?” she looks down at where her hands rest on her bump, letting out a shaky breath, “Yeah, we’re okay.”
Amelia walked as quickly as she could with her aching feet through various corridors.
“Hey,” she hears Link’s voice from behind her but she doesn't stop walking, intent on her mission, “There you are!”
She turns her head to smile at him as he catches up to her side, a hand resting on the small of her back. “You alright?” he asks as Amelia doesn't slow down.
“Fine.” she smiles, a hand holding the bottom of her bump, “I need to find Meredith, I'll see you later, okay?”. Amelia suddenly turns a corner and continues walking, leaving Link at a standstill, watching her with furrowed brows. She only gets a few strides down the hall before stopping and swivelling back to face him, “Have you seen her?”
Link laughs and shakes his head, “I have not.”.
He barely got to finished his sentence before Amelia was heading down the hallway once again.
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After 10 more minutes of searching and anxiety building, Amelia finds Meredith sat in front of a computer in a tech room.
“Mer, I need your help.” she sates, a little urgency detectable in her voice. Still, Meredith’s eyes don't budge from the screen, “I’m a little busy, can’t you ask Maggie?
“Maggie’s never been pregnant.” at that, Meredith swivels her chair around to face Amelia as she stood in front of her with her hands wrapped around her growing baby bump, concern and anxiety written all over her face.
Mer puts down her pen and stands up, “What’s going on?”
“I don't know.” Amelia sits down on the couch behind her, shaking her head, “I just keep getting this weird feeling in my lower stomach. I don't even know how to describe it but I'm a little concerned that with my luck it'll be early labor or something and I really just need you to-”
“Amelia.” Meredith cuts her off, “Stop talking and breathe.”
Amelia takes a deep breath as Mer sits on the couch beside her. She nods down at her sisters stomach, signalling for her to move her hands away. Amelia pulls her scrub top up to expose her bump. Meredith reaches across and rests her hands over Amelia’s belly.
“There!” Amelia announces after a few moments pass, “That’s what I’m talking about! Something’s wrong, right? That cannot be normal.”
Meredith laughs, moving her hands slightly as she looks up at Amelia, “I had this exact conversation with Bailey when I was pregnant.”. Amelia furrows her eyebrows in confusion as she waits for Meredith to continue.
“It’s a kick, Amelia.” Meredith smiles, removing her hands to take hold of her sisters and places them on her bump, “Nothing is wrong with your baby.”
“It’s a kick?” Amelia asks, wanting confirmation as a smile threatens to appear on her face, “Yep, your baby’s kicking.”
Amelia moves her hands around her belly, tears beginning to form in her eyes at the revelation, a revelation that further confirms her baby's health. She smiles and looks up at Mer, feeling another small kick right under her hand causing her to laugh, “He can kick.”
“Yep and that's good. Healthy.” Meredith smiles, rubbing Amelia’s shoulder as she stands up and moves back to the desk chair. Amelia pulls her shirt down and smooths over it with both hands, “I still can't process that.”
Meredith laughs, “I mean, I can do an ultrasound for you if you want but-”
Amelia stands up, adjusting her scrubs and shaking her head with a giggle, “I’ve got to find Link. I was freaking out trying to find you and kind of blew him off.”
Meredith nods and turns her chair back to face the computer as Amelia walks towards the door, grabbing hold of the handle before pausing. She turns back to face her sister again, “Hey, Mer?”. Meredith turns her head to look at Amelia, finding her smiling softly at her, “Thank you.” she whispers before leaving the room.
For the rest of the day, every time her baby kicked, a new overwhelming feeling of love and gratitude ran through Amelia’s body. It was everything to her.
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A/N: Here's the next chapter and this one is based around this prompt - "can we have a chapter in everything’s a mess where Amelia has morning sickness and Link is there for her? wished we got to see more of the caring side of link during Amelia’s pregnancy in the show". It’s just a short chapter but hope you enjoy!
"Amelia!" Link calls her name as he walks through the door with Scout on his hip, "We're home!".
He drops his bag next to the now closed door and carefully leans down to release Scout from his arms, allowing him to waddle off towards his toys. Link realizes as he begins pulling his shoes off that he hasn't heard anything yet, no noise from the bedroom and no reply from Amelia.
"Amelia?" he calls her name again, placing his shoes on the rack before beginning to walk towards the bedroom.
He starts to push open the door, quietly now, figuring she may just be asleep. "Hey, are you-" his whispers stop mid-sentence when he realizes that Amelia is not in bed where he left her that morning and also, not anywhere else in the bedroom.
Immediately spinning around to walk back out of the room, Link calls her name again. He stops in the hallway to listen out for any sign of her whereabouts, "Amelia?".
A few seconds pass before he hears a muffled sound coming from the bathroom down the hall. Quickly making his way there, Link pushes open the unlocked door to find Amelia hunched over the toilet, retching into the bowl.
"Oh god," Link walks straight to her side, pulling back her hair and beginning to rub circles on her back, "What happened?".
The only reply he received for the next few moments was the continued sound of Amelia's puking. When she was done, he flushed the toilet and handed her some paper towels as she sat back against the cold tiled wall. She groaned and used the tissues to wipe her mouth and pat the sweat from her forehead before looking up at Link. When she did, she found him scanning her face with concern written all over his.
"Are you okay?" he asks, sitting across from her on the edge of the bathtub, "I thought you said the morning sickness was fading."
"Yeah, well," Amelia rolls her eyes, "Apparently I was wrong."
Link looked at her with his brows furrowed. Amelia sighs, "I pushed myself to try and eat more than just toast when I started feeling nauseous and clearly, it backfired."
"Can I get you anything?" he asked with a sympathetic smile, watching the way she was holding her stomach with one hand and the tissue against her mouth with the other. She barely had time to shake her head before she felt the bile rise up her throat again. Amelia quickly pulled herself back onto her knees and threw her head over the toilet once more. Link jumped up right after her, pulling her hair out of her face just in time.
"It's okay," he reassures, running his hand up and down her spine comfortingly, "You're okay. I’ve got you. You’re okay."
