From Now On pt. 3
Over seven months had passed since Amelia and Owen decided to try for a baby. Each month Amelia’s heart would break a little more since her period kept coming like clockwork. To make matters worse, whenever Teddy gave birth it was revealed that the baby wasn’t his. Little Andrew Altman was half African American meaning Teddy’s coworker Tony Davis fathered the boy. Owen was in a slump along side Amelia. Had Leo not been under their roof, there was no telling where they would be in their relationship. With Betty now in rehab and Leo’s adoption by Owen and Amelia finalized, they tried their best to keep things running smoothly despite their personal anguish.
When Amelia woke up the next morning, she quickly went to the bathroom. Her period should be coming like it had been routinely. However there was nothing. Her heart cinched with hope. Maybe this would finally be their big break. Her stomach started to flip as she made her way back to the bed. They had a spat the night before over whether to bring Betty home or not. Amelia thought she was ready but Owen insisted she wasn’t. Months of tension had them like oil and water.
She took a deep breath and admired how calm his face looked currently. Owen hadn’t looked that calm awake in a very long time. She loved him more than anything and hated that they were at odds more times than not lately. With a shaky hand, she brought it gently to his face. Her thumb gently glided across his defined jaw line and she planted a kiss on his forehead.
“Owen, wake up.”
At the sound of her voice, his eyes shot open and he quickly sat up.
“What’s wrong? Is everything okay? Where is Leo?”
“Everything is fine, I think. Leo is still asleep.”
“Okay, are you alright?”
She sighed softly to herself. There was definite regret in waking him up. She was extremely nervous.
“I think so. I’m late. Well, my period is late. It should’ve come last night. I know it’s early but it’s the first time this has happened since we’ve been trying.”
A small smile crept across his face. It instantly warmed her heart. There was her Owen. Her husband. Her friend.
“I’m sure it’s too soon for you to pee on a stick but maybe someone could do a blood test.”
Owen pulled her down to be right next to him and he held her close to kiss her face.
“Someone is happy.”
“And someone might be pregnant... I’ll call my mom to have her watch Leo.”
They got through their showers, breakfast, and dropping Leo off before they consulted with an OB at Grey-Sloan.
Time stood still as they waited for the blood results to come back. The nurse popped around the curtain with a face they were unable to read
“Dr. Hunt, Dr. Shepherd, the results are in... You are —“