Chances Part 2
Thank you to everyone who enjoyed, re-blogged or commented! You sure know how to make someone’s comeback feel like a good one. Not sure how many parts this little series may have, but we’re not done yet!
Part 1
She was two people ahead of her, there were two bides standing in front of her and letting Owen’s missing sister walk away forever. She quickly shoved through them both, apologizing as she ran to catch up with the red head right as she entered the terminal.
“Megan!”
The woman turned around, her smile still intact but looking questioningly at Amelia. She shifted her bag to her shoulder.
“Did I forget something on the plane?”
“No… I. I need to show you something.”
Megan looked at her confused, as Amelia whipped out her phone and quickly clearing to her home screen, a picture of her and Owen from their wedding. She held the phone and leaned towards Megan to show her. Megan’s smile immediately dropped at the picture, looking like she had seen a ghost.
Amelia hit her pictures quickly and pulled up a picture of Owen and Nathan at the wedding, watching as Megan paled even more.
“I… I have to go.”
She watched as the woman tried to bolt, Amelia grabbing her arm quickly and pulling her towards a quieter corner.
“Please let go of me.”
“They think you’re dead. Both of them. They both searched for you.”
Megan pulled away from her, holding her bag tight to her body. She tucked a curl nervously behind her ear.
“They have no idea you’re alive. What have you been doing for the last 9 years? Hiding?”
“Look they don’t need to know where I am. It’s better this way.” she replied as she turned to walk away. “And I’d really appreciate if you don’t mention that you ever saw me.”
“Megan your mother thinks you’re dead.”
She watched as Megan stopped in her tracks, clearly hesitating. She went to move again, this time clearly walking away.
“Fine. You know what, screw you.”
Amelia watched as she disappeared into a group of people waiting to board their flight. She sighed as she juggled her bag, throwing her phone back in, looking for wallet, every intent of turning around and going back to Seattle.
“She’s alive?”
Amelia nearly jumped at Megan’s sudden presence. Megan looked uneasy staring self-consciously at her feet before looking back at Amelia. Amelia nodded, as Megan let out what seemed to be a small breath of relief.
“Are you going back to Seattle?”
Amelia nodded. “You should come with me.”
“I… I can’t. What am I supposed to do just show up on her doorstep? I am just supposed to be like “Hey mom I know you thought I was dead, turns out I’ve been alive this whole time.”
Amelia went to open her mouth to argue, Megan abruptly cutting her off.
“And what about Owen? “Hi big brother. Sorry I faked my own death. Hey gee what ever happened to Beth?”
“Beth?”
Megan’s cheeks flushed, clearly realizing her new sister-in-law had no idea who Beth was. Amelia shrugged her shoulders.
“No it’s fine. He’s been married already.”
“What? To who? Okay, not the point.”
Amelia chuckled slightly, at Megan’s need to constantly talk, the habit seemed strangely familiar. She watched as Megan’s body tensed up again.
“What about Nathan? Am I just supposed to forget the fact that he cheated on me? That our relationship was destroyed the last time I saw him. How did he even end up in Seattle?”
“Maybe he was looking for you. I don’t really know… he’s only been here about a year. Owen and he are just now on five worded conversations.”
Megan sighed, knowing how stubborn they both could be. She shifted uneasily.
“Can I see that picture again?”
Amelia nodded as she pulled out her phone, pulling up the picture of the two men. Meghan smiled slightly as Amelia watched her eyes fill up with tears. Amelia swiped to the next picture, a picture of Owen and her with his mom.
Megan’s eyes closed in defeat at seeing her mother. Amelia put her hand on her forearm as she put the phone back in her bag.
“Come with me to Seattle.”
Megan opened her eyes again, trying to find another excuse as to not go her, mouth opening in exasperation but nothing coming out.
“You said it before. He wouldn’t want you to feel this guilty.”
Megan eyed Amelia, her own previous words of advice being used out of context and against her. She watched as Amelia stood, staring at her waiting for a response. Finally, for whatever her reasoning was, she caved.
“Great. Let’s go find a flight.”
Both women took off towards the ticket counter, Amelia glancing over as Megan kept up with her pace, but still looked visibly nervous.
“We’re going to Seattle.”
Megan nodded, her eyes wide, as she nervously cleared her throat.
“We’re going to Seattle.”
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Amelia knocked on the door of her house, shifting uneasily. Both her and Megan had agreed that they probably both shouldn’t just show up at the door, so Megan was in a coffee shop downtown, waiting for a text from Amelia to take a cab.
Amelia should be worried that she would bolt, take off and never look back. But she had to believe in her a little.
She waited and then watched as the door opened and there stood Owen, who upon realizing it was Amelia at the door, looked visibly taken aback.
“Hi.”
She watched as Owen continued to stare at her, her heart feeling like it was in throat. Maybe this was a bad idea.
“I know you’re probably really mad. And I’m sorry. But I had to leave and I know I shouldn’t have just left a note but I didn’t want you to-”
She was cut off as Owen enveloped her in a near bone crushing hug. She sighed as she relaxed in his embrace. She felt a hand go to cup the back of her head, his fingers raking through her curls to almost make sure it was her.
“You don’t want to throw me out?”
Owen sighed as he pressed a kiss to her temple before pulling away slightly so they were more loosely wrapped in each other.
“I didn’t know where you were. Or if you were safe. I was worried.”
Amelia felt her hand go to his cheek as Owen let out a pained sigh, as she truly saw the emotional impact her sudden disappearance had left on him.
“We need to talk. I know we do. About us and… everything. But there’s something else we need to talk about first.”
Owen hesitantly looked at her before nodding. She pulled away as they stepped into the house.
"But I’m going to need you to call someone first.” ———————————————————————
Amelia paced nervously in front of her coffee table as Owen and Nathan watched her.
“Okay I’m just going to come out and ask- are the two of you trying to tell me you’re having an affair?”
Amelia and Nathan immediately responded with a chorus of “Owen! No.” and “Seriously mate?”.
Owen shrugged in confusion as Amelia shot him a dirty look, Nathan looking just visibly uncomfortable at this point.
“Seriously Shepherd, why did you need to speak with the both of us? If this is you trying to meddle…. we’re good. Right mate?”
Owen nodded in agreement as Amelia smiled lightly at how the two men finally seemed to be getting along.
The door bell rang as Amelia immediately ran to answer it. Both Owen and Nathan looked at each other equally as lost.
They both turned as the door closed, neither of them prepared for the person who was standing behind it.
“Hi.”