Once she felt like she was done for good, Link offered Amelia a hand. He helped her to stand up, holding onto both her elbows, giving her a moment to steady herself before holding an arm around her waist to help her back to bed. Once she was settled, Link left the room to grab her a glass of water. When he returned, he set the glass down and sat on the edge of the bed beside Amelia, giving her a weak smile.
"You alright?" she nods, not totally convincing him, "I think so, thanks."
The two sit in silence for a few moments as Amelia sips her water. Link gives her knee a reassuring squeeze, "Has it uhm, been like this most of the time so far?".
Amelia swallows hard after clearing her throat, "Pretty much."
Link pouts, “You’re 12 weeks now, right, so hopefully it'll really stop soon.”
"I've been way more sick this time than I was with Scout. So, dealing with that on top of work and looking after him and you know, you and me stuff..." she pauses, pulling her gaze away from Link, "It's not really a surprise that I ended up getting sick."
Link nods, offering her a sympathetic look, "You didn't have to go through it alone, you know. If you had told me I could've-"
"Link. We've been through this." Amelia sighs, "I needed time."
"I'm just saying, if I had known then I could've been there to help you out and maybe things would have been different and you wouldn't have ended up in the hospital for 3 days."
Amelia leans her head back against the headboard, "I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to face any of this. But, you know now and that's the main thing so can we please drop it."
Link pulls his hand away from her knee, his brows furrowing as the room falls into an awkward silence. He sighs, not feeling like getting into an argument over this. He stands up, "Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm fine." Amelia replies. There's that word again, he thinks. She places her glass back on the nightstand, "Can you bring Scout in, please? I haven't seen him all day."
A/N: Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy, it’s not great haha sorry!
After 3 day's of monitoring, ultrasounds and IV antibiotics, Amelia had finally been discharged.
Throughout her stay, many of her co-workers had passed by to check in on her after hearing she'd been admitted. She had made sure that as far as everyone knew, the only thing going on with her was the kidney infection. Amelia had sworn Carina and Teddy to secrecy over the pregnancy news to avoid it getting out before she was ready to tell people.
Link had spent the majority of time looking after Scout back at the apartment. He came and checked in on her at every chance he got, always bringing their son with him in an attempt to avoid any awkward silences.
"Good to be home?" Link asks as he walks through the apartment door behind Amelia, placing her bag down.
Amelia gives him a weak smile as she holds a sleepy Scout on her hip, his head resting on her shoulder, "Mhm."
Link disappears with her bag into the bedroom while Amelia stands still, looking around at the place she'd once felt happiest in. Scout begins to stir against her, pulling her from her thoughts just as Link comes back into the living room. He walks towards her with his arms held out, ready to take their son from her.
"I'm going to put him down. You go and get yourself comfortable in bed." Link says, moving off to the nursery before Amelia could say anything.
Still feeling run down, Amelia didn't feel like arguing and so made her way into the bedroom. She changed out of the sweats she'd been wearing for the last couple of days and into a fresh pair of pyjamas, pausing in front of the mirror after pulling her shirt over her head. She looks down at her abdomen, running a gentle hand across the bottom of it. Her thumb strokes the now more noticeable curve of her stomach softly, a small smile involuntarily appearing on her face. It made sense that she was already beginning to show, it was her third pregnancy but, she hadn't noticed the little bump until now.
“Are you okay?” Amelia jumps as she hears Link’s voice, not expecting him to be there. She pulls her shirt down and turns to face where he was stood in the doorway, “Fine.”.
His eyes glance at where her hand was splayed out over her stomach, causing the corners of his mouth to turn up slightly. Amelia silently pulled back the comforter and slipped into bed, adjusting the pillows so they'd support her back as she sat up. She watched as Link walked towards her and placed a glass of water on the nightstand beside her before cautiously perching on the bed by her feet.
“I’m going to stay here until you’re fully recovered. I’ll sleep on the couch but I want to be here to help with Scout, you need to rest.” he insists, watching as Amelia starts to shake her head softly, “No, Link, you really don't need to do that, I’ll be fine.”
“And that’s what you told me before you ended up in the ER so, I'm staying.”
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The next morning, Amelia was woken by Link softly whispering her name.
As she slowly opened her eyes, allowing them to adjust to the light shining through the curtains, she checked the time.
10:23 a.m.
Panic set in as she realised she’d slept in a lot later than she typically would. She slightly pulled herself up towards the headboard, not quite sitting up but making sure she was no longer horizontal.
“Hey,” Link smiled at her from where he was stood beside the bed, “Sorry, I wasn't going to wake you yet but I have to go to work, I didn't want you to wake up to an empty house.”
Link could see the disorientation she was feeling, it was written all over her face. He carefully lowered himself down onto the bed beside her.
“Scout’s dressed and has eaten, don't worry.” Amelia’s posture relaxes slightly upon hearing their son was okay, “I’m going to take him to daycare so you can have the day to just rest.”
Link points to the tray that’s placed on the other side of her body, “I brought you some toast and some tea, you need to make sure you eat something.”.
Amelia looks over at the tray, clearing her throat as she does. When she turns her attention back to Link, she finds his eyes scanning her face, “You feel sick?”
“No,” Amelia shakes her head, giving him a small smile, “No, I think that’s starting to pass now which is good.”.
Link nods and Amelia finds an expression on his face that she can't quite work out. She realizes that they really haven't talked much about this pregnancy or where they stand in terms of their relationship so, he doesn't have much of an idea about what’s been going on. She could tell that he’s been dying to have that conversation but she knew she didn't have the energy yet. She needed more time to process all of this. Amelia slightly scoots back down into the bed a little, “You should get going. You don't want to be late.”.
A silence falls across the bedroom. Link looks up at her, meeting her eyes. They keep eye contact as they continue to say nothing. A comforting smile appears on Link’s face, igniting that feeling in her stomach; the one she got the very first time he smiled at her, the one that never went away. Amelia softly smiles back at him and in that moment, it felt normal.
It felt like none of the bad had ever happened.
It felt like them.
Without thinking about it, Link reaches his hand over and places it on her stomach gently, still not breaking eye contact as his thumb strokes across the slight curve. After Amelia moves her eyes away from his to looks down, Link realizes what he was doing and pulls his hand away, not wanting to push any boundaries, “Sorry.”.
