A Road to a Happy Ending (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister Imagine)
Age Rating: 12+
Chapters: One of One
Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy
Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)
Canon Episode: Season 17 Episode 7
AN: Like all of you I hated the last 18 minutes of the episode we unfortunately know too well. It’s why I decided to fix it right here and now with this short chapter. In my mind his injuries weren’t that serious and he made it out of his first surgery and didn’t need a second one. Like and reblog below and let me know what you think.
Summary: Amber visits Andrew in his room after his surgery and confesses her feelings for him and wanting them to get back together.
Words: 1266
April 30th, 2020
Amber waits out in the hall of the ICU clasping her hands together anxious about entering Andrew DeLuca’s room. Carina is inside first as the rooms are limited to one visit at a time and Amber gives Carina that chance first knowing how much she loves her brother. Amber goes through what to say to him in her head and wonders where to start this conversation.
Amber hears the doors slide open and she sees Carina exiting the room with tears in her eyes. The Italian OB walks toward Amber with kindness in her eyes.
“You can go in now, try not to jostle him too much, the tube is still in his throat.”
Amber nods leaving Carina out in the hall while she takes her turn. She can see Andrew through the window and the sight breaks her heart. He is laying in bed obviously tired, wearing a hospital gown with an ETT tube down his throat. Seeing him like this has her scared that one wrong move in there will make Altman and Hunt’s work vanish and she will lose him.
But she reminds herself that isn’t the case and it’s her anxiety trying to take control of the joy she feels from this miracle and pushes through it. Amber inhales before sliding the door open and quickly closing it behind her.
Andrew opens his eyes and his shock is evident from his groggy eyes widening slightly at seeing Amber in the room. He wonders if this is a dream of his but her voice tells him it’s not as he knows the timber of her vocals too well.
“Hi don’t try to talk.” Amber sits at the edge of the bed next to his leg and he can see her eyes glistening with tears that makes him want to wipe them away but he feels too weak to move his arms up, “I’m just…I’m just so happy you’re okay.”
Amber carefully moves around the tube so she can lie down by Andrew’s side. She has her head against his chest listening to his heart beating against it so she can be sure he’s alive and well. She is careful not to touch the tube as her hand clings to his left shoulder with her delicate nails pressing lightly afraid he will slip through her fingers.
He welcomes the hug and being near her enough to recognize the fragrant fruity body mist she wears at work. Although his body feels sluggish, he is strong enough to lift his left hand and hold her forearm that is draped across his chest.
He lightly squeezes her to make certain she is real and when he does he closes his eyes and enjoys this moment after his surgery. He hears her sniffling and feels drops of wetness on his chest that he deduces are from Amber who has her head against his chest. They hold each other like this for several moments as this moment feels long overdue for both of them. The silence is broken by Amber as she is the only one in the room who can speak for both of them.
“You are the most heroic…idiotic, brave and stupid son of a bitch I have ever met.” DeLuca isn’t offended as he knows it’s coming from Amber being worried sick over him during his surgery, “And you’ve met my brothers, so you know the bar is really high on that category.”
If the tube wasn’t down his throat DeLuca would laugh at another insult towards her aggravating brothers, “This doesn’t mean I forgive you. You were right that day, but you were wrong to treat me the way you did when all I was trying to do was help like I tried to help my mom and brother. You said things and did things that I thought were the worst thing that could ever happen to me.”
Andrew lies still under her feeling useless as he can’t speak another apology due to his condition. However, he tries to remedy this by lightly stroking her arm with his thumb that she welcomes and continues to speak with Andrew hoping this takes a better turn.
“But I was wrong.” Andrew feels relief at this, “The worst thing that happened to me was when I thought you were dead and… you died thinking I hated you.”
Amber’s voice breaks at that last one causing Andrew anguish for putting her through the wringer once again. He doesn’t regret following Opal but he regrets not listening to Carina and getting stabbed in the process. He regrets getting himself hurt and worrying the people who love him, the people he loves so much it would hurt him to see them vanish into the operating room as well.
“I thought I did you know, I thought I hated you, but I don’t. I could never hate you; I can be mad at you, and I can scream at the skies because of you but I can never hate you. I don’t think a part of me is capable of letting go of the love I feel for you. It’s like…it’s like it’s always gonna be a part of me.” Andrew squeezes Amber’s forearm as a silent ‘I feel the same’ and he feels her squeezing his shoulder as well sharing the same sentiment.
“It’s why I’ve been such a mess these past 4 hours and 36 minutes. I was afraid the last thing I did to you was walk away after you promised me that things would be different if I gave us another chance. I walked because I needed to think and to know how I feel.” Andrew strokes her arm in comfort understanding where she’s coming from due to her traumatic childhood, “I needed to know if I can try this again…and I can.”
Andrew closes his eyes feeling his heart flutter at this confession that he has been yearning to hear for weeks. He wishes he could kiss her at this moment but holding her and hearing her talk is a close second that he will gladly take as long as it has the woman, he loves by his side again.
Amber sniffles against his chest and feels a stray tear escape and slide down to his hospital gown. She still clings to him understanding now just how precious life is and how you should cherish every good thing in your life while you still can. Amber does this by opening her heart little by little towards the man who made her feel safe to be vulnerable once and hopes he can do it again.
“I don’t know what happens now and it scares me. But what scares me more is living in a world where you’re not around. It’s a world I don’t want to live in. I can’t live in that reality it’s a fact.” Andrew inhales deeply wanting so bad to say something anything at this moment, “So don’t make me got it? Blink once for yes, twice for no and three for I’ll make smart decisions from now on.”
Amber glances up and sees Andrew blink once at her request that is good enough for her. She lays her head back on his chest laying still so as not to jostle the tube. Andrew has his hand on her arm still holding onto her for as long as he can, not wanting to waste this opportunity like he did months ago. They close their eyes and hold each other content and hoping this moment is a road to a happy ending.
