#ameliashepard

For a few days your well being in your body had been lost. From an initial exhaustion and fatigue, for which you had perceived stress as the main cause to slightly stinging in the chest and body aches that you only stamped as tiredness of the last week, there was a lot going at university; lectures until late in the evening, answering 80 quiz questions daily on top of your homework so that you don't forget what you have learned and the tests you had to write in what felt like every subject you could possibly have.

It was almost midnight when you started to finish up your work. You were the only one in this house, at least you thought so, who was still awake to do things that had no time to be postponed.

"You look pale," did you hear your sisters voice and startled for a second out of shock before you looked at the clock for the 10th time this minute and slowly began to collect the papers and pens from the brown coffee table."Is everything okay?"

You just nodded a 'yes', not even bothering to talk out of feeling sick, and got up from your chair to pile up the papers in the back of the table when a wave of dizziness caught up with you and you used your hands to support yourself. "Just totally stressed." you mumbled as you felt a worrying glance and a hand on your back.

Slowly your vision returned to normal, you picked up your things into your arms and turned to Amelia who was standing right behind you. With an attempted smile, you squeezed past her and walked up the stairs. "I'm good."

Before you went to bed, you stole a pill from the bathroom cabinet and disappeared. -It is just a little cold- you thought.

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"Y/N Shepard, 22 years young." the paramedic called as soon as the doors were opened from the ambulance and he pulled out the stretcher and got out himself. "According to first responders, she passed out while she was about to order a coffee.. Mild sinus tachycardia, blood pressure is low. Temperature is 102,38°F"

You became conscious before the ambulance arrived, but the people around you didn't agree to let you go and wanted to have you examined and now you were here, the attempt to escape from the mess was unsuccessful.

A little confused, you looked around and saw the faces of Owen and Meredith. Almost immediately, before the blonde could even say something, you cut her out. "Don't tell Amy and Derek."

She stroked your hair and looked at you confused and worried. She didn't understood why you wanted to keep your ambulance arrival a secret from your siblings. Even if she had a medical confidentiality obligation towards her patients, she had to tell her sister in law and husband. They were your family.

She nodded to Owen and he understood immediately that he should beep both of them on their pagers. As soon as he disappeared, Meredith pushed you into one of the examination rooms and started to look you up and down.

"Why don't you want the two of them to know?" she asked cautiously while placing some adhesive stickers on your chest and hanging you on a machine. "You know exactly how they are as soon as I am sick. Overprotective - and that is annoying. I am not a little kid anymore."

She stopped moving and looked at you. Her hands found their way onto your shoulder and squeezed them once just before she sat down in front of you and looked deep into your eyes. "They are your siblings, Y/N. Be glad that you have someone who cares about you."

She stopped for a short time and looked at your heart rate on the monitor before turning to you a little worried, adapting a blood pressure cuff on your arm, waiting for the results to show up on her chart. "You have cardiac arrhythmia. Have you had a cold lately?"

"No, I've just been pretty tired and exhausted. I also had a slight sting in my chest once in a while but thought it came from my stomach; I haven't been eating particularly well lately."

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"What were you thinking by not telling us that you are not feeling well? You don't have three doctors at your home around the clock for nothing!" said Derek a little louder, his face flashed red like a tomato.

When he got the news, he immediately ran down to the emergency room, fearing the worst. He was pissed of when he saw you lying there and he was even angrier when he had to hear every information from Meredith that she had found out and what she suspected. "And that's exactly why I didn't want you to know. You always overdo it!"

"Y/N, heart muscle inflammation is not a joke! If you had carried off the crap and hadn't passed out in the cafe, it could all have been worse than just a few needle sticks and a comfortable hospital bed!" he shouted in disbelief as his hands clenched into a fist and the knuckles were already turning white at the strength of his nervousness which he underpinned by pacing back and forth in front of your bed.

He didn't understand how you wanted to become a doctor but couldn't listen to your own body. It was impossible for him to understand how you could let it get this far. Derek asked for an answer, but you didn't feel like arguing with him anymore so you just stood silent; you were too tired and exhausted to continue this discussion.

You knew it was a fatal mistake, but you couldn't change and jump back in time either.