“It’s fine, Link.” Amelia reassures, “It’s your baby too.”.
Link clears his throat, standing up again quickly, the moment suddenly disintegrating. Amelia drops her head to look at where her fingers were fumbling nervously with the hem of her shirt. His voice pulled her attention back again, “Water, tea, toast.” he says, pointing to each of items, “Please eat, rest and keep hydrated. I’ve got Scout so you don't need to worry. You can call me if you need anything.”
Amelia nods as she watches him walk towards the door, leaving with a questionable smile before she could say anything more. She hears Scout giggle seconds before the apartment door closes, leaving her alone.
She sighs, head tilting down to her stomach as she whispers, “We’ll be fine.”.
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hey! can you please write something with amelink doing in the shower? we're probably not going to see a scene like that , so...(smut)
Shower
A/N: Thank you for the prompt! Haven't written smut in a minute because it's not my favorite haha but half my inbox contains it so here is one!
Smut warning.
Amelia rolled over as she woke, immediately turning away from the bright light coming through the closed shutters to face Link. She found that he was already awake and watching her with a soft smile.
"Hey." his voice was gentle and his hand slowly slid across her hip.
"Why are you awake already? And why are you watching me sleep?" Amelia laughed as her boyfriend pouts, "You just looked cute. I haven't been awake much longer than you have."
Link carefully pulls her closer; his arm wraps around her waist and a hand runs down her spine as he places a kiss on her lips. It was soft at first but as she rolls herself over so she's on top of him, the kiss deepens. Amelia's legs rest on either side of his body. Link's hands rest on her waist, holding her against him. Just as the kiss begins to heat up and they begin battling for dominance, Amelia moves off of him. She rolls across her side of the bed and swings her legs off the edge, steadying herself as she stands up.
"Where are you going?" Link asks, his whiney tone amusing Amelia.
"I need to shower." she laughs, throwing the shirt she had worn to bed into the laundry basket as she walked towards the door, leaving her naked, "We have work."
Before Link could protest her leaving, Amelia walked out of their room. Seconds later, her head appeared in the doorway once again, this time with a smirk plastered on her face, "Well, are you coming?"
Link didn't need to be asked twice.
He threw the blanket off of his body and immediately ran after her, not even giving himself time to adjust to the sudden change in stance. By the time he had made his way into the bathroom, Amelia was already in the shower. He stood and admired her for a moment before the tightening in his boxers brought him back to reality. Link quickly stripped himself of his underwear, tossing it behind him and allowing his erection to spring free before joining her.
Amelia felt Link climb in behind her, his body immediately pressing up against her back, feeling his hardness against her ass. She wasn't prepared to give in that easily. Link stayed put as Amelia grabbed the shower gel and began massaging it over her torso. She turned to face her boyfriend, making eye contact as she seductively run her hands up her chest and across her breasts. She rolled her nipples in-between her fingers and smirked as she heard Link groan.
Moments later, before she could do anything to stop him, Link had grabbed her waist and spun her around as he pulled her naked body against his. He began kissing her neck as the water continued falling onto them. Amelia's head tilted as she released a quiet moan, feeling his hands begin to slide across her body. His fingertips run up either side of her body, starting on her thighs and slowly moving up until his hands rest over her breasts. He gently kneads them, circling her nipples with his fingers teasingly causing her breathing to become heavy. One of his hands begin travelling down her body as he continues kissing her sweet spot. Amelia moans quietly as she feels his fingers make contact with her clit. He begins rubbing slow circles over it but, it's not enough for her.
"Link, please." she begs, needing more.
Her tone only causes Link's erection to harden further and he didn't need much convincing.
Placing a hand on her waist, Link spins her back around to face him once more before lifting her up. He hooks her thighs over his arms to hold her up as he presses her back against the cold shower tiles. He pushes her legs apart, exposing her to him fully. He presses her body against hers as he connects their lips in a passionate kiss. He wastes no time in lining himself up at her entrance, rubbing his tip through her wet folds before pushing in.
They moan simultaneously at the contact. Knowing they don't have much time, Link doesn't give her any time to adjust before beginning to thrust. He starts off slow, wanting the moment to last.
"Faster." Amelia moans, frustrated, "Oh, fuck."
Link doesn't pick up the pace of his thrusts, "Patience, love."
He continues his movements, keeping a steady rhythm. He pushes her legs up a little more to allow him to push deeper. Amelia moans loudly as he suddenly begins pounding into her. Her back arches against the shower wall and her head drops in pleasure.
"Oh. My. God." she squeals as Link never lets up his pace.
The sound of their moans and skin slapping together is no longer being drowned out by the shower.
Feeling his own climax nearing, Link pulls out and carefully drops Amelia. He turns her around and runs his hand up her back to bend her over. She places both her hands against the wall to keep her steady as Link pushes himself back in and immediately begins thrusting at a faster pace than before. Amelia almost lets out a scream at the sudden change but as Link continues pounding into her, her breath gets caught in her throat, stopping the noise from coming out.
As he continues thrusting, Link snakes one hand around Amelia's front and up towards her breast. He grabs her right boob causing her to moan. Amelia begins to get louder as she gets closer to her edge.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Amelia drops her head, "I need to cum. Please."
Link slows his thrusts teasingly, moaning with her, "Not yet.".
He continues his slow movements as he lets go of her breast and reaches up to take hold of the shower head. He suddenly brings it down and holds it against where their two bodies meet. Amelia squeals as the pressure of the water stream hits on her sensitive clit, bringing her closer to the orgasm she was already on the verge of. Link feels her beginning to tighten around him and groans, repeatedly reminding her to hold it. Her moans become louder and more like whines as the pleasure begins to overwhelm her.
"Link. I can't-" she cries, unsure of how much longer she can hold on.
The combination of Amelia's moans, the water against them and the feeling of her warm walls pulsing around his length pushes Link closer to his own orgasm. He suddenly starts thrusting faster once more and begins moving the shower head in circles, shifting the water stream around her clit.
"I want you to cum for me, love." he instructs, "Let go for me."
