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     Amelia looked up, surprised to hear the door to the supply closet open. It was the middle of the night and she was hiding out in the furthest corner of the hospital in a closet that had been gathering dust. What was someone else doing there? She peeked her head out from behind the shelves and sighed with relief. “Oh, Kepner, it’s just you.”

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[ sms → april ] : Are you working today? Mer and Maggie left w/o me and I need a ride.

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     Amelia had spent all morning in an intense surgery trying out a new method of attacking this elderly man’s brain tumor. She hadn’t expected it to work but when it did, the first person she wanted to share the news with was Owen. Finding him at the nurse’s station, she planned on running up to him and telling him what had happened but as soon as she got to him, all plans went out the window. Surprising even herself, Amelia’s hands found their way to Owen’s cheeks, her fingertips grazing the stubble that covered them. Before she knew it, the adrenaline leftover from completing the surgery so successfully brought her lips to his.

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❝ But I can’t do that. Not without your help. ❞ (For Amelia muse)

     “I think you’re doubting yourself too much. You’re amazing, Owen. I mean seriously, you are one of the strongest and most courageous people I know. You can do this, okay? This baby needs someone, and whether or not I’m there to help, you can be exactly what he needs,” Amelia gave him a reassuring smile, “And besides, you don’t have to do anything without my help. I’ll be there, alright?”