Just before Derek wanted to let his anger run free again, Amelia, who had previously been quiet, had stood in front of him and gave him an urgent look and some slight knocks on his now crossed arms. "You go now and calm down. The shouting doesn't help anyone here and I don't think the whole hospital has to know our family issues." he bit his lip and looked between you and your sister before he disappeared, but not without slamming the door behind him.

Startled, you let yourself fall back on the pillow, put your arm over your forehead and closed your eyes. You knew you messed up big time. "I'm sorry, Amelia."

"You should have told us, then you might not be here and have to stay for observation." she said calmly, unlike your brother and started moving towards the side of your bed where Amelia sat down on the chair that was already standing next to it and gently stroked the back of your head.

Amelia understood why you hadn't said anything, she had gone through the same with him too. But on the other hand, she could understand Derek. It also hurt her that you hadn't mentioned anything and that you didn't let her help you. "From now on, no more secrets, understand? I don't want to have this horrible feeling in my stomach when I get a message like that ever again. When you are in pain then let one of us know, regardless of whether you think it is a cramped muscle or not."

"You are so over caring." you said annoyed and rolled your eyes.

You knew it was in their nature to react like that, but as a young adult you couldn't understand that exactly this small gesture showed how important you were to a person. You just found it annoying.

"At some point in your life, you will think back to that moment and judge it completely different. Maybe we are far too caring now, later you will perhaps be grateful to us for it and understand why we do this." she sighed.

I feel your 15x10 review didn’t include the whole picture. Why do you include her #? It perpetuates hate.

I do really hope it works for Omelia this time, and they are all in because if not it’s going to have major fallout for all involved. Teddy will survive, and if she finds a friend in Koracick, thank gawd. She is a goofy, honest, loving person, I’m sorry you don’t see this.

Additionally, why are you only including half baked misinterpretations in your post? Teddy never hated on Alex Karev, give me a break. She said “time is weird.” The last time she saw Karev he was an intern! Next - Teddy’s feelings are valid about Maggie, and she has every right to stick up for herself. She is very patient face to face to Maggie. Unlike Maggie who continues to voice her “personal contempt.” It should be the other way around, but Teddy is flying high. Let us not forget Maggie broke her HIPPA oath, and shared personal information without consent. And lastly - Teddy stated twice that Owen and Amelia are back together.

Maybe you should have accepted Maggie's offer by asking you if she should wait half an hour for you and take you home, but you said no. On such stressful days, you just needed a little distance; the loud music booming through your headphones and the fresh air as you stomped through the streets of Seattle to the house of Meredith for dinner.

And now you were sitting on the cold and wet floor in a darkened alley, your jeans torn open at the knees which were totally bloody and a laceration on your lip from the blow in the face.

At first you didn't understood what was happening - suddenly you were dragged into the alley by your hood and were pressed against the wall. You didn't recognized who it was, but you felt the tip of a knife at your side while his elbow dug into your neck.

His cigarette-smelling fingertips reached to your headphones, rudely ripped them out of your ears and you groaned in pain. You couldn't defend yourself, he was too strong and pressed you against the wall with all his strength, even speaking was difficult. "Please, let me go."

You knew that a simple request wouldn't help, but you were hoping for a miracle.

His mischievous laugh scared you and you felt the tears sting in your eyes. You expected the worst. "I want all your valuables, then nothing will happen to you."

"Okay, okay." you said out of breath. "Let go of me and I will give you everything I have right now."

Your first thought was to run as soon as he let go of you but you just didn't want to risk that he somehow managed to hurt you - you didn't know if he still had a gun somewhere or if he was faster than you to slit your throat. You just did what he said in hope, he would spare you.

Indeed.

After you put your entire bag, cell phone and necklace in his hands, he left you alone and ran away, but not without punching you in the face beforehand.

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Soaked and completely exhausted, you arrived at Meredith's house and decided to keep the hood over your head so that you could perhaps get upstairs unnoticed. You quietly closed the door behind you and took a few steps back when you bumped into something and turned around, frightened.

"If I had known it would rain like that, I would have waited!" Maggie exclaimed. She wanted to start talking again when she saw your torn knees and was startled. "What the hell happened?!"