With one final powerful thrust, Amelia was screaming his name as her body convulsed around him, her orgasm hitting her hard and fast. Her walls tightening around him set off Link's own release. He groaned loudly, resting his head on her shoulder as he emptied himself inside her. Her body continued shaking against him as she came down from her intense high. Link pulled the shower head away and pulled out slowly as Amelia fell into the wall, using it to hold herself up.
"Holy shit." she says, still trying to catch her breath. Link laughs, leaning his back against the cold wall next to Amelia, "I know."
The couple stay in that same position, limply resting against the shower wall for the next few minutes in attempt to gain their breath back. Amelia turns to face Link, a tired but satisfied smile plastered on her face as she leans in to place a quick kiss on his lips,
"Alright, we actually need to shower now or we're going to be late for work and Bailey will kill us.".
A/N: Let me know what you’d like to see included in this story!
A few hours had passed.
Amelia had been admitted into her own room for monitoring since she was showing signs of dehydration, in addition to the kidney infection. They had started her on IV antibiotics and fluids after confirming her diagnosis.
Link was sat in the chair beside her bed, having not left her side the whole time. He’d barely said a word but, he hadn't left her side.
Amelia had spent the better part of the last two hours sleeping, now that her pain was beginning to subside. She also knew Link would want to talk about the pregnancy if she was awake but, she just needed a minute to process her new thoughts and feelings.
Unfortunately, her nap came to an end when Carina walked through the door, ultrasound machine in tow.
“Sorry, I can come back if you want?” she asked quietly, realising she’d just woken the neurosurgeon up, “No, you’re fine.”
Carina moved to the side of Amelia’s bed, offering her a smile, “I just wanted to do a more in depth ultrasound, if that’s okay?”. Amelia nods reluctantly, making sure to not look in Link’s direction as she carefully rolls the hospital gown up to expose her pale stomach.
Amelia shivers as Carina squeezes the cold gel onto her skin and places the probe over it. The OB’s attention turns to the screen as she moves the instrument around Amelia’s stomach, causing her to wince as Carina presses the probe into a tender spot.
“Okay so, it seems like you’re about 11 weeks and 3 days pregnant.” Carina smiles, “Fetal development looks good and right where it should be for this point.”
She presses a key on the monitor and the sound of a heartbeat fills the previously silent room. Amelia senses Link’s eyes on her but, keeps her focus on the screen as a familiar feeling rises in her chest and her vision blurs a little.
“Heartbeat sounds good, too.” Carina announces, removing the probe from Amelia’s stomach and gently wiping the gel from it. Amelia quickly rolls the hospital gown back down and watches as Carina places a ultrasound print down on the table next to her before leaving the room with a smile.
The room descends into silence once again. Amelia lays her head back into the pillow, her hands interlocked over her stomach as she tries to not let her emotions and hormones overtake her. She heard Link’s breath change and she knew what was coming.
“So.” he starts, breaking the silence, “Are we going to talk about this or keep avoiding it forever?”
Amelia rolls her eyes and reluctantly tilts her head to look at him, waiting for him to continue but, he doesn't, not right away. Another minute passes before the silence is broken again.
“Are you keeping it?” Link asks, pretty bluntly as if he’s been waiting to ask it all night. Amelia doesn't say anything, a little stunned by the sudden question.
“Amelia?” he speaks again, trying to pull her attention back, “Are you keeping the pregnancy?”
“Link I-”
“So, that’s a no then?” he asks, leaning forward in his chair.
Amelia sighs heavily, pressing the button to sit the hospital bed up slightly before looking at him once more, ready to get this conversation over with, “When I found out, I immediately knew I couldn't keep it. I just didn't think I had it in me to bring another child into this world. So, I made an appointment and I was gonna tell you before it.” Amelia starts. Links eyebrows raise and his mouth opens ready to speak, “But, then uhm, last night; I was cuddling in bed with Scout before bedtime, he’d been really clingy the last couple days and he was snuggled into me. He suddenly starting talking about having a baby. It threw me off because, obviously, I hadn't told him but it was almost like he knew? Which sounds crazy but apparently, kids can sense that kind of stuff... Anyway, I saw the look on his face and it was just pure joy. It did make me think and I wasn't so sure about my decision anymore.”
“Then when I woke up to all that pain in my stomach and my immediate thought was that I was-” Amelia sniffles, the overwhelming hormones beginning to get to her, “I thought that I was losing the baby and suddenly, I wasn't the one making the decision anymore. It felt out of my control and it scared me, a lot. Once I knew I wasn't miscarrying... All I've been able to think about for the last few hours is almost having that decision taken away from me and now, I think- I think I might want to do this.”
Amelia scans Link’s face, waiting for some kind of reaction but can't seem to read his expression.
“I know it’s going to be hard but, there's enough support around me that I think I can do this.” she wipes a stray tear from her cheek, running her other hand across her stomach instinctively.
Link gives her a small smile, pulling his chair closer to the side of the bed, “Amelia, you know I'm going to be right here. Whatever I can do to help, I’ll do it. We can do this, together.”
Amelia looks back at him as he reaches across to take hold of her free hand before continuing, “We can work through this. I know I messed up when I stopped checking in while you were going through something, I’m sorry I wasn't giving you the support you needed. I can be better. I want us to work through this.”
Amelia looks down at their hands and sighs, slowly pulling hers back and placing it on top of her other. She swallows hard, looking back at him as his face drops, “You don't need to do that, Link.”
Link gives her a questioning look, unsure what she was trying to say.
“I don't want you to come back to me just because I’m pregnant. You left for a reason. You left because we didn't want the same things. I still don't want to get married, that hasn't changed. If we’re going to work, I want us to work because we want to be together not because I’m pregnant and you think it’s the right thing to do.”
“Amelia, that’s not-” Link defends quickly before Amelia cuts him off.
“It’s just... I know you’ve always said that you wouldn't want to put your kid through what you went through with your parents so, right now in the back of my mind, I can't help but consider that you only want to try because...” Amelia’s voice trails off as she sees the look on Link’s face, “I’m only bringing it up because last time; you were the one holding my hair back while I was throwing up everyday, you were the one experiencing the first kicks with me, you were the one I got to share all the excitement with and then just like that, you weren't sure if you wanted to be with me anymore if the baby hadn't been yours. So, I can't help but be a little wary, Link and I’m sorry if that upsets you but I’m just trying to protect myself.”
