Over My Head (Cable Car) - The Fray. Although I rate the A Day To Remember version as well.

Meredith Grey ran a very tight schedule. After all she was a respectable doctor at one of the leading hospitals in the state. Her name was plastered all over the hospital walls as well as the paper cups; she could not be the kind of doctor to keep her patients waiting. Her children knew the routine, they woke up, ate their breakfast whilst flicking cheerios' at each other, they got dressed, they had time for only one tantrum before their shoes were slipped on their feet and they were all rushed to school. She then returned home to pick up her sisters. Meredith Grey ran a very tight schedule and did not like to be kept waiting for anyone, least of all Amelia Shepherd.

Meredith watched Maggie's lips moving, she was sure her sister must have been shouting as loud as she could, but Meredith heard nothing for her hand was firmly pushing down on the car horn. The sound bleared ear-splittingly loud from the car, and yet Amelia still hadn't jumped in the back seat. A fleeting thought wondered if the neighbours minded the noise, but then again, they had never complained about all those parties that were thrown in their intern days. Her neighbours were good people, tolerable; she should go and introduce herself one day. Her schedule did not allow time for Amelia to be running late. She withdrew her hand from the horn for a moment only to yell, 'Amelia, you have 20 seconds to get your ass in the car or I'm leaving without you.'

Maggie, who had been waiting so infuriatingly patient, opened up her passenger door saying, 'Maybe I should go inside and see if she's okay.'

'Maggie, you're the one who said I have to wait for her. If you take one step outta this car, I'm leaving without both of you.'

With the slightest hint of an exasperated sigh, Maggie shut the door and Meredith replaced her hand on the horn.

Finally, the back door opened and Amelia launched herself into the car. It wasn't until Amelia was safely buckled up in the back seat, that Meredith ceased pressing the horn and drove out of the driveway.

Maggie turned towards Amelia and said, 'What are you even doing here? Why did I find you in your pyjamas on Meredith's porch this morning?'

Busy tying her hair up in a ponytail, Amelia takes a moment to respond, 'Owen dropped me off on his way to work. I haven't had the chance to move all my stuff into Owen's house yet. All my clothes are still at Mer's.

Maggie waves away the response with her hand, 'Yeah but why are you going to work? You're supposed to be on your honeymoon. You and Owen are supposed to be in a cabin in the woods snuggling around the fire to keep warm or on an exotic beach in a bikini drinking cocktails and getting massages. Amelia, you got married yesterday. Why are you going to work?'

'Well, you know, it was such a quick wedding. We didn't have time to organise anything. Why do people go on honeymoons anyway? Why is it expected that people have to go on a holiday after they get married. You know we live in a day and age where there isn't an expectation for women to get married, or have children so why is there still a stigma where women have to go on a honeymoon after they get married. We should all be pro-honeymoon-choice. Help fight the battle against honeymoon social expectations. Whose on board with me?' Amelia ended wide-eyed and looking at a confused Maggie. She had given up doing her hair in the car, so now it was a frizzled mess around her head.

Meredith chose this moment to enter the conversation and bluntly stated, 'Going on a honeymoon would mean that she would actually have to acknowledge that she got married.'

Maggie is quick to interject, 'Meredith, that's not true.'

Amelia only glares at Meredith's head from the back seat and remains quiet. There is a brief moment of silence. Only the local news being played through the radio could be heard.

'And reports of a drug bust gone wrong, in which courageous police officers were caught in a cross fire with suspected drug dealers. No officers were hurt, however the armed suspects got away. It is thought that one of the suspects is injured and will require medical attention. Those with any further information are urged to contact police.'

Amelia breaks the silence by saying, 'Anyway, I wouldn't have been running so late if Maggie hadn't been in the bathroom for so long. What were you even doing in there?'

'Oh you know, just the usual things. Having a shower, going over my surgical plan. I have that complex heart transplant today,' Maggie responds.

Amelia's eyes shine bright and a hint of a smirk dances on her lips, 'Oh really? Is that today? Is Riggs scrubbing in with you?'

Meredith's hands grip the steering wheel tighter, making her knuckles turn white and she glances in her rear-view mirror to look at Amelia. Amelia winks at Meredith, no longer trying to conceal the smirk on her face.

Suddenly, Maggie felt like the car temperature had gone up a few degrees, 'What are you talking about?'

Amelia lets out a little laugh, 'Oh come on. You wouldn't stop looking at Riggs all night. And he couldn't keep his eyes away from your table.'

Meredith kept her eyes firmly locked on the road.

Maggie gives in, 'Okay, fine. Fine. I like him. Are you happy now?'

'He definitely likes you too,' Amelia laughs. 'Although you have to understand that I cannot condone this relationship. Riggs is Owen's sworn enemy. By association, I have to hate Riggs.'

Rolling her eyes, Maggie said, 'Has Owen even told you why he hates Riggs?'

Meredith was clutching her steering wheel so tight, that it was in serious danger of snapping in two.

'New rule,' Meredith interjected. 'No more talking until we get to the hospital.'