You played nervously with your thumbs. "I fell." was the only lie you could think of right now. Your head was still lowered so she couldn't look into your face. You quickly tried to loop past her but she blocked the way and pulled your hood down. "Oh you.. Amelia!"

Now it was too late - you could already hear more footsteps from the living room that got faster and louder, then sharp drawn breaths and fingers under your chin. These pulled your face in the other direction; cautious and gentle, but swift and dominant.

You looked into your sister's brown eyes and tried in vain to turn away. The brown-haired one had your face firmly under control.

"I will get bandages and new clothes for her." gulped the blonde. "I will get and ice pack and a washcloth." said the dark haired in unison with Meredith and disappeared in different directions while Amelia still stood there with you and looked at you intently.

"What happened?" she asked and demanded an answer. her eyes had grown dull and darker, like every time she was angry. "Who did this to you?"

"I don't know." you sighed and tears started to build up in your eyes again. "He had a knife with him and dragged me into an alley." Amelia didn't let you speak any further. Immediately she pulled you into her arms and wrapped both protectively around you.

As soon as you felt her warmth, you also put your arms around the middle of her body and began to cry out bitterly of fear. Again and afaig she stroked your hair while slowly beginning to move in the direction of the couch where her two sisters already waited for you to patch up your fragile, cold and shaking body.

An exhausting day was successfully behind you and you have never been as overtired as you were in all the years of your studies and five years of internship as a surgeon.

A bus accident where the bus overturned and injured thirty people, including almost half of them young children, was on your agenda today. A lot of them had only minor wounds and injuries that needed care and their parents had to be informed, but some had harder injuries and had to undergo emergency surgery. One of them was a 14-year old girl who not only had internal bleeding and a ruptured spleen and liver, a collapsed lung due to a fractured rib and a severe cerebral hemorrhage.

She was your patient and you could no longer save this young soul, it was too late.

You usually had no problem to stay away from emotions, but telling her parents that her only daughter passed away, broke your heart and left you in a negative emotional state. If you could, you would swap places with her just so she could still enjoy her young years into her old.

No one so young and innocent deserved to die that cruel way.

You sat in the car with your sister and your girlfriend, looked out the window in the back seat and were so lost in thought that you didn't pay attention to them both.

Only when the car came to a standstill and a hand found it's place on your knee and squeezed, it tore you out of your thoughts. You looked into the blue, also tired eyes, which were colored in a dark purple by the red traffic lights.

A small smile crossed her face. You gently placed your hand on hers, which was still on your knees, and intervened your fingers with hers as you focused on the music that was playing from the radio.

The radio was all trash and some penniless musician screamed his heart out, presumably to get the attention of some teenage girls. Annoyed by his voice and the nonsense you could her in the lyrics he sang, you asked Amelia if she could turn off the radio.

When the music went out, you sighed briefly and went over your curly hair. At the same time, you played with the delicate ring on your finger. An heirloom from your grandma. Heaven, how you missed her.

The red glowing car turned green and started moving. You saw Arizona's gaze turned to you in the rear view mirror before you could drift back into your thoughts until you heard a scream and a loud bang. The car you were in was hit by a Jeep and let you slip several meters on the street before it came to a stop on a tree.

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"Y/N!" did you hear a dull voice that sounded like a tunnel as it mixed with the tinnitus in your ears. "Y/N, come on sweetie, wake up!" this time louder, more aggressive.

Slowly opening your eyes, you looked into the face of your brown-haired sister. Almost immediately when you noticed that she had a big laceration above her brow that was bleeding quite a bit, you snatched your eyes completely open and startled.

Pumped full of adrenaline, you weren't aware that you, in fact, were more injured than she was. You weren't even aware of what just had happened. You just knew that she was bleeding. "Amy, you are bleeding!" you stated out loud.

Your body's self-mechanism immediately caused your arms to wander towards her head. In the middle of your movement, you winced and screamed out loud. A bolt of lighting pervaded your shoulder and chest, you could tell with certainty that your collarbone was broken.

"Don't worry about me, I am fine." she said softly and briefly disappeared from your already restricted view by the smoke. "Arizona, she is awake. Calm down, please."