Amelia watches as Link looks down at his hands, fiddling with his fingers and bites her lip, feeling a little bad.
“I mean, come on; hasn't the thought ever crossed your mind?” Amelia looks down at her hands where they rest on her stomach, “Would we have even continued a relationship if I hadn't gotten pregnant with Scout?”
“Yes, Amelia.” Link says without a second of thought, “Because I fell in love with you long before we knew you were pregnant. I wanted you. Baby or no baby.”.
The room falls into silence once again. They both keep their eyes focused on their own hands, secretly willing the other to say something. Amelia sighs, “Look, I know I hurt you and I am sorry. But, right now I need to focus on staying sober and healthy. I need to focus on myself and Scout and this baby. So, I don't want to rush into anything. I think we just need to take everyday as it comes and work on things slowly.”
Link clears his throat, looking up and giving her a weak smile, “If that’s what you want.”
With that, the room descends into silence once more.
Can you write about being the anniversary of Derek’s dead so Amelia is Sad and link is there for her ???
Missing Him
A/N: Thank you for the prompt! Sorry it's short but hope you enjoy!
Six years.
She'd lost him six years ago and yet; this day never gets easier.
Amelia hadn't slept much last night. She never does when his anniversary rolls around. The sun was just beginning to rise as she carefully slides herself out of bed, making sure not to wake Link.
After checking on Scout to see that he was still asleep and making herself a coffee, Amelia made her way outside. She sat down on the porch, not really caring that it was a little wet from last night's rain shower. She sat and watched as the sun rose, listening to the birds chirp in the distance, while thoughts of her brother flooded her mind.
Amelia had no idea how long she'd been sat on the porch for, but she was suddenly being pulled from her thoughts by a gentle hand coming to rest on her shoulder.
"Amelia?" Link's soft voice makes her jump a little, "Oh, sorry. Are you okay?"
She turns around to see him standing behind her with Scout fussing in his arms. Amelia nods, "Fine.".
"There's no bottles in the fridge and I tried to give him his oatmeal instead but he wasn't having it, he just kept saying 'boob'." Link laughs. Amelia gives him a small smile as she begins to stand up. Link offers her a hand, which she accepts, helping her to get up from the porch step. He takes her coffee cup while she reaches out to take Scout from him. The baby immediately rests his head in the crook of her neck as she rubs his back gently and places a kiss on his head, "Good morning, my love.".
She figured it was a little too cold outside at the moment for Scout so, makes her way into the living room. As Link disappears into the kitchen, Amelia settles into the couch. She leans back and moves Scout onto her lap before adjusting her shirt to allow him to start eating. As he does, Amelia stares down at him with a soft smile. She runs a gentle finger across his cheek, rocking him slightly.
"Amelia?" she feels the couch go down beside her, "Ames?"
She lifts her eyes from the 12-month-old in her arms and looks over at Link, who was watching her with a concerned expression, "Are you okay?"
"Mhm, why?" Amelia says, reverting her eyes back down to Scout, "You're... crying."
Amelia lifts a hand to her face, wiping the tears she didn't realise were falling from her cheeks, "Oh." she laughs, "I'm fine."
"Babe, what's going on?" Link asks, softly as he scoots closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, "You know you can talk to me about anything."
Amelia runs her fingers through her son's hair as she sighs, "It's Derek's anniversary. Six years."
"Oh, Amelia." Link rubs her arm comfortingly, pressing a kiss onto her head, "I didn't realise the date, I'm sorry."
"Is there anything I can do? Do you want me to take Scout for the day so you can do whatever you need to do?" Amelia shakes her head, pulling up her shirt as Scout finishes eating, "It's okay. I want to keep him close today."
Link nods with a soft smile, watching as Amelia sits Scout up and holds him against her chest. Her hands rub his back and her chin rests on his head as she rocks gently side to side.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Link asks, knowing that talking about her feelings is the thing that tends to help his girlfriend feel better.
Amelia sighs, wiping another stray tear from her face. She continues holding Scout against her chest as she looks at Link, "I think it's just hitting me harder this year. I mean, I always miss him, he was my favorite person, he practically raised me but this year... I don't know, I think having Scout is just making me feel it more. I always imagined Derek getting to meet my kids, playing with them and watching me become a Mom. I just wish he was here to meet Scout. And you, he would've loved you. He would've put you to the test but, he would have loved you."
Link pulls her closer, "I wish I could've met him, too. He sounds like a great guy."
"He was." she smiles, "All I ever wanted was to make him proud and right now, I have everything I ever wanted and I wish more than anything that he was here to see it." Amelia wipes her tears once more, giving Link a smile.
"Oh, Ames, I know he's proud of you!" Link tells her, "You're doing an incredible job. You're the best Mom, Amelia and Derek would be so proud of you. And, for everything else you've achieved."
"You think so?" Amelia sniffles, "I know so."
The two fall into a comfortable silence. Amelia rests her head on Link's shoulder as they watch their son sleeping on her chest. Link presses a kiss on her forehead and holds a hand over hers on Scout's back, "Do you maybe want to go to his grave? We could take Scout to visit his uncle for the first time?"
Amelia shakes her head softly, sniffling, "No, I don't think I can handle that today.".
"What can I do?" Link asks, wanting to do whatever he can to take away her pain, "Can we just lay here? Maybe I can tell you more about him."
"Of course, I'd like that. Whatever you need, I've got you, okay?"
A/N: This is kind of short and as always, idk if this story is even good or interesting. But, hope you enjoy! I’ll try and have a one shot up soon too.
“Amelia?”.
Shit.
He was walking towards her. Quickly.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice was not soft and concerned the way it used to be but instead, carried an almost accusatory tone, “Why are you in the gown? Where’s Scout?”.
Amelia groaned, not in the mood to have this conversation with him right now, “Scout’s fine. He’s at home with Maggie.”.
“And you?” Link raises his eyebrows as he moves to the side of her hospital bed, “I told you that you weren't taking care of yourself, Amelia, and now you're in the ER-”
“Alright, Link.” Amelia rolls her eyes, “Spare me the lecture.”.