Until recently, you didn't even notice the screaming and crying that was silenced by the ringing in your ears. Only after you could concentrate on the outside world and your ears went back to normal, did you realize who the screaming was coming from.

"Arizona." your voice was barely audible and scratchy through the fumes. Your throat started to feel dry and sandy like scratch paper.

Her face appeared at your completely cracked window. She also had a few scratches on her face, a nosebleed and a split lip, probably from the airbag that came out of her steering wheel. She was visibly shocked and it was almost impossible to find out what she was talking about through all the sobs and incomplete sentences caused by the panic.

"We have to get her out here fast, Arizona so concentrate!" shouted Amelia and reappeared in front of you, this time she was sitting in the passenger seat and tried as slowly as possible and not causing you any pain, to crawl on the free space next to you.

As the car moved as she tried to get to you, shock waves ran from your neck all the way down to your lower back. You closed your eyes in pain and immediately felt a cool wind blowing in your face.

"Try to keep your body still. It was a pretty heavy impact and you were hit the most."

Arizona was still crying hysterical by your side as she put her jacket over her hand and tried to knock out the rest of the glass in the window to get to you better and safer.

Soon enough, you felt cold fingers on your neck that slowly and carefully placed it on the back of the seat and held it while your sister checked you from top to bottom which injuries you had.

Slowly the pain moved further into the distance, the headache was now also filled with dizziness and you felt nauseous. As time passed, you became more tired and you felt too weak to speak. Your throat felt like it was filling with something.

Blood.

"Arizona, how long until the ambulance and the fire department are coming? She's bleeding internally." Amelia stopped in her movements and looked you in the eyes. A thin line of blood already formed on your lip and it stained your teeth with it. "You are gonna be fine, little one okay? Just stay awake."

You nodded and began to cough, your lungs filling up more with the red liquid and constricting your breath. "I can't feel my legs."

You looked shockingly into the face of the brown-haired one. Meanwhile she had tears in her eyes that she tried to hold back, but failed. You were aware of what it could mean and that you might have been paraplegic from the impact, but you tried to hold on to any hope that you just didn't feel it because the blood supply was cut off by the entrapment.

Amelia took your hand tightly in her and gently stroked your hair. All she could do was be with you while you all waited for help.

You got colder, the goose bumps on your body and the inevitable tremors made you even more pain that you tried not to show. The endless screams and bitter tears from your girlfriend  snaked further into the distance, as in the beginning. She had her hand alternately on your cheek or neck as she wiped away some tears from you.

"I love you Arizona."

"No, take that back immediately! If you say it when something bad happens, you never hear it from that person again." she yelled at you.

But you knew how you felt. Weak, cold, barely breathing in a situation you probably couldn't get out of alive. You had to at least tell her one more time before you couldn't anymore. She had to know that you loved her to your very last breath.

"I love you Arizona."

She laid her head on her arm, which was propped up in the window pane, and buried herself while still caressing your pale skin.

"Amy," with one big, last breath you tried to keep it short, but saying the most important thing. "Best sister in the entire world. I love you too."

"No, you are not leaving us now. You are not leaving me, do you understand? You have so many years to spend here with me at your side. If you do this to me now, I will revive you and then kill you by myself!"

Amelia: All of her reactions were true to the character, and understandably she was emotional about hearing that Owen was having a baby (knowing how life changing a baby is, knowing Owen’s longing for one of his own, and her feelings about being ready to be a parent). Not to mention she was stuck in an elevator with Owen continuing to press the subject wanting to talk about it right then and there. Caterina’s acting was perfect. I loved her look after the “16 weeks” line, and the stairwell with Owen of course (some of Amelia’s lines could have come off rude if it wasn’t for the emotion Caterina put behind them) Future: I’m wondering if they will bring up the fact that Meredith and Maggie knew. Also loving seeing her with Koracick in the extended promo.

Owen: At first I was unsure in what direction this episode was going to go because his tone started out harsh. It’s totally Owen though to get worked up at first to work through his feelings, and then sit back and realize the reality. “Hey. We’re gonna have a baby.” Future: I think we will see the Teddy/Owen friendship back in 15B where they confide in each other, and also obviously work though the journey of becoming parents together.