“No, Amelia.” Link cuts her off, “I won't spare you the lecture. Us not being together doesn't mean I stop caring about you. We have a son together, Amelia and he needs his Mom. He needs you to be well and to be taking care of yourself and if you're in the ER right now, that’s clearly not happening. What the hell is going on?”
“Link, please.” Amelia slowly puts her head back on the pillow as the pain increases again. She presses a hand into her side, subtly, as she tries to not think about the fact she could be losing another baby. She feels Link’s eyes on her as he waits for her to give an explanation, “Amelia?”.
Amelia groans again, partly due to the shooting pain in her side and partly because this conversation was just adding to it, “I’m fine. You should get home.”
“You’re in the ER, you're not fine.” Link says sternly, gesturing to her as she lay in the hospital bed.
Silence falls over them as Link waits for an answer and Amelia tries to hold back her nausea while attempting to figure out her next move.
“Okay, Amelia! Let’s get you checked out!” Carina chirps as she pulls back the curtain to Amelia’s trauma bay, startling the two of them.
Link’s eyes follow the OB as she walks to Amelia’s side, pulling the ultrasound machine from the corner towards her. His eyes divert back to Amelia, eyebrows raised as he points to the other woman, “Why’s Carina here?”
Amelia throws her head back once more, making eye contact with Carina before releasing a breath she didn't realise she was holding and lifting her head to look at Link. He was still staring at her with confusion written all over his face, “Are you... Are you pregnant?”.
Carina clears her throat and turns on her heels, “I’ll give you two a minute.”.
Link’s eyes follow her as she leaves the bay. As soon as the curtain were closed again, he sharply turns back to face Amelia. She presses her hand into her abdomen again as another pain shot through it.
“So...” Link breaks the silence, “Are you pregnant?”
“Yes.”
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“Well, the baby looks to be fine. But, it does look like you may have a kidney infection which would explain the pain and vomiting.” Carina explains as she wipes the excess gel from the ultrasound probe, “We’ll get you admitted while we run the labs to confirm the infection.”
Carina offers Amelia a smile before walking away, leaving the two in silence. Amelia pulls the hospital gown back down, interlocking her fingers and resting her hands over her stomach.
“So, what?” Link breaks the silence, standing up from the chair beside her bed, “You just weren't going to tell me? You came in here thinking you were- and you didn't think I should know?”
“Can we not do this now, please.” Amelia says, looking up at the ceiling, “I don't know if you’ve noticed but I'm not feeling too great.”
“We need to have this conversation, Amelia.” Link crosses his arms against his chest, “And we will, Link. Just not right this second.”
“Now,” Amelia lifts her head to look at him, “If you want to go, then that’s fine, you can pick up Scout from Maggie on the way or stay at the apartment, I don't care, whatever you want.”
Amelia swallows hard as she watches Link take a seat again, beginning to open his mouth to protest. She cuts him off before he could, “If you’re staying then be helpful and pass me a bedpan because I am definitely going to puke again.”
Link clears his throat, standing up and picking up a pan from the table. He hands it to her before reclaiming his seat. His elbows sit on his knees as he puts his head in his hands, rubbing his forehead as they sit in silence. Before anything else could be said, a nurse was pulling back the curtain, ready to start Amelia’s admission process. Link stands up, moving to the other side of the bed to pick up her things to go with her,
A/N: Here’s chapter 3... Hope you enjoy! Not exactly sure how old Scout is so for the purpose of the fic... he’s old enough to have some speech ability. This was kinda rushed so sorry if it sucks! I’ll try and post more this week while I have some time.
It was Amelia’s favorite time of day.
She and Scout had their pyjamas on and were cuddled up in the bed she once shared with Link.
Amelia was laying on her back having just finished reading Scout his bedtime story while he was snuggled into her side, resting his head on her chest. Amelia was running her fingers through her son’s hair softly as they lay in a comforting silence.
“Mama.” Scout says quietly, breaking the silence and grabbing Amelia’s attention, “Yes, baby?”
“I have baby, Mama?” Amelia’s eyes widen, completely caught off guard by the comment.
“No, angel, you don't have a baby.” Amelia confirms, causing the boy to wriggle out of her arms in order to sit up and face her, “I do, Mommy!”
If she was being honest, the conversation was starting to freak her out a little, immediately assuming Scout had an imaginary friend so, Amelia was ready to end it. However, when she saw the look on Scout’s face, she couldn't help but want to push for more.
“Do you want a baby? To play with?” Amelia asks, curiously pushing herself to more of a sitting position.
“Yes, Mommy.” Scout says clearly, “Can't play yet.”
“Oh, why’s that?” Amelia gently pulls her son closer, moving his hair out of his face, “Not here.”
Something about the way he said it caused chills to go up Amelia’s spine. There’s no way he could possibly know. No way.
“Where’s the baby then?” Amelia asks slowly, “Not here, Mama!”
“Gonna play trains!” Scout announces happily, bouncing excitedly on the bed beside Amelia.
“Okaaaaay, time for bed.” she says, needing this conversation to end. Amelia gets up off the bed before turning back to lift Scout into her arms. He sleepily rests his head on her shoulder and she walks towards the nursery. Amelia carefully lowers the boy into his crib, laying him down before pulling his blanket over him. She kisses his head a few times as she says goodnight and tells him that she loves him. Scout’s eyes are immediately beginning to close as Amelia walks towards the door. She stops in her place and turns her head back as she hears his sweet little voice beginning to mumble once more.
“I love my baby.”.
There’s no way he knows.
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Amelia hadn't slept much that night.
She’d spent most of it sat up in bed, googling if it was at all possible for small humans to have some kind of intuition when it comes to knowing that their Mother is pregnant without being told.
She had fallen asleep not long after finding out that it was entirely possible for toddlers to sense changes when their Mom is pregnant. Her dreams were occupied with images of her son happily playing with a smaller child, one she couldn't quite make out. Even in her sleep, the whole scenario freaked her out.
Her dreams were cut short when she was woken up by a sharp pain.
5:13 a.m.
A sharp pain.
In her abdomen.
Quickly coming around from her sleepy state, Amelia kept telling herself not to freak out. It was fine. She was fine.
Then came the nausea.
She weakly pulled herself out of bed as she felt the bile rise. She moved as quickly as she could to the bathroom, being careful not to wake Scout. She fell to her knees and threw her head over the toilet.
When she was finished, Amelia fell back against the cold tile wall. The pain in her abdomen was now shooting and spreading to her side. She knew she had to get checked out. The thought suddenly terrified her. Sure, she wasn't planning to keep this baby but, that was her choice.
But if she was losing it...
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Only 30 minutes later, Amelia was walking through the ER doors.
She had called Maggie to come and watch Scout. Of course, that meant telling her what was going on which had resulted in many questions and many feelings. Maggie had insisted on driving her to the hospital but Amelia, not wanting to mess with Scout’s schedule, had declined and driven herself while Maggie stayed at the apartment.
Amelia walked slowly into the ER, clutching her stomach with one hand. She knew Link wasn't here. Today was his day off, thank god.
As she shuffled in, Teddy spotted her.
“Amelia?” she walked over, concern on her face as she wrapped an arm around her back for support, “What’s wrong?”
Before she could answer, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen and caused her to double over and cry out weakly. “Okay, let’s get you checked out.” Teddy suggested, helping Amelia walk over to one of the trauma bays. Amelia slid herself onto the bed, turning her body round slowly before reclining herself. She didn't say anything. Partly because she was trying to hold off the nausea and partly because she had zoned out. It wasn't until Amelia felt Teddy lift up her shirt, ready to examine her, that she snapped back into reality.
“I’m pregnant.” Amelia whispered, holding a hand over her stomach to stop Teddy continuing.
Teddy’s eyes widened as she glanced down at Amelia’s abdomen before studying her expression and giving her a concerned smile, “I’ll page Carina.”.
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10 minutes had passed since Teddy left her side. Amelia had changed into a gown and was laid on the bed in her trauma bay.
The pain in her abdomen was still getting worse.
She hadn't checked if she was bleeding. Honestly, she was too scared to know.
Instead she lay in the bed, lost in her own thoughts as she waits for Carina. Many different scenarios were running through her mind. Most of them were terrifying her. It wasn't long before she was pulled from her thoughts by her nausea. Although it caused her pain, Amelia sat up sharply and grabbed a bed pan from the table beside her, bringing it up to her face just in time.
The fact the curtain was open and everyone in the ER, including her colleagues, could glance in at any moment and witness the state she was in was the last thing on her mind in that moment.
However, she was soon cursing herself for not getting up and closing it when the thought had first crossed her mind minutes earlier.
Because, as she lifted her head from the bed pan, her eyes make contact with the one person she did not want to see.
Link’s eyebrows furrowed as he stared into the trauma room,
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A/N: I don't know if this story is any good tbh but... Here’s chapter 2 anyway, just a short one!
The past week had been the most difficult so far.
Scout had been teething again which meant he was constantly upset and uncomfortable and completely attached to Amelia’s side.
On top of that, this pregnancy seemed to be hitting her way harder than her previous ones. Still a week away from her appointment, Amelia had found herself feeling worse than she had in a long time.
She’d spent the majority of the last few days with her head over the toilet. The nights were a constant cycle of Scout screaming because his mouth hurt and her being unable to sleep because of the nausea.
It was Friday which meant she would be handing Scout off to Link for the weekend. And for that to happen, she’d have to see Link.
She wasn't ready to tell him. Not today.
It was Amelia’s day off but, since Link was working, they had agreed that she would bring Scout to the hospital for the hand off.
“He’s been teething pretty badly this week so I put some medicine and his teething toys in the bag.” Amelia says, running her fingers through the baby’s hair as he sits on her hip.
Link nods along, taking the bag from her and throwing it over his shoulder before reaching out to take their son from her. Scout nestles into his chest immediately. The quick change in weight against her body seemed to shake Amelia a little, a wave of nausea rolling over her. She clears her throat and clenches her teeth in an attempt to hold it off. She figured throwing up over Link’s shoes would probably make matters worse for everyone. She must not have been as subtle as she thought as she notices the expression on Link’s face change, “Are you okay?”.
Before Amelia has a chance to answer, Scout lifts his head to look at his Dad and pouts, “Mommy sick!”
Amelia sighs.
She loved that her son had a big heart and was very empathetic towards everyone. However, in this moment, she was not so amused by it. Link furrowed his brows, looking at Amelia’s pale form with concern, “You’re sick?”
“No, I’m not, I’m fine.” she replied immediately, not even convincing herself.
Link adjusted Scout on his side as he studied her expression, “Amelia, you’re very pale, are you really fine?”
No.
Of course she wasn't.
“I’m fine.” she clears her throat again before taking a deep breath, “Just make sure you're taking care of yourself. I don't want you to end up getting dehydrated.”
Amelia doesn't say anything. Instead, she just stares at her feet and rubs her fingers together anxiously. “How are you doing?” he asks.
She knows what he really means is ‘Are you sober?’.
Link’s face stiffens as he tries to think of his next move. As Scout starts fussing, Amelia looks up, “You should get going, it’s almost his bed time.”
“Amelia, I’m worried about you.” Link says softly, completely ignoring what she’d just said, “If you're sick, you need to be taking care of yourself and I'm not sure that you are.”
“Link, I am fine.” Amelia snaps unintentionally, “Why do you even care? You’ve barely spoken to me in the last seven weeks.”
Link sighs, “Because Amelia, no matter what is going on with us right now, I care about you. You’re the mother of my child and I want you to be okay.”
The hormones were not doing Amelia any favors right now as she attempted to hold back her watery eyes, “You don't have to worry about me. Not anymore. I can take care of myself.”
“I know you can, Amelia.” Link takes a step towards her, “But, that doesn't stop me from worrying.”
“It didn't seem that way when you didn't notice that I wasn't okay for eight months while you were busy planning for-” her voice trails off.
She couldn't let herself feel any of this.
Not right now.
“You should go.” she suggests, her voice quiet, “Scout’s getting sleepy.”
Link gave a small nod, seeming defeated. He holds a hand against his sons back, rubbing it gently as he begins to move away. Amelia presses a kiss on the baby’s head before watching the two of them walk down the corridor and out of sight.
If it wasn't for the overwhelming nausea and exhaustion she was feeling, she’d probably have cried herself into a panic attack as she felt the heartbreak hit her all over again.
A/N: So, this is going to be a multi-chapter fic based after the season 17 finale. It was just an idea my friend mentioned and I decided to write. I wouldn't actually want this to happen to be honest but... I hope you all enjoy! Let me know whether you want me to continue!
One month.
It had been a whole month since the wedding.
A whole month since he’d left the apartment... Left her.
Amelia still hadn't really processed what happened that day. It’s like she’s been on auto-pilot ever since. Everyday she gets up, gets Scout up, goes to work, comes back to an empty apartment, puts Scout to bed before going to sleep herself, ready to do it all again the next day.
After the wedding, Link had come back before she had the chance and packed a bag full of his things. He’d sent her a blunt text later that night to tell her that she and Scout should stay at the apartment since all of the baby’s things were there and that he’d crash elsewhere.
She couldn't let herself think about it too much.
She couldn't let herself wonder where it all went wrong.
It was taking everything in her to stay sober and, she needed to be sober. She needed to be sober for her little boy. He was counting on her. He needed her. So, she didn't let herself stop moving long enough to think about it.
Communication between the two was more or less non-existent at this point. They avoided each other in the corridors. Their usually identical schedules now opposites where they could help it. They only spoke if they had to while working on a case or during their Scout hand-offs. Even then, it was very limited. If she was being honest with herself, it hurt. This was once the person she told everything too, her darkest secrets and all. It hurt that they had seemed to lose all ability to talk to each other, like they didn't know how anymore.
She couldn't let herself feel it.
She didn't.
She didn't let herself feel any of it until she saw those two red lines.
When suddenly, in a matter of seconds, everything came crashing down around her.
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Six weeks had passed.
Six weeks since he walked away and left her on that beach.
Amelia had been sitting with the knowledge that she was pregnant for the last two weeks and she hadn't told a single soul.
She was in denial that it was even happening.
She wasn't letting herself think about it.
Of course, that would be a lot easier if she was feeling normal. But, as she was forced to step out of an imaging room and throw her head over a medical waste bin in the hospital corridor, she was reminded of her situation once more.
“Amelia?” she heard her name from behind her and while she couldn't see who it was, she would recognise the voice anywhere.
“Are you okay?” Owen asked as he approached her, instinctively pulling her hair out of her face. His question was answered as she retched into the trash can. He rubbed a gentle hand in circles on her back as she emptied her stomach, throwing up the little food she’d manage to eat that morning.
When she was finished, Amelia lifted her head up slowly. She held herself up using her elbows, resting them on the plastic sides of the trash can as she looked at Owen. He was offering her a concerned smile, “You alright?”
Amelia nods gently, “Just, not feeling great.”
“Amelia, if you're sick then you should go home and rest.” he suggested, letting go of her hair as she straightened her back slowly. Honestly, that was the last thing she wanted to do; be alone with her thoughts.
“No, no, uhm,” her voice quietens as she tries to hold off the tears, “I’ll be fine.”
Owen, knowing Amelia well, sees right through it. Holding a hand against the small of her back, he begins guiding her down the corridor towards the on call room at the end of the hall. The moment the door was closed and they were alone, Amelia broke. She couldn't hold it in anymore. Her fear and heartbreak overwhelmed her as she sobbed, lowering herself onto the edge of the bed, her head in her hands. Her body shook as she cried, finding it hard to catch her breath. Owen hadn't seen Amelia like this since that night on the deck after Derek died. He quickly moved so he was sitting next to her, immediately wrapping an arm around her back and pulling her into him. Her hands continued to cover her eyes as she let herself feel everything she’d been shoving down for the last six weeks.
“Amelia, hey, what is going on?” Owen asks softly, holding her head against him. Amelia continues sobbing into his chest, attempting to catch her breath.
A few minutes pass before she had composed herself enough to be able to pull together an explanation, “He left. I screwed it up. We screwed it up. I told him I wasn't sure if I wanted to get married and he proposed anyway-” her voice breaks again, “We promised to check in with each other. He didn't and he proposed anyway and when I couldn't say anything, he left and now I’m pregnant and alone and all I want is for him to hold me and tell me everything’s going to be okay but that can't happen. He's not even talking to me unless it’s about Scout. We blew it.”
Owen tries to hide his shock, unsure whether she meant to tell him all that or if she just slipped up. He runs his hand up and down her back reassuringly, “You're...” he asks cautiously, looking for confirmation.
Amelia looks up at him with teary eyes, nodding as her bottom lip quivers, “I found out a couple of weeks ago.”
“Does he know?” Amelia takes a deep breath, “No. I haven't told anyone.”
Owen offers her a sympathetic look, “Have you decided what you want to do?”
“I made an appointment.” she confirms, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, “It’s in two weeks.”
“Which, I know isn't what he is going to want. I know even if he pretends he’s okay with it, he won't be. But, I can't think about that right now.”
Owen’s hand pauses on her back as he remembers back to a conversation they’d shared months ago. One where Amelia had confided in him about not wanting any more kids because she couldn't put that kind of pressure on herself. Amelia’s sniffles pulled Owen from his thoughts.
“Amelia, I’ll be here for whatever you need. If you need a break, Teddy and I are always happy to take Scout. If you want me to come with you, I can do that. If you just need someone to confide in, I’m always here for you.” Owen offers. Amelia gives him a small smile of gratitude. “But... I do think you should tell Link. No matter what’s happened between the two of you, you love each other and I'm sure he would want to be there for you.”
Amelia wasn't sure that’s true anymore. If this had been a year ago, she knows Link would stand by her no matter what. She knows that he would've given her a speech about how he just wants her to be comfortable with her decision, no matter what it was. However, over the last few months, he’d become infatuated by the idea of a second kid despite her stand offish responses and so now, she's not so sure what kind of response she’d receive if she told him she was planning to get an abortion.
“Owen, please.” Amelia looks up at him, her teary and tired blue eyes making contact with his, “Please don't tell anyone, not even Teddy.”
“I promise, Amelia.” Owen smiles, reaching a hand across and placing it over hers, “I’m not going to tell anyone